Author's note: This is part 5 of a six part story. The central theme is a version of the movie Groundhog Day. Sorry for the delay, but this chapter has a lot of moving parts and it took me longer to put together than anticipated. Friday July 15th, 2016 Day 1403 "What is love? Baby don't hurt me....don't hurt me....no more" I slowly sat up in bed. I fina...
He was something of an enigma, when we were younger. When we first met. Maybe because he wasn't the typical kid next door. Maybe, too, because as soon as you met Dalton Rand you knew there was something about him worth knowing, something almost bigger than life. I say that because there seemed to me to be an inextricable connection between the Dalton Rand...
We were in Japan staying at her family home. It was afternoon and her mother and cousins were preparing a meal. Our help was not needed, we'd been told- we'd been in the way- and Akemi and I repaired to the bedroom to prepare our stuff. We had either just arrived or were leaving the next day, anyway needed to organize our luggage, such as it was. Not a big j...
Living in New York City -- NYC - is different in many ways. Unlike so many other places, NYC is almost all concrete. It is expensive. It is busy, noisy, and loud. Most of all, New York is a vertical city. We live piled up on top of each other in tall buildings, in tiny apartments. This insane overcrowding explains why we New Yorkers are both outgoing and p...
Stereotypes are an unfortunate fact of human life, I'm afraid. We've all got them about other people, and they have them about us. However, I don't think they should be discounted because most of them have their source in some obscure truth. My name is Jefferson O'Shea. A young Irishman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved to the Province of Ontari...
In dealing with the death of a loved one, a person knows that they are going to have rough times ahead. I recently found out that it can be somewhat worse if the person you lost is a World War II veteran. My grandfather was born into a terrible family situation. His father had been killed by one of his uncles before he was born. His mother did not want him...
February 2019. Maja Allen. I lay on Spike's bed, staring at the ceiling. It was my eighteenth birthday. I was sad and alone. I'd been working earlier in the day, serving on the counter at Burger World, when Bex and Roz came in. I'd tried to get away, making for the back room, but they'd seen me and shouted my name. "Happy birthday, Maja," said Bex, k...
Scenario : The West In The 22nd Century (The ideas in this story are merely fictions of the future. They are not meant to cause offence to anyone, whether Jewish, Muslim, 'western', 'eastern', religious etc. Read with an open mind. I posted Chapter 5 of this story on Literotica in 2007 under the title of 'Discovery Of The Real America', in which the lead...
Things to Do in Denver When You're Almost Dead Synopsis: A quiet self-effacing college history professor encounters the woman of his dreams during a plane flight from Hell. The girl he secretly loved throughout High School that never noticed that he existed! Does their belated relationship stand a chance twenty years later? Sex contents: Some Sex Genre: R...
It was over. Sunlight poured down, overwhelmingly bright after the darkness. There was an unnatural silence that chilled even his soul. No sounds of traffic, no babbling of school children, running in packs, only the wind. He walked through the bodies, strewn where they had been overcome. Their deaths had been horrible ordeals of screaming and convulsions....