River spent most of her time outdoors. There were few indoor places that she really wanted to be. When she had to be home, she hid in her room with a book and headphones on, trying not to hear her parents fighting. She could barely remember times that they weren't fighting. The woods around her house were more her home. She did have friends—well, primarily...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story involves the characters introduced in "The Bridesmaids' Revenge" although it can be rea...
It started with a phone call, at most inopportune time. My cell phone was blowing up while I was demonstrating my patented hucklebuck position to my cute neighbor; Jill. The constant clattering of the phone vibrating across my night stand became too much for me to ignore anymore. "Hello?" "Who's this?" a female voice inquired. "Whose phone did you call? I...
I asked a girl out last night. What I really said was "would you care to go for a walk when you're through here?" She was counting down the till in the little pizza place I'd found in my hungry loneliness... We had talked a bit while I ate, & she was oh so polite, smiling coyly sometimes as she walked by. I'd been seated close to the till, which made it...
Ver 2.2 © 2018 Literocat * Promises! They often lead to trouble, pain and rarely to pleasure, my son. This is a true story — well, most of the exciting, or life threatening parts are true. Years ago, after I took a college friend for a thrill ride in my beautiful, legendary sports car, a Triumph TR-3, he bought a TR-4A. Not a 4 that was on par with my 3, n...
This story is the second in a series of events that have actually taken place over the last two years. Although names are fictitious to protect the ‘not-so-innocent’, places and events are factual. I have put ‘pen to paper’ for three reasons: i) to preserve the images and memories in our minds; ii) to share the images with you. Had I not experienced these ev...
Authors note: I would like to personnally thank Little Cloud (Cloudy) for helping me with the translations used in this story. It was my hope to better personalize it, as well as authenticate this story for your enjoyment. So again, my thanks to her for doing this for me. It was nearly time. He would soon make his own way to the place of his fathers. A plac...
Here's one that's genuinely true, "warts and all" as they say... My wife has never shown any signs of wanting anything "extramarital" and although I'd dearly love to see her with another man I've never discussed it with her for fear of the repercussions. In light of recent events I now feel rather stupid . Emma has an old university friend called Tim who's...
I had rented a cottage on a remote hillside in yorkshire for three weeks while I wans finishing a book I was editing. One evening I decided to take a walk across the hill and watch the sunset over the bay. As I walked I daydreamed and by the time I had watched the sun sink over the bay and the red streaked clouds darken to purples and violets in the twilig...
"I'm Bi-sexual" said Kelsey, even though she had never been with another woman before. Candice was a little surprised by the tall and slender woman sitting next to her and the revelation she just admitted too. Candice too was bi-curious. Yes, she had on occasion, made out with a girl, even played with their boobs, but never anything more than that. It all...