Chapter 1 Synopsis: Frankie Puccini married his high school sweetheart Amy. Five months later, after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, he enlisted in the Army Air Corp as a cadet pilot. A train accident on the way to fighter pilot training ended his military career and he contributed to the war effort as an aeronautical engineer. Meanwhile, his wife Amy became a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** You might say I had an unusual childhood. My older sister had wanted Mum to have a girl when she was pregnant with me. She got over her disappointment by treating me like a girl from an early age. She'd dress me up in girly outfits and we would play with dolls. My father had never...
He rode into our valley in the summer of '89, a giant of a black man dressed in clothes as dark as his skin. He was tall and terrible in the road looming up gigantic in the half-light. I was a kid then, watching him approaching from several miles off. Even from a distance there was something about him. My pa came out just as he rode up to our ranch. "I'd ap...
My plane was the last in before they shut down the airport. It was one of those hairy, yaw filled landings and even the flight attendant looked uncomfortable. The pilot did a masterful job. Ten feet off the runway he slammed the rudder over and had us dead center on the runway and pointed straight as we touched down. The flight attendant made the sign of the...
Before you read be forewarned: There's no under-age sex. Nothing about religion. No politics. Nobody gets shot or beaten up. No Afghan heroes or Karate experts. And nobody gets taken care of by anybody named Mario. ***** "And the Winner Is?" By Jedd Clampett It's 8:45 p.m. by my watch. Fifteen more minutes, that's all just fifteen minutes and I'd find ou...
My family and I had come back to my mothers' hometown after my dad had lost his job. He was going to open his own garage and used car lot. Mom was going teach in the junior high. I was playing football that season. I had turned an ankle in practice on Wednesday and was on crutches on the sidelines. The cheerleading squad came running across the field in the...
This is a story for the Completely Unsanctioned Quarterly Writing Contest -- "Crush Your Enemy Like a Grape." Please vote, so that I can crush my "enemies" here at Lit like grapes. Thanks. Anna. * For years I have carried around the memories of my junior prom like a pocketful of glass shards. Even the scars are largely invisible to others, but the glass is...
Hi, my name's Jenna. I'm 25 years old, and I live in a very posh apartment in the Pantana Towers in Trentstown. My balcony has a fabulous view of downtown, the Belle River, the Ward Building, and all that. I love it, and I can easily afford it, because I have a six-figure income from my career, which is I'm an online dominatrix and fetish video merchant. I h...
Maria leaned her staff against the wall and unfastened her travel cloak. Hanging the azure wrap on the back of the door, she turned and took a good look at her surroundings. A sturdy, simply decorated, four-poster bed dominated most of the small room. To the left of the bed stood a matching armoire and dressing table, a door on the right-hand side of the bed...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...