I’d be the first to tell you that this private eye business isn’t half of what it’s cracked up to be, Half? Not even a tenth. Most of my time I’m mashing ass in my broom-closet office over Wing Yee’s Oriental Garden on Wentworth, waiting for the phone to ring and wondering whether Yee will let me put another order of pork fried rice on the cuff again and lis...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. As if giving my story and I your applause, please give me the support of your vote. Charlotte finally finds the perfect exercise to lose weight. Charlotte is fat. She's fat, fat, fat. Sometimes wanting to pull her hair out of her head and scream, she doesn't like being fat. In a television and internet video filled w...
June 5, 2067 I woke to the sound of our cabin door's soft, pneumatic closing. I opened my eyes just in time to see my wife come into our spacious living quarters. We had five rooms which was nearly unheard of. Besides the large double-sized bedroom, we had a living room, an observation room and another room, that currently was being used only for sto...
I was driving home from work and pulled into my driveway. The new neighbor next door came over and stood by my car as I parked. "Hi Rich, how are you today? she said with a smile on her face. My new neighbor was a tall brunette. In fact, she was taller than me. I'm 6 feet tall. She has long sexy legs and always wears tight revealing clothes. Some of the ot...
This story is part of an ongoing series. 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...
Tammy starts working on her own android, Angelo, McKay makes a demand that takes Sam and Tammy by surprise, and he is even more surprised by their reaction... (-) Confirming Carter Book Three, Changes Chapter Six Interior-Bedroom 0545 Hours Sam rolled over, her hand reaching out toward Tammy, only to find empty space. She felt around for a moment, then...
Hi Literotica people, In response to some of the posts about this story (only the 2nd thing I've ever written) This is a repost of Sundown after being edited by DB448 I truly must admit that he did a masterful job of smoothing out my many rough edges, but doing it in such an unobtrusive way that it didn't change any of the story's flow. Several (well act...
Ros's story Why I was called Rosamund, I'll never know! Perhaps something to do with my mother's passion for horses, or my father's fondness for Schubert! Nothing to do with roses - I could never be compared to a rose! I was brought up during the second world war and was regarded as something of a tomboy. I was into athletics and keep fit, and all that sor...
Ever since I was a little girl I, Amy, wanted to be a Mom. I played with dolls every day, my large ornate dollhouse was my best present ever, I loved babysitting for neighborhood or family kids, and I was unabashedly feminine. I guess that I was a throwback. I honestly -- I cannot repeat this more -- honestly am proud of all of the women who are great athlet...
Jeremiah watched as Justine walked away and wished that he could kill her even if it meant his own death. He could have given a rat's ass about the hierarchy. He hated her. He hated her inner strength and her control, he hated everything about her and that hate extended to Quinn. He felt a sharp bite on his leg, looked down and saw Buddy looking up at him wi...