It has been a while since my last submission and I hope this that's all about me offering "extras" at photo shoots makes the wait worthwhile. I really have tried everything I can to get Lit. to publish my photos, as they used to, but nothing works. Any help you can give, evem just sending a mail when you look at my bio, really would be greatly appreciated....
If you've read the previous eight parts you'll know the score, so you can skip the rest of the intro and go straight to the action. If you haven't read them I'd strongly suggest you do. You see the accounts flow naturally and are intrinsically linked, so they really do need to be read in the sequence I wrote them. Whatever way you do read them, though, enjo...
I've started writing a series of accounts about my life in London; mainly true accounts, with just a little embellishing here and there. They're about my sex life to be precise, but then what other type of life is written about on Lit? A biography I suppose, but a short one and an unfinished one. Is it arrogant for a, nearly, twenty one year old to write a...
Lydia regained her senses a few minutes later. The three men had pulled out of her body but Vikash seemed to have some strength left. He carried her to the detention corner with cells for the arrested people. He used manacles to tie her to the bars of a cell door, leaving her hanging freely. The stress on her shoulders was terrible and she woke up quite fast...
It didn't begin as her other days had for the last two years. Today there was a charge in the air. Since Leigh turned thirty, two weeks ago, she promised herself to loosen up and try new things. She finally got rid of that so-called man in her life, the cheating bastard. She was too good for him anyway, and it was time for a change. She has been taking baby...
Outside the restaurant, I said, "Now we get you a little bit drunk." She guffawed. "You think I need help getting wild?" There was a line of Taxis queued in front of a hotel on the same block, so we went over and stood in line. It was a short wait to get to the front. As the next cab was pulling up, I opened my shoulder bag and pulled out a bra and a pair...
I was setting at the bar of a local dance club that catered to an older more mature crowd enjoying the music and watching the people have a good time. Thursday was salsa night so the music and the crowd had more of a Latin flavor which was fine with me even though I usually prefer old school R&B music. I had finished two beers and had just switched to bourb...
"Hey guys, sorry, we've been working over the new numbers with the bean counters. I'm afraid we won't get to join you tonight for dinner, we'll be staying late and making sure we can cover the entire scope...have you ordered lunch yet?" Tom asked as he and Bill sat with Mary and Jack. "Yeah, we ordered. Let's do the hibachi place tomorrow since that's our p...
Where do I begin? I don't want to assume too much, but you did say that you wouldn't mind if I wrote a fantasy as long as I let you read it. If it seems corny or something, try not to laugh. You are really the first person, outside my best friend, to read something I have written in front of me. And I've known him for over a decade. I have some stuff on the...
Castle Argyle, Eastern Aglaia Rafe Sinclair, the eighth Duke of Argyle, and known to all as the Wolf of the East, sat watching the festivities in his castle with a brooding frown. He had many causes to celebrate. His lands were prosperous and well defended. He was wealthy beyond imagining. He was devilishly handsome. It was time for the annual boar hunt, wh...