Chapter 11: Tuesday, Again (still) - The Bootique Less than an hour before, I'd bolted awake to find myself seated on a metal chair with no personal memories to speak of, in a concrete room full of villains and stolen pleasure-droids. So that sucked. Also, my butt had felt like I'd just been reamed and, disturbingly enough, I'd been less concerned about the...
Part 2: Kim walked back into the room and Alex offered to take Kim and me on a plant tour. Alex handed out some safety glasses and gave a quick overview of what we would be seeing. Kim listened intensively and ask a few good questions. Alex led us out of the conference room towards the factory floor. I let Kim walk in front since she hadn't been to the supp...
"OH MY GOD... YES, YOU IDIOT! I SAID I WOULD BE THERE!... that's it Roger. Pound me. Yeahhhhhhh... Just go do some of your wannabe evil stuff, you dork!" My hot as hell stepmom Patty (Patricia Heaton) hurriedly hangs up the phone on my dad (Dr Evil). "God, I love your cock, Roger. Those piercings feel so damn goooooddddddd. Oh my God!" Her eyes roll back i...
Chapter II: Hunting pack In moments of fear, our minds run crazy, quickly searching for a solution... a path to escape... a clear direction to follow, so you can put as much distance between you and the menace that threatens you. Every animal in the taiga is just like us... following the same line of action... from bugs to packs of wolves... they all fear d...
Author's Note: In the summer of 2013, I was on a road trip along the less touristic parts of Europe. This story was inspired by long highway roads and the solitary rest stops along these routes. Hours of driving across barren pastures; some with vegetation, some with wilderness, all mesmerized me. Upon returning from my road trip, I started this story, wrote...
This is a big subject and a long story. Maybe too long for Lit. I contemplated breaking it into two or three parts but haven't. Tell me if you think I am wrong. The faint hearted may not take it on, fuck 'em. Those that do, if they are genuinely interested in both the conflict and adventure of a young woman and an older man and what went on between them, wi...
Authors Note: I wrote this story because I was sick of those 3000 word fuck tales that start of with a guy wanting to fuck and end up with him accomplishing that! In sheer rebellion to this growing trend, I wanted to write an erotic thriller with a complex plot and deep multi-dimensional characters – characters who feel, who think, who have political views...
I guess I should have figured it was going to be a pretty good weekend. Tuesday before she went to work, Bets told me she was going to Ham and Linda's for the weekend. That meant I would be home without her. Not necessarily alone. Things really started to come together when Ruthie stopped by on her way home, knowing this was a Tuesday that Bets worked late....
Bill eased his car forward until the tennis ball hanging from the length of twine touched the windshield, then he shoved the shifter into park and turned the engine of his Jeep Cherokee off. He punched the controller on the visor and the garage door slowly closed behind him, leaving the outside world behind. It was good to be home in his safe and sane refuge...
My name is Mary and I can't believe what has happened to me over the past few weeks. Until recently, my husband Phil and I were the perfect couple pursuing the American Dream. We have two teenage kids, a boy and a girl. We're juggling two careers, me as an operating room R.N. at the local hospital and Phil as an engineer at a large manufacturing plant. We ow...