Roberta walked slowly down the long, lonely hospital corridor. She hated this walk She had made it daily for weeks. In a room at the end of the corridor lay her husband of forty odd years. It physically pained her to come here and sit by his side every day. He was unresponsive and already far, far away from the world they had shared together. Even coming he...
[Late 2007 -- The Pacific Northwest] Harp the bartender walked over to me. "Del, I heard a good one yesterday," he said. "How do you get virgin wool?" "I don't know, Harp," I said. Harp replied, "From ugly sheep." I groaned. "Bad, Harp," I said. "Slow day today. Only one other person here." "She's a regular," he said. "She looks down to me, man. Gets dr...
A sampler of tales that I have written or are about to write. * * * * * As winter approaches, the world embraces the joys of this holiday season. Even in the sleepy, yet mysterious hamlet of Remmington, California, the jubilee is celebrated in it's own unique & sometimes grisly manners. Let's me guide you on a tour to visit some of the residents of the com...
CHAPTER 1 Two days after losing his $110,000 sales manager position in the wake of the world economic downturn killing sales of new pickups, Harrison Daniels was in a bar thinking. Two hours earlier his wife, already packed up, had taken off with their two kids from her previous marriage. He was sad about the kids going because they were likeable. The thir...
Dear Mistress Snow, "I love my wife. She is my best friend. I don't want to be here on Lit. I want to be on her clit. She turns away from me in bed. Sometimes I hear her crying. Help me, please." Lonely in London Hi Lonely, This is my story. I haven't had intercourse in more than 10 years. Am I singing the blues? Hell no. Ever heard of "outercourse?" If y...
Summary: A list of terms to aid in understanding the activities and nature of sissies and cock suckers. Note 1: The author's source material isn't Webster's Dictionary or anything similar, but is drawn from many years of interest in matters sexual and countless conversations, both spoken and online, with other perverts. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and...
Arcane Saint Joseph is the name and wickedness is the nature of my game. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man from the city of Boston who's currently vacationing in Atlanta, Georgia. I've been hearing a lot of good things about Atlanta. So many great things about it. In the fall, I'm going to attend Morehouse College. It's a college which focuses on the...
Lately, Eva was left to her fantasies to warm her on the lonely nights that Anthony worked late. She began writing her lustful thoughts in a diary kept just for her eyes, in the hopes that one day she would have the courage to act on those fantasies with Anthony. In the meantime she kept them as fodder for her own moments of self pleasure. At first the fanta...
It never ceases to amaze me, the amount of things that mortals get wrong about my kind. For example, here's the one that irks me the most. Fallen Angels and demons aren't at all the same thing. When I fell from Heaven, it was because, like many of my brothers and sisters, I got fed up with Our Father's favoritism toward the talking monkeys He recently create...
Disclaimer: This story is not a "Stroke Story". This story is about adultery and emotions. So, if you want a stroke story, please save yourself the disappointment and back-page before reading any further. This story in no way reflects my personal life. All the characters, and their behavior are purely fictional. As always, this story is my property, and m...