Just before his wedding to Anne, Mike went back and rounded up his bride, as well as Stephen and Christie, and told them it was about time to move on into the room and meet the judge and a few others that Mike felt like Steve and Christie should meet, given what was coming at them in a short time. When they got to the judge, the judge shook hands with ever...
I wrote this a while ago for some chat friends of mine, I was surprised how many women felt that they couldn’t have Multiple Orgasms. This assay was my attempt to rectify that. A comment on the author’s board convinced me to share it here at Lit. Lacking a copy of this essay I had to download it from my web site, convert it from a pdf format to text, then re...
As a young man of eighteen, I always imagined that the first truly momentous event in my life would be my thirtieth birthday; you know, the day that you realise that your youth is over, that middle age beckons and that it is time to grow up? Of course, now that I have not only reached but passed that particular milestone I realise that there have been a numb...
Christi settled the bag slung over her shoulder into a more comfortable position and set out for town. She was in good spirits, even though she harbored no illusions about actually having the opportunity to sell her sword. She'd gained the confidence of her brothers and father some time before, but today's coup was acquiring her mother's reluctant acceptance...
Stephanie awoke with golden sunlight bathing her face. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Its dial showed the time was approaching 6am. She stretched luxuriantly, relishing the feel of the quality sheets against her skin. Her body felt supple and relaxed and she felt more alert than she had in years! On the dot of 6am, the door opened and David...
Author's note: Welcome back to my story, y'all! First of all, thank you so much for the lovely reception on my first chapter. I'll admit to have been biting my nails with anxiety as Romance is a completely new category for me. I love romance and have been reading it forever, but as a writer, I've been focused on edgier, more hard-core categories if you w...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Take a look at my profile pic for Hamish. Yes, he's the Scotts Fertilizer guy. I just love his accent. Thanks to my (new) editor, JonB1969! I was lucky to find him so quickly. Y'all might notice a little change in Hamish, but I hope it's not too extreme or that I'm not showing his softness too quickly. Any American who fully understands a...
Ms. Hawthorne looked over her thick glasses. Her stern gaze was fixed on Aaron, a young chemistry major, fidgeting nervously, opposite her desk. "I hope you know why I called you in here today," she said sharply. She paused for a minute waiting for a reply, but received none. "You're grades are slipping, young man," Ms. Hawthorne said as she opened a manil...
Angie's Comeuppance Two weeks later, I found myself back in Angie's living room. This time I'd come with Mickey straight from his place. Angie was wearing a skirt, as instructed, specifically a sweater skirt. I suspect she chose this thick fabric to partially hide the fact that she was braless. She was so nervous, she was practically shaking. Jennie was alr...
-IX- Once they reached the hall, Valentine loosed her body and her mind from the doctor's grip and ran off to join her comrades at a table. She was ravenous by then and wasted no time in requesting a traditional tea service to be served to herself, Annie, and Rosamund. The girls grew very excited about the idea and started chattering gaily. Away at his tab...