It's prom season and being the dork I am, the only person available that will go with me is another cast off from the student population. Her name is Louise Johnson. To most people she's known as 'Looney Louise'. She wears clothes that don't fit; hair designs not yet invented by man, and is the biggest buffoon in the class. I can't decide to ask her or just...
"The citizens of the great State of Mississippi," Stuart Whitman loved the sound of that phrase each and every time he said it in front of a television camera, "must be certain that the gaming industry they have voted for is run cleanly, fairly, and transparently. Beyond the reach of organized crime, answerable to the people. And as Attorney General, it is m...
Hey Guys, I know it's been a while, and I apologize but things have been crazy hectic. A heartfelt gratitude to all the votes and comments, it's the reason I'm continuing this story, y'all convinced me. I was just going to leave the story where it was for the time being, but after all the comments and messages I knew I couldn't. Thanks for the heads up...
It was dark when I woke. The room was cold. The fire had gone out in the Franklin stove because I had neglected to damp it down for the night. I could see the water vapor in my breath when I exhaled. I opened the stove and saw there were a few embers glowing on the grate. I shoveled the ashes into the pan, stuffed some old newspapers and kindling into the...
The Garbage Queens, pt 2 *Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. There are mistakes; expect to find many of them. Chapter 26 Mrs. Kim and her two sons, Buddy and Bobby Kim, and her d...
Note: The first part has published, and I can see a difference in how Literotica's Preview handles formatting vs. how the production process does. Something in the latter converts an en dash into a pair of hyphens even though it's a standard character. I'm sorry about that. I hope you can overlook the awkwardness. I'll see if I can do something to avoid it i...
A heartfelt thank you to my editors Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for their unvaluable hard work and insight, you guys are the best! DESTROYER Tommy Balagan was six when he discovered he was color blind. He lived in a world painted in shades of brown, bronze, blue and beige. His Dad, Carl caught him eating moldy party food leftovers and took him to a clinic;...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Tommy MacElroy lay awake, not by choice, but because his wife's snoring was entering the third phase. It would stay at Phase Three for a few moments, a deep rumbling snore on each intake of breath, and then enter Phase Four. Phase Four was a...
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I was bereft. Meg, my wife of 24 years, had died of cancer. At age 45, I found myself a widower. For weeks after the funeral I would come home from work and rattle around inside the big empty house and cry and feel sorry for myself. The kids would call once or twice a week, but they were grown and moved away and had their own lives. Their occasional calls st...