Kirstin walked into the department feeling on edge, her eyes scanning coworkers she passed by, looking for any smirks, raised eyebrows, quick avoiding glances, anything that might hint at Alan sharing the story of her humiliating experience at the warehouse. She almost bumped into people due to focusing her attention on listening rather than what was in fron...
Edited by Dankmemez Chapter 4 Three weeks flew by after Blaze's friendship with Elyssa and with Rebecca dropping him off at the library almost every day, he and Ely spent a lot of time together. Over the weeks, they stopped getting on each other's nerves and grew quite fond of each other. Blaze still teased her, but both knew that it was just friendly bant...
This is an entry in the 2008 Lit Halloween Contest. Copyright © Leslumens. If this story appears anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission. The fourth page is only a couple of paragraphs, so I hope the page count doesn't scare you away. Δ~~~~~~~~~~Δ The janitor was far from surprised to see...
I could tell that something was up between Beth and Andy as soon as I walked back into the living room. There was the sound of frenetic activity just after I closed the back door on my way in. And when I came through the door to the living room with the beer Beth had sent me to get, I could sense the tension in the room. I didn't think about it too long at t...
July 1916 Bethan Phillip was reluctant to send a telegram home to announce his unexpected arrival: the appearance of the telegram boy was viewed as an ill omen now at home. This would be particularly the case with the battle raging across in France. He had heard that over sixty thousand British and Empire soldiers had died on that first morning as he watc...
So here's chapter three. I want to thank everyone again for their reviews. I'm worried, though, that you might get irritated with me in the next couple of weeks. The company I work for has had a shakeup and I might be putting in more hours until things settle down. This means I might not be able to update in two weeks as I had planned. I will continue to lea...
Merton sobbed. Great. Whacking. Heart sucking, lung destroying sobs. He curled inwards on himself, his arms wrapped around his shins. He sobbed - and then choked out a loud, blubbery: "What the absolute livery fuck?" The space surrounding the transparent cocoon of life sustaining dragon-shifted cells that sheathed his naked, goo-slick body was filled with...
The Warrior stood, a grey shadow in the midst of dark edifices. His hand clenched about the vulgar blade he bore unfettered from his scabbard, a glittering shine dancing across its slitted contours. The thing moved with a micron's wobble, as though the deadly tip were balanced on a string by an unseen pendulum swinging high above the overcast fog. He turned,...
A preface to the whole concept: Formal vows don't make a marriage. This is a loving wives story! ***** A Fathers and Daughters Trilogy By Jedd Clampett I've read lots and lots of Loving Wives stories, but I can't think of one, except, damn it, D.Q. Steele's "Separate Vacations", that targeted what might be 'the major factor' in a wife's misbehavior. If y...
In 1984, I worked a summer job as research assistant for my brother-in-law, Richard, a forestry professor at Boise State University. The job, conducting pine bark beetle surveys, took me into the wilderness four days each week, and during my time off, I stayed with Rich, my sister Abbey, and their young children, Chloe, 3, and Luke, newborn. June 4th was m...