You see schematics of a sprawling compound nestled in the Colombian mountains, surrounded by heavily armed guards and vicious attack dogs. Your target - a notorious **** lord known only as El Escorpión. You've been recruited by a clandestine organization called The Syndicate, tasked with gathering intel on El Escorpión's operation. Your mission objectives ar...
"I COULD WRITE A BOOK" But That Doesn't Mean You Get a Deduction Budding authors, before you sing Richard Rodgers' and Lorenz Hart's 1940 classic song from "Pal Joey", read and heed the lesson United States Tax Court Judge Vasquez gives you would-be best-sellers in Michael S. Oros, 2012 T. C. Mem. 4, filed 1/4/12. Mike worked full-time for Intel (ba-bing,...
13 - Analysis: "Is there any chance that this will be done and dusted by lunch?" Dirty Harriet asked and looked at her watch, "it's almost noon now." "it takes as long as it takes," I shrugged. "Yeah, it looks as if this prat has has coded their nick into the script," Cilla scoffed. "! suppose that it's their little inside joke, but it may be about to b...
"Alright Amn Dietrich, you're up this morning." The Captain had finally leveled the C-130 out, 31,500 feet. "Yes sir," she replied into her headset. It was her second run at this, working the high visibility camera. She was still amazed at its capability and mission. Installed in the radar pod of the C-130, it was designed to pick up very small points of i...
Literotica writer believes that there is a ghost in her computer and that he is spying on her through her computer monitor. "Can I see you? I mean, watch you masturbate, too?" "I don't see how Jessica, I'm a computer chip." "Oh." "So, you don't have a penis?" "No, just a brain." "That's too bad." "Yeah, tell me about it." "So, you have no arms or leg...
She started removing the towel again when I farted. Honestly, I tried to hold it in but it just ripped loose and it was a loud, smelly one. Man, somehow that foul stench worked its way through my monitor, through her monitor, and into her room. I swear to God that is the last time that I am thinking outside of the bun and the last time that I buy a burrito a...
A heart felt thank you to Dawn, Misty and Cathy for your help throughout this story. There was no way to do this story without your guidance and help, and it has been an honor knowing you. Also a great big thank you to Amber and Sarah for the great idea on the battle scene, you two are awesome. Ok get ready people, it gets bumpy from here and please keep you...
Author's Note: Sorry guys my time off took a little longer than planned, honestly I spent a lot of my time drinking and having a good ole time until I took off from Houston and wrecked my bike. Hence the inspiration of the title to this next series. Nothing serious, not a lot of damage done to the bike thankfully; however I did spend a few days in the hospit...
This is a continuation of another short story titled: Odd Job. I suggest reading that, before reading this. I hope you enjoy. Comments are appreciated! * October 24, 2015 Incidents of espionage have been well documented throughout history. The ancient writings of Chinese and Indian military strategists such as Sun-Tzu and Chanakya contain information on d...
USS Downley Sir? We are receiving Intel," a junior officer informs. "Good, patch it through," Admiral Pellington orders. The communications screen flashes on showing static for a brief moment before the intelligence officer appears. The woman dressed in a crisp Army uniform looks to be in her late twenties and Pellington finds her attractive. He brushes a...