Disclaimer/ranting: Someone else copyrights these characters; but if Cameron sees this and likes it, feel free to make this into an episode. If you're under 18 you stopped reading after the number and have already skipped ahead to the story. "If I don't see it, it's not illegal."-Homer Simpson. And since this is only a screenplay there's no soundtrack, I was...
Markus and Juliette, More Audience Participation. Part 4 & 5 of the 'Then Something Happened' Series It was several weeks later when another e-mail arrived from Max and again there were two free tickets to an Audience participation show. Juliette was eager to accept the invite. The day arrived and Markus got dressed in his best gear but was rather surpris...
I hope you enjoy this story. Please provide me feedback. This story includes contact between parent and an adult child that may be offensive to some. While not incest, if any contact offends you, please don't read. Edited by DRGRIFFIN, with my thanks! I begin reading Max's Journal I awoke the next morning wanting to read Max's journal all day but couldn'...
Max was bored. She had been gingerly pacing her small apartment since she had been shot the week before. She was no stranger to injuring herself, and was always edgy when cooped up for too long. Fortunately for her fraying patience this was the last morning of her self enforced incarceration. Another big issue was food. Max was not a big cook, in fact she d...
Hi everyone. Well this is the final chapter of King of the Jungle. I would like to make a big apology to everyone. I, in a way, co-wrote this with a friend. Although I wrote the story, she came up with the initial plot. After submitting the second chapter, I read some comments saying that the story was very similar to one by an author called Christine Feehan...
For as long as he could remember Max had wanted to be near female feet. There wasn't a particular reason for it. He wasn't abused by his mother or anything. In fact, if he even tried to touch her feet he was forbidden. The same thing happened with any of her friends or his other female family members. Most boys would take the hint, but not Max. Each rejectio...
"Pull in here," Mikela said. Carla seemed excited. She was out of her seat belt and halfway out the door as Max pulled into a parking spot in front of a thrift store. "No peeking, now," Carla told Max as she stepped down out of the SUV. Whatever the ladies were planning, Max looked forward to it after all of the activities during the previous day. Max could...
Author's Note: Hey guys! Hope you enjoy the beginning to my little ramble. I'm actually not a newcomer to Lit, and my previous tale was very, very well-received. But, as usually happens, unfortunate circumstances prevented me from posting the completed story and I wanted to make a fresh start with a new pen name. I'm actually a little curious if any of my...
The shoes complete the costume: tall black boots with sharp stiletto heels, suede that will cling to my calves and shoot up to the bottoms of my thighs. I've been buying the clothes one by one over the past few months. The first piece was the skirt. Dark purple leather with black snakeskin detail, tight around the wast and only a little looser around the upp...
INTRODUCTION Jonathon Jones grew up loving breasts, being weaned late on a couple of beauties, a succession of nannies baring theirs for him after learning it kept him quiet and then later his older sister Robyn found Jonathon was capable of releasing unbelievable feelings within her by making her sweet pair available to him to play with. The young guy's p...