I was on the run, legging it, on the toe, whatever way you looked at it I was running for my life. I wasn't fleeing a crime scene, I haven't killed anyone or robbed their bank, I was running from a woman. Mignone was her name and I met her at a party that now I wished that I hadn't gone to, and with each kilometre I put between myself and her I regretted the...
Author's Note: When I first started lurking on Lit years ago there were certain types of LW stories that easily got my hackles up. One of the worst was the cheating wife on her deathbed confessing all her indiscretions to her husband to ease her conscience. Sometimes she'd tell him, but other times she was even more heartless and just wrote him a letter. Thi...
Hi! Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: I don't like writing wank porn. I want to write full-fleshed stories with plot, character, drama and tension. This is chapter 5 of what I hope will be a long ongoing story, but I will only write additional parts if people want to read them. Events in this chapter pick up right after the end of...
I knew some thing was wrong when I heard my wife call my name. I was half asleep and sort of half pissed because she was so late. She had gone to a movie with her sister. I was wide-awake when I heard the sound of her voice again. I glanced at the clock, it was almost three AM. I ran down the hall and saw her lying on the floor just inside the front door. I...
It took 2 days for Damian to reply to the latest video. She half expected him to yell at her for going too far. She had just stepped out of her bath tub wearing only a thin towel around her exquisite body. Sitting down at her dining table she opened her e-mail and prayed he didn't want a divorce. "GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! Hey, Sweetheart! Kisses from Landmine cen...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to 'Roomers' is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I've slipped in enough back-story so that you don't have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you're a 'Roomers' virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two poi...
I despise myself. I have allowed myself to get carried away and done some despicable things. I hardly recognise who I am anymore. How could I have let things get this far? I am resolved to tell Will that I can't entertain his friends at my home anymore. It is hot but it's not right. It sickens me that I can whore myself in my own home but it is worth it when...
It was on the Thursday evening that Jade and Eva went to the keep fit class in the gym. Neither of them expected to have anywhere near as much fun as at the swimming pool but the both realised that they did need the exercise. Jade selected a pink leotard and Eva a yellow one and they walked to the gym wearing dresses that were so short that their butts were...
Central Texas, early May, 1967 Placement Office The Camaro turned into the parking lot and eased up to an empty space beside the sign that proclaimed "Taylor University, Placement Office, 9:00-4:30, M-F". The driver moved the Hurst shifter to neutral and set the parking brake, but didn't turn the key off. The exhausts burbled a promise of power with a pres...
*All character engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18, in case it's not obvious or mentioned. *This is a long story intended to span many chapters, please go back and read the previous chapters or else this won't make a lot of sense. If you are looking for a quick fix this probably won't be for you. This story gets violent and reads like a jumble...