The technician moved the ultrasound wand over Brenna's belly. On the screen above them, the baby appeared. "Looking good," the technician said. "Is everything okay?" Brenna asked. The technician moved the wand around. "Your fluid looks a little low; I'll measure that in a minute. The placenta's still looking a little problematic, but nothing to worry abou...
Chapter 25: Yellow pussy for breakfast - aged to perfection Melinda, my wife, showered, dressed and ate her breakfast without saying one stinking little word to me. I couldn't decipher anything from her face either. That's how Vietnamese women are. When they're not happy, they clam up instead of pouting or throwing a tantrum the way white women do. I though...
Note: This is my first submission to Literotica and is the first chapter of three. There is little sex in this first chapter. The focus is more upon the main character's discovery that his wife, while he was in a combat zone, gave birth to a child not his. * They say the only thing we can count on in our lives is change. Our life continues to evolve, chang...
So let's start with the basics. I am 29, male, and from the U.S. Until this past year I had not had a physical exam since my high school sports physical. Why would I? I'm in great shape. Besides, like most boys that age, an old Indian guy (my pediatrician at the time) giving me the "turn your head and cough" drill wasn't exactly a huge motivating factor for...
The following story is purely fiction and bears no resemblance to any actual life events. Characters are a work of imagination and do not reflect anyone real, living or deceased, or fictitious, and all are 18+. Please feel free to leave any questions, comments, of concerns, as they will be greatly appreciated. Heads up, Caroline will become referred to as Al...
Wow! Thank you for all the great votes and all the views on my first attempt at a story! Holy-Moly, I feel like a writer... Chapter 2 Natalie sat down at the kitchen table with her dinner. Dressed in an old pair of sweat pants and a tank top, she pushed her food around her plate. "I'm never this picky," she told Jingles. Jingles meowed obnoxiously and lick...
Life with a foot fetish is growing increasingly difficult as I age. I turned twenty one today, and my dad took me to have a few beers at a sports bar. My mom was very against me going, but she had the night shift, so she didn't really talk my dad out of it. I also stopped and got a tattoo on my back, an eagle bursting out of the water of a dark ocean, with t...
I may be repeating but it's better told often than not told at all. Some of the expert writers here, those who should know, discouraged me writing our true stories. They think fiction will sell or true stories will only make it with fiction added. I'm not here to sell anything. I am here to share our many true life adventures saved as small notes and late...
Shortly after my lunch break, the day took a turn for the worse. We got a new patient, two-year-old Dylan who suffered from epilepsy and had been rushed to the hospital by ambulance with high fever and seizures. The paramedics had been able to stop the seizures on their way to the ER but the doctors wanted him to stay for observation so Mike and I admitted h...
PART 9 "LONELINESS" Being depressed and lonely is really boring, I noticed. As I laid face down on my bed in my underwear, I kept trying to come up with a way to get over this funk and move on, but I wasn't having much luck. After a while, I heard my little brother, Spencer, dash into my room. "What's up, Viv?" he asked, obviously trying to help. "Ugh......