The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly and halted as the gold coloured chain locked into its catch. Patterson caught a whiff of Eastern cooking mingled with the scent of Anais Anais...
"Why did you do it Pixie?" You sound mad even through the phone. "Do what Sir?" I feel like I have no idea what You are talking about... "Why did you do that to your HAIR?!?!" Your voice remaining calm but I can still tell You're mad. "I did it because I wanted a change... This was a safe option to things that I could have done? I could have cut my hair...
1. Somewhere deep in the arctic a great beast lies on the floor of an ice cavern held by three chains still striped with bruises from the shaft of a fireplace poker. 2. Lord Hugh Stephen, sat in his chambers by the fire. The sun had just set on Christmas Day and he had a brandy, a fire, and a book. The staff, or most of them, was off for Boxing Day after...
Mal was still asleep when I got up. It was a Sunday so she'd probably bask in her slumber as long as she could. God, she was beautiful as she slept. I stopped and watched her for a moment before going to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Her hair was sprawled out over the pillow and I could barely make out her silhouette beneath it. She was wearing one o...
Note: This story was inspired by Abstruse's delightful Ole Onebreast tale. Thanks Abstruse, for sharing your gifted writing ability with Literotica! The darkness was just lifting as Tim Cooney woke from pleasurable dreams. He had just turned 18 yesterday, and as usual had a morning wood to die for. His fat prick stood out of his striped boxers like a spear,...
Mrs. Teresa Cherry sat in my office as we discussed her case. At that time, I had my Columbus office at Mound and High, and I was doing volume Domestic Relations work. I can't recall how Mrs. Cherry became a client, but I can recall that she was a divorce client and a Filipino. It was a mild joke that she went by "Terry Cherry", she wasn't a dancer. Her husb...
SEPTEMBER 8TH, 2006 It was a placid evening at the Lake Wales Hospice, and the community room was filled with interested viewers of "Best of the Ed Sullivan Show" Tanya, the aide, was leaning against the wall, talking to the Head Nurse. "God, I don't remember Ed Sutherland at all, but when they showed the Beatles, I know about that." The girl turned e...
I sat there with no expression on my face. My wife Celia, had just told me that she had seen a lawyer and was divorcing me. "So, she said, "are you just going to sit there?" "What do you want me to do, get up and dance?" "Don't you even care?" "No, why should I?" "Walter, don't you care that after five years of marriage I am leaving you?" "No I don't....
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. Th...
Luke finished hammering the swing set and stood back to admire the finished project. He'd gone out yesterday, a case of last minute nerves, and bought this crazy concoction to give him something to do and as a welcome home gift to his son. His son. A part of him held back from the idea, just as he'd been holding back from Sarah since she'd told him the tru...