Chapter 13 — Commencement August 1974 It was four in the Saturday afternoon of August 24. Jim was in the driver's seat and Hildy was next to him in the passenger's bucket seat of the '71 Mercury Cougar that Douglas Chemical had sold to him. They were in the parking lot of the Erie Canal Inn as about a dozen people surrounded the car, wishing them well. A...
The Mediterranean sun was reaching its noon heat when the resort owners finally left their rooms on the top tier of the three floors surrounding the pool centred courtyard. As they stood looking down on the men, women, and teenage girls below they couldn't resist a thrill of excitement. Although the majority were regular visitors, some had brought daughters...
Chapter 1 Ian and Bernie and Moving When I was growing up in Toronto, a bunch of us kids at Lord Kitchener Elementary used to hang together almost every day. We lived in the west end of the city, near a golf course. In the summer, we played on the school grounds ... usually baseball. In the winter, when it snowed, we often took our toboggans to the golf cou...
Note: If you haven't already, read the previous chapters of That New Guy, which are prequels to this story. *** The Monday morning after the sex-filled weekend (or sex-filled Sunday night, in Rachel's case) found both Rachel and Meg lying in bed, rehashing their multiple, highly-satisfying orgasms, prior to their alarms even going off. Finally, Rachel got...
James stepped into the warm flow of water letting it sooth his tired body. It had been an arduous journey home this time from school. Bad weather and flight cancellations made the normal six hour trip take nearly twenty. He even had to take Uber to get from the airport to the condo he and his mother now shared. She was in San Francisco for a few days dealing...
(c) by fanfare - present -[date=2006] "....... Robert, I swear to God that I would never betray you with another man......." - flashback -[date=1998] Hospital scene when I first saw Byron, my son, suckling at Megan's breast in the hospital bed. Our young daughters were oohing and aahing at the sight of the newborn. Our close friends, Deborah and Penel...
It was back in the forties, a more innocent time. It was the summer after I graduated from high school and I was eighteen. I was not as worldly and knowing as most young men are today. Mrs. Bronson hailed me from across the street. "I just made me a fresh squeezing of lemonade. Stop in and have a drop." When walking uptown, I always waved to Mrs. Bronson...
I wrote this story in three parts. You may want to read the first two before reading this one. Again, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. * Jim speaks again: As I lay in my bed and watched the nurses I couldn't help but think about Marie. I remembered her saying how she wanted to become a nurse, a physi...
Everyone depicted in a sex scene is 18 or older. This is the sequel to Handsome, which can be found on Literotica under Paris Waterman. Handsome Goes to College deals with the resumption of his porno enterprise and subsequent move to the west coast to expand his film making. ***** Prologue Monday morning I was sitting in my Geometry class, killing time...
Chapter One Meghan Every Thursday morning at eleven the quiet buzzer goes off in the small waiting room and I go through the second door into Stella's office. She's my shrink. For the next fifty minutes I sit in her comfortable leather armchair and talk into space, sometimes barely aware of her sitting in a similar chair to my left. I rarely cry, rarely ge...