Elizabeth eased right into the family routines fairly well. She no longer glanced away if one of us was doing Ma in the yard. Instead, she would smile and wave on her way to fetching water or digging in the garden. Elizabeth also seemed at ease with her own nudity, to the point where she would often initiate conversations dealing with sex and such. It seemed...
Get up Saturday, receive a phone call – tell Vanessa what it is, ask her if she could be my PA. Explain to her what she has to do and go shopping on Sunday for clothes for her. Skip to Monday to attend the meeting. I woke up at 10am, expecting a relatively quiet Saturday; it was then that I remembered the night before, and the unexpected arrival of my siste...
There was no other way to describe the scene in my apartment than utter mayhem. My living room was in shambles, one brother on the floor totally incapacitated, the other being choked out by Tariq and me Pa was wielding a baseball bat and shouting obscenities. I had to intervene. I ran in screaming; "WAIT! DADDY WAIT! LET ME EXPLAIN!" It took me twenty minu...
*Note: I am a great fan of these books but those who have read the series know that Laura is a child at the beginning of the series. I have taken the liberty of making Laura eighteen years old so that she can tell her story of learning how to become a loving wife on the prairie. I am also using the visuals of the actors that portrayed the members of the Litt...
Part 1. David Barclay When checking and clearing old files from my PC I came across this story I'd written at the time when the events described here were happening. I've no great pretensions as an author, but since I read stories here at literotica I decided to submit part 1. It's in several parts so let's see how part1 is received. The events are broadly...
It was a chill early spring day shortly after dawn when the first major change in thirteen years came to Mackey Station. "Pa," Mike said, interrupting his father in the middle of servicing the spinner. Bob looked up, finding Mike standing a couple of meters away with his hands thrust deep into his overalls' pockets and his eyes fixed uncertainly on the fro...
"Rashala!" Gen suddenly had a look of deep concentration on her face, "you're her daughter? I thought I had heard that you were in the last battle of the war. Yes father, I can see the resemblance." Gen rushed forward to embrace her niece, Rashala still in shock could only stand there while Gen gushed over her. "Gen? your name is Gen? Mother told me her sis...
I suppose the heading gave away some of the plot but then I'm not a novel writer, in fact this site has my only submissions. So at least be nice! ***** I grew up during the mini skirt era and always lamented the fact that my wife grew out of the fad and resorted to jeans and track suits. But now I'm a grandfather and as a result of long standing voyeuristi...
-----0----- Note: It order to get the full impact of this story, one must first read Chapter 1 -----0----- The scene is a few days later at a decrepit old farmhouse, the home of Tommy Joe and his Pa. In the front yard is Lester's dilapidated old pick up truck and a shiny new, operating oil well with a huge storage tank. A very attractive young woman, perh...
This is an edited DRAFT. Please keep that in mind when reading this story. There will be errors as I am writer and editor. This will be the last chapter I'll be posting on Lit. I'm writing the last few chapters and I hope to have this story professionally published in its entirety soon. Please follow my bio page for updates. Thank you for reading so far. *...