Economics class was kicking your ass. It was hardly your fault, some egghead decided that the most boring class had to be held every day at the crack of dawn. You weren't the only one that struggled to keep your eyes open during lessons, but for some reason you were the one that Mr. Pickworth seemed to care about. Oh the "privilege" of having a fam...
This is a work of fiction and does not represent any person, living or dead. This work is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any manner without written permission of the author. Life had soured, but my innate attitude remained positive. That's hard to do after your parents have died. First Dad's heart gave out, after months of futile stents and a qu...
"I'm really glad you're here," Aaron said as he surveyed the scene at the hotel bar. "You kidding me?" Anthony said. "I wouldn't miss this for the world." Aaron was grateful that there had been no awkwardness between them since that night in his kitchen. In fact, to his relief, Anthony hadn't mentioned it again. It were almost as if it had never happened....
Sometime during the night, Eleanor had slipped off Robert and had gotten up to turn out the lamp and return to bed. She had pulled a single sheet over them and had happily wrapped an arm over her new lover and held him close. He snored softly and she thought how nice it was to have a real man in her bed after all these years. Her mind wandered for a few minu...
This is a new story of which I wasn't quite sure which category to put it under. It's more or less writing itself at the moment and I'm also not sure how much sex there will be. (At this point it could go either way, so for the quick and dirty this may not be suitable and there is no gratification unfortunately in this submission.) -- For a long time peop...
During my senior year in high school, my economics teacher thought it would be a neat little exercise to have us students learn about the world of investments. So she had a couple of local stock brokers come in and give us a couple of presentations. Mutual funds, the stock market, penny stocks, treasury bonds, junk bonds, the works. The number of choices wer...
Authors Note: This will be the final part to this story that is trying to raise awareness about male rape considering that on Literotica the majority of the stories are about rape so my soul aim for this was to raise awareness that males go through it too. In this final part we see the appearance for some characters out of Sherlock and some homages to the pr...
Tuesday Morning. Jean had arranged a meeting in the Center with six of her friends. Pat, the cataloger who had worked a lot with Jean in Sotheby's and the television programmes. An Aunt and niece, Isabel and Val, who had also worked with Jean at Sotheby's and the television programmes. Lady Margie Watson, who was also on the television programmes but she w...
Later that week Abby took a day off to drive over to Coolton Grange. She wanted to pick Richard's brains a little, and felt that time with Maggie would give her some relaxation. Richard was a mine of information about many things, but what gave Abby great hope was his mention of refrigerated transport. The slaughter house in Paverton could do the transport,...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With some occasional historical exceptions, all other places, events, and persons, are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, livi...