Cara checked herself out in the mirror and smiled. She looked good. Okay. She looked beyond good. Her rich mahogany brown hair was straightened and styled to flow like liquid chocolate down to her waist. Her choice of cloth for the evening? Leather. Lots and lots of figure-hugging leather. She loved the way her favorite burgundy red leather top accentuat...
Lisa is not her real name - at least it isn't the name her parents gave her. She was born in India and although her name, when she told it to me, was beautiful it was a little more than I was going to be able to wrap my tongue around. Besides, I liked the name Lisa. I liked her legs and I liked her smile. She was forty, maybe a few years older and although i...
John's POV I mentally kicked myself, I had revealed too much too fast and she hadn't taken it well. I got out, reaching under back seat and used the blankets from there to make a place for her to rest. She was shivering, probably a result of shock and the adrenaline crash from everything that had happened. I laid her down on the back seat and tucked her in...
"Dammit!" I slammed the pen down on my desk and ran my hand over my face. Mowing the lawn hadn't helped. Lifting weights hadn't helped. Making – and ruining – a roue three times for my pasta before getting it right hadn't helped. And grading my students' quizzes wasn't helping either. Students. I pulled out my phone and sent the message "Want to scratch s...
Author's note: Hello again! I've been a bit slower at getting this chapter out, due partly to a bout of bad health and not wanting to a repeat of what happened with the last chapter. That brings me to my second point of address; I realised too late (due to my own silliness) that I left behind some errors in the last chapter which may have confused some o...
I leapt and knelt onto the ledge of a ten story building, surveying the chaos below. Now where was-. 'Dusk?' Glancing shortly across, I saw Ravin and Charlotte kneeling next to each other on a slightly shorter building across from mine. Ravin was the curvy one, the one who invaded my thoughts. I knew they could see me nod my head once as I turned my attent...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is not intended. Please do not recopy or re post. This story contains bondage, whipping, and some mild torture. If you oppose this type of behavior, please do not read it. If you enjoy said acts, then enjoy. :) ----------------------------------------------------- My life is very simp...
Foreword: READ THIS FIRST! This is just a bit of fun I decided to write, involving my favorite comic book universe. It is set in a Pre-Flashpoint Earth that's a lot like the continuity was, before Flashpoint happened. You already know not to take it too seriously... right? LOL I wrote this several years ago, but decided to resubmit it here on Lit. Just b...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells (WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY! Once you go Black, you don't go back...unless you are an Amerindian, Arabic, Asian, Black, Indian, Latina, or White girl/guy who...
Moe escorted me out of the restaurant, his sons trailing us. I was exhausted and full, I wanted to get back on the RV and take a nap. "Moe, do you think they'll find Marvin hiding down there?" He helped me get up the stairs as he thought about it. "I don't know. If he does something stupid, they might be able to find him. If he's smart and lays low, he coul...