I had run a bit late in getting to Reagan Airport, but fortunately, the outside luggage check-in had no line, so I quickly checked my bag and headed toward security. The line for security wasn't too bad either, nothing like the winding snakes I often would hit in Terminal B, so by the time I made it to my gate, I still had an hour before flight time. I grabb...
A Military transport DC-130 Hercules travels over the South China Sea from the Philippines. The weather was torrential outside as a storm corrupted the ocean below. Within the plane were roughly 34 passengers. Civilians and Military alike. Some of more interest than others. Looming in the back of the plane sat a unity of uniformed Officer's. Names of impo...
I wasn't looking forward to this flight. I hate flying cross country. It's long and the planes are usually packed. I was fortunate that I had found a straight flight, no stops or layovers. As I settled in my seat, all the way in the back, I tried to relax. This was going to be a red-eye flight so I hoped to get a little rest along the way. As the plane fille...
As always this story is fiction and the product of a sick and demented mind. The characters are entirely made up, even the ones that arn't. So if you don't like the story, call someone who gives a rat's ass. Harry Dick, well-known Private Investigator and pervert, was on his way to LeGuardia. He'd gotten a phone call from Washington D.C. asking him to look...
24, July 2000 Dear Isabelle, Maybe I should tell you how damn tired I am, I can barely sleep, I can barely think straight sometimes. The talk is of how they tear you down before they build you back up. What the hell do I need to be broken down to a singled cell organism for? Shaved head, new boots, and a weapon. That is what I have been molded into, move...
This may be the shortest story I will ever submit to Literotica. I will minimize the introduction and only recommend you read the beginning of "My Neighbor Jessica" and possibly "The Tale of Two Strippers" for the proper setting of the background for this true story. My employer was the same as when I met Trish and Tabatha from "Tale of Two Strippers" and th...
Nikki hated to fly at the best of times, but as she stood on the tarmac looking at the airplane they had provided for her for this trip, she shook her head in disbelief. "They have got to be kidding." In front of her was plane not much bigger than her car, actually, her limousine was probably bigger and a damn sight more stable. It would probably fly faste...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 16n: Spanish Honeymoon Part 14 Paul. I hoped nothing had happened to Jenny. I could feel my stomach muscles tighten when I thought of the way Rogers' hand had rested on her ass cheeks. I looked back over my shoulder at the shoebox. Perhaps he had just forgotten it. No. That was unlikely. He had only brought that and the map on...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] [No celebrities were harmed in the writing of this composition. This account, of course, is purely harmless fiction; none of these people did or would do any of these actions.] * What's the old, tired, expression: "Well, it was a tough job, but SOMEONE had to do it!" My...
"Ugh" I express out loud at the news I hear as I walk into the mission briefing. Todays flight will be with passengers. Apparently a goodwill flight for the Communications Group. Sounds to me like a bunch of people that have no idea what is going on and I was looking forward to lounging around and sleeping on this flight. Oh well! I find out our receivers...