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Ok part three of Leverage Parker's first time story hopefully should only be one more part after this maybe two again hope you all enjoy the story feedback you might have send to [email protected]. Leverage is a fictional story made up for TV, I have no contact with the writer's producers or creators of the show and am not ripping off or taking profit from u...
CHAPTER ONE: Before Sunset He decided to run the mask through two more rinse cycles than he ran with the rest of the costume. Washing the head-piece was usually the most important part of laundry day. He spent so much time breathing in his own breath through the thing that he really didn't need a three-day-old body-funk included. He knew this from experienc...
Author's Notes: Sorry it has been so long. Thanks to a certain Anonymous for kicking my ass in the comments. You made me pick up the gauntlet. So, what happens next is partly your fault. Thanks to my lady love to convince me to forgo the easy way out in favor of the true cyberpunk spirit, and last but by no means least thanks go out to bikoukumori, for po...
It was getting complicated trying to keep Amber satisfied. It's not the bad kind of complicated where it gets too much to handle and such, but it's the complicated where there is a plethora of information to keep track of. Let me explain. Amber is the "daughter" of nine "daddies" from the sleepy college town we live in. These nine business men put their mo...
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under (c) copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only being submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. House Calls -- Part V The window reverberated with the beat of the rain as the sky thundered above. Winds tore at the newly sprouted trees...
6 Monday morning Angel wasn't in the mood to head to class. He knew that Parker would find his way and get Buffy. 'Why did I have to kiss her? You know why, because you like her. Does she feel the same way about me?' Angel knew that if he didn't go to class that Buffy would get suspicious. He heard a knock on the door and wondered who it was. As he made it...
Belton, Texas, 1989 Cactus Sports Bar was the busiest place on a Sunday and owner of the hottest wings west of the Mississippi. It was pregame, the sounds of Ton Loc's 'Funky Cold Medina' rocking the bar. "Hey Parker, we call this the 'Dwight Clark shelf.' You have to reach up way high," Randy the bartender teased. "Oh that is so cruel," Linda sympath...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
The idea from this story came from tapeworm, and it was heavily outlined by demos. I owe nearly everything here to them. -- Parker Marson spent every day after school in the basketball locker room. At Toriville High School, basketball was the most important sport. The games were always packed, the pep rallies were wild, and the basketball players were the...