Caroline Stewart was a 19 year veteran of the FBI stationed in Cleveland, and was the Senior Agent in Charge of the office in the downtown area. She had moved up through the ranks quickly because of her ability to analyze complex situations and to devise solutions that minimized collateral damage. She had participated in many agency raids and was responsible...
This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. For fans of my stories, they know what kinds of things to expect. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal, namely cheating, betrayal, and heartbreak. If stuff like that isn't your cup of tea,...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * Zoa let herself fall to her bunk. "I'm exhausted," she complained. "How did it go with the ropers?" asked her room-mate and friend, who was now officially her temporarily assigned servant. Zoa turned her eyes to him, he was one of the veterans from the Altwar massacre. That's what it had come to be called, th...
Glen began to tenderly lift me off of Mr. Pruit as Clem continued to stare at me. Mr. Pruit looked dazed and embarrassed as he shook himself and raised himself on his forearms. "Before you go downstairs and clean-up, I need your help with Clem. You know how he is!" barked the vice-principal in a no-nonsense voice. I was confused. What help would she need f...
My name is Ray Knight. I am a young black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Currently, I attend Brockton Community College, the largest community college in the state of Massachusetts. It's huge, with six campuses and over twenty five thousand students. The school has campuses in Brockton, Randolph, Bridgewater, Boston, Milton and Avon. It's also got on...
Ed agreed to hang the new drapes in his mother-in-law's luxurious home. The 6'0" tall 35-year-old man with short black hair and a well-toned 170 pound frame needed help so got his friend Pat to help him out. Pat is 5'11" tall and has thick clean-cut brown hair and a 175 pound well toned frame brought over his ladder and two hours later the two men had the dr...
Clarice noticed the tent on her way to work. Its strange curtain flapped in an empty lot next to an abandoned shopping center. She didn't know when the shopping center had been abandoned, nor when the tent had been erected next to it. It was unusual, but Cloverdale had become a town of unusual things. Clarice mulled over the same thoughts as everyone else....
The Chapman farm in the sleepy town of Clinton in upstate New York was a modest operation back in the late 60's, but while the family members did most of the work during the year, come harvest time they needed to hire some outside help. There were a number of such workers who made a circuit of the area farms each summer, usually going back to the same place...
Note: On the surface, this story might seem far fetched and unrealistic, for most of the naive readers out there (see no evil, hear no evil, ha ha ha) but its probably my best researched story on Lit. Intro: Pimp the burbs to keep the Hood from starving * Joshua was born as the last of Samuel Charles' four children. Samuel, his dad was a tough, discipline...
Miranda Harkens closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, the second glass of wine was taking effect, her eyes closing as she drank in the sounds of the night around her. Angela was a long way from home, the scratching and chattering of unseen insects in the undergrowth was not one she was used to hearing in South Wandsworth. She stretched languidly, enjoying...