This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 3 Awakened by Veronica's arm moving across my lower chest, I opened my eyes to into her hair as her head rested on my shoulder. As I inhaled I detected a hint of her shampoo's floral scent. With her embrace and her leg across my hips, the...
Orange County: Personal Trainer * In order to understand the plot, you have to read this as a continuation of Orange County: The Personal Trainer. These are stories in a series set in various locations in Orange County, Southern California, involving professionals like therapists, trainers, real estate agents, doctors and journalists and their sexual encoun...
CHAPTER 1 Two unhappy years post-graduation spent working for his father in a small-town store dealing in rent-to-own furniture, appliances and electronics had convinced McLeod Jones he was becoming brain dead. His father refused to introduce innovations or allow McLeod to modernize the premises and at least half the customers resented dealing with Jones ju...
One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the internet. * Frank Reagan and Erin Reagan had a meeting with the developer and entrepreneur Eric Vaughn. Erin started it off, "Hell E...
~~Julias~~ "Tonight, you're going to communicate with a rat." "Delightful." Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. "Don't like rats?" "I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much." The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias...
All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blablabla... **************************************************************** Sweet dreams are made of thisWho am I to disagree? I travel the worldAnd the seven seas, Everybody's looki...
"About time!" I heard the distorted voice as I slipped back into consciousness. I tried to move my head but stopped short once I felt the blistering pain. "Welcome back to the world." The voice continued to taunt me. I quickly realized I had been handcuffed to a very uncomfortable old chair. "Take your time." The voice continued as I gulped down a few large...
**** -- CHAPTER 5: Malibu -- **** *-- JUNE, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK --* I'd come back to America for a reason, and that reason was to put my old life back together. I knew I wasn't ready to see Taylor just yet, so a trip to Malibu would have to wait a little while. In the meantime, reconnecting with Ashlyn and Joey was priority number one. At the same time,...
I am seated across the breakfast table from my daughter on a Monday morning. She will leave in a few minutes for her job as a barista at a local coffee shop. I am not on the production schedule today, so I have the day off. As we chat amiably, I study her closely, looking for any sign of change. She will enjoy her eighteenth birthday next Sunday and I keep e...
The dream emerged from the depths of her subconscious like a premonition. Although, Jennifer wouldn't become aware of her intuitions until much later when she reflected upon it with a wicked amusement. The fantasy had been building for months; biological needs bubbling up through her body, the desire for human contact developing into a full-on crisis. Jennif...