Chapter Two - The Flop Tiffany's earliest memories are of her as a young boy growing up in the Midwest. To say that her upbringing was difficult would be an understatement. Although not particularly small for his age Tom Robinson was very lithe and almost effeminate in manner. From the outset Tom knew he was different. He began to feel trapped in a body in...
Dear Faithful Readers - Let's start the New Year with a many parts story of love and adventure in the great Northwest. Follow Mickey and his women friends as they discover hard work and hard play! ***** Don't Use Jargon - Part 1 - Mickey has a degree but no job Chapter 1 - Caitlin I was newly graduated from the University of Oregon with a B.A. in English...
Thanks you to Estragon for always making my stories a much better read. Story could have been in a number of categories. DG * Chapter 1: I walked into the lounge to get a drink. It was only two in the afternoon but I just left my lawyer's office; I wanted a divorce. There were very few people in the lounge between lunch and dinner. Joe the bartender aske...
Smythe knew he was running out of time. After Elaina had spoken to him on the Plane urging him to find Jeira and Hamlin before the Druids did, he'd spent the rest of that night and most of the next day searching Ironshire high and low. Finally, he'd found someone who'd seen them, only to be told that the couple had left several days ago, bound for their farm...
Prologue From a purely personal point of view, happiness is extremely difficult to describe. We are either happy or we are unhappy, and it seems that there is little we can do, however hard we may strive, to make ourselves happy. The story I am going to tell, is about two people, and how they eventually found happiness. Before the events described here, if...
Hello & thank you for taking the time to click this story. A few notes: *This is a long story that I have been working on for quite some time. If you're looking for something quick to get you off, this may not be the story for you. *I know I am not a great writer. Some of my verb tenses are probably inconsistent & I'm sure there are grammatical error...
Okay, I admit it. I was a prude. A 32-year-old accountant who always dressed in just about the most conservative business clothes possible (and Dockers and conservative blouses on my time off, what there was of it). Never married, and aside for a few brief and highly unsatisfactory dalliances, I had essentially no sex life. I was, on the other hand, a pretty...
Foreword: For those looking forward to new stuff, I have a thread on the Forum: http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?p=43181618#post43181618 It's where I will be announcing any future tales or additional stories. After this Episode of Bowstring and Steel, I'm taking a bit of a break from it. Right now I'm working on more Solar Wind episodes and my n...
CHAPTER 5: THE STUDENT BECOMES THE TEACHER Wednesday When Mick and Harry came downstairs on Wednesday morning, they found Megan laying on the couch, her little yellow dress and heels on the floor next to her. She was covered in a blanket and sound asleep. They didn't know what time Pierce had brought her back but it was well into the wee hours of the morn...
Irina sat sobbing, her face buried in her hands. Sitting across the room I just stared at her, too stunned to feel the anger and grief I knew would be coming. I was vaguely aware of tears on my cheeks, as I gazed past her out the window to the beautiful sight of the sun sliding down into the Pacific. It was a spectacular sunset that couldn't have meant any...