Author's Note: This story contains no explicit sexual content. Miesville, Minnesota December 17, 2019 The light snow crunched under my boots as I stepped out of my truck outside the brown single-story building. "Wiederholt's Supper Club" was in big letters on the left side of the bump-out entrance, "Bar-Lounge-Liquor" on the right. I slammed the door c...
Notes from the author: Hi everyone! Ever since I wrote Life is a Runway - which had a WWII element in its plot - I have been itching to craft a WWII war bride story (with a happy ending, of course: I simply refuse to write anything that is not corny). This obviously implied some serious research on my part and major adjustments to the mores of my usual prota...
It was the end of my last college semester and I wasn't sure what step to take next with my life. The obvious move would be to find a nice summer teaching gig like many of my friends had at one of the local elementary schools, but I was craving something different. Being stuck in so many different classrooms for five years had made me exhausted and stressed...
--- This is chapter 4, My apologies for the delay in getting this out, I only hope it was worth the wait. And I must also hope my readers understand that I have kept BDSM in the tags for this story because I have always had a serious interest in S&M, and this chapter begins my exploration of that new world. Sorry if this takes away from your enjoyment of th...
I hope this story is totally fictional. It involves some pretty weird themes, but everything mostly turns out okay. Sort of. Mostly. It was fun to write. As always, you can easily enjoy this whether or not you've read any of the rest of my stories. I've posted it here as an entry in Lit's Halloween contest, so please check out all the other entries and v...
Based on the short story: Lost Days Make for Memories and Souvenirs By SplendidSpunk My name is Marci. I work as a project manager for a small manufacturing firm. I travel as part of my job, though thankfully that requirement is not a large part of my job. Mostly I travel alone, though sometimes I do it in the company of my boss Marty, or one of my cowork...
It was nice to be home after spending the better part of 2 months in Europe. Jane, Judy and I were quickly settling into our old routine and, our newest family member, Lily, was quickly adapting to life in Chicago. Classes were still a few weeks from starting so Jane and I decided that we should turn our attention to what Judy and Emily were doing as they ma...
Summary: MILF's submissive lesbian past comes back to haunt her. Note 1: A special thanks to Zoli for permission to use their photos for this special story. Please note that the backgrounds don't always perfectly match the story, so please use your imagination and ignore these small continuity issues. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991 for editing this story. Note...
Authors Angst... This is not a stand-alone story. In order to understand it, you must read E. Z. Riter's "How High a Price - Another View," Mr. Riter's version of The Troubadour's excellent "How High a Price," With Mr. Riter's permission and The Troubadour's I'm using the characters from both their stories. I have attempted to pick up exactly where Mr. Riter...
James Ross was sitting at his desk drinking his first cup of morning coffee. He was staring out his window instead of going through his inbox for the first time like he would normally have done. Normally by this time of morning he would have finished his perusal of the overnight deliveries and made some phone calls to subordinates but his heart just was not...