CHAPTER ONE: Before Sunset He decided to run the mask through two more rinse cycles than he ran with the rest of the costume. Washing the head-piece was usually the most important part of laundry day. He spent so much time breathing in his own breath through the thing that he really didn't need a three-day-old body-funk included. He knew this from experienc...
My name is Oliver, Oliver Jackson and I am married to Victoria. We have been married for fourteen years. We were married when we were both in our early twenties; we have two children, Keith and Russell who are now into their teenage years. I work for an accountants firm and my wife Vicky works for a local automotive parts distributor as an account manager....
Prologue Keene stared up at the ceiling and contemplated the darkness. He was safe, at the compound, tucked under the covers in a warm bed as snugly as a babe in its crib. He could dream the dreams long forgotten by a very different man, in a very different place and time. Dare he consider himself so lucky...to dream dreams and plan for the life he never th...
Hello all, for those who remember me, it's been a while. While I was writing The Loners, I mentioned that I was working on a very large project. This is that project. This is the first few hundred pages of the first of four books, which is currently vastly incomplete at this time, so I apologize for the abrupt ending this has. (This is also my 4th rewrite of...
Philip Johnson Prologue An advisory to Literotica readers. This is a very long story involving photography for the first few chapters, and yes I do know that concept has been beat to death. I do hope that i've managed to give that idea a fresh treatment, and you'll stay with the story to see where things go. Good reading, Thornapple. Owen was forty one,...