Chapter 9. "Getaway" Topic: I'm so sorry... Private Message to: Bella_HER From: ChazWazzle I'm so sorry... Sent: July 26, 2016, 9:12pm PST Dearest Bella, First off, thank you for responding. >>> It's been hard for me to keep up with all of your messages, Charlie, and it's never a good idea to call Jason (AKA my boss) on the phone and vent...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I've had a long standing love of Irish lasses. Their eyes, complexion, smiles have always warmed my heart, and a few have broken it. Constructive criticism as always is welcome in the comments, others will be dealt with in the usual manner. ***** "You know, we should spend the night in tonight."...
Cassie tapped her knuckles on the door. "Are you ready in there?" "Almoosttt...I just can't..." and then the voice -- Reema's -- trailed off. Moments later, the change room lock snapped open and Reema stepped out. Cassie clapped her hands. "Ah! You look awesome-tastic." Reema looked down at her barefoot form. She wore a very snug pair of Marcelo Burlon...
Notes Hi! Here's the third installment of Field Trip Follies! Thanks, Literotica author Laurie, for the inspiration and spell-checking! The characters Lindsey Foster and her family were created by Laurie. Please go to Laurie's page and read her stories, "The Sun Felt Good On My Back" and "While Lindsey Is Away", for more stories about Lindsey and her famil...
Steve Nolan walked briskly into the room, conscious of the lesser gravity, careful to walk easy so as to avoid the tendency to bounce with each step. He didn't stop or greet anyone; he strode straight to the podium. A table sat next to the podium and he opened his phone, setting it on the table, aimed at the wall behind him. The wall was transformed into a v...
It was well before daylight on an early January morning as the motorcyclist sped through the darkened streets of the university town on the Central California coast. The streets were wet from the night's heavy rain. She had been riding for about half an hour down from her house, high in the hills above the town, with no regard for speed limits, loving the ru...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. ***** Gary took Carmen into the house and gave her t...
Authors Notes: To appreciate The D'Orgasmic Chronicles, one should have a familiarity with Cherry Takes on the NFL and The Screamer series. As these characters came to life, the stories demanded that they become combined into this series. I hope you will enjoy and I look forward to your feedback. Disclaimer: No celebrity appearances in this series are in...
It didn't take long to shower and change in the locker room at the dive shop. This time, I put on my string bikini. The shark motif made this suit my favorite, even though they had to be very small to fit on the triangles of fabric that made it up. I smiled as I checked it in the mirror; I rocked this outfit! I pulled a long, thin T-shirt over my head and pu...