The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...
The audience drops into a continuing story written in first person POV (mostly). The following based on a true story. Given enough time, any question that occurs to the reader shall be answered, eventually. * I woke the next day, showered, put on a comfortable chemise, a microfiber and nylon blend thong and open toed sandals, made some coffee and sat down...
Hello again dear readers. You spoke loud and clear last time and as such here is the next installment of the story. School and life have been a bit rough so I apologize for the length of time between posts. Normally I have more to say, but I believe this chapter speaks for itself, though I will warn everyone now that the next few chapters can be quite... dar...
Lauren Laframboise slammed her office door shut, and then leaned against it. Her bare skin pressed against the wood, her left hand remained on the handle for stability. Her legs felt weak, as if they'd give out beneath her. She took a deep breath, and then whimpered out an exhalation. She shut her eyes, doing her best to will herself into forgetting what had...
Everyone thinks I'm a human version of a bulldog. I'm pretty direct and when I latch on to something, they compare it to a bulldog's fangs around a throat. I don't let go and I don't give up. I follow every action to its logical end. Many think I'm the luckiest son of a bitch in the world when all I really am is prepared. In everything I do, I make sure I'm...
*Author's Note: The medical board is obviously fictitious. The proceedings and timelines aren't accurate, but they're 'close enough for government work'. :-) **** "You're lucky. It was a clean break. I'd say you'll be out of the cast in four weeks. From there we'll reassess and see how long you'll need to be in a splint." "So...no more jumping out of pe...
Dear Literotica readers. As it's been three months since I posted Part I, I suggest you read Part I before reading this. I apologize for taking so long to post this conclusion. Since I finished the first installment, I have gone through changing jobs, moving to a different state [still in the mountains] and consolidating all the things we accumulated through...
Jacob My divorce had been a painful one, my wife of just one year who I had married right out of college leaving me for another man who she preferred as being more "macho". She said I was too "sensitive" and not the "take charge" dominant kind of guy she really wanted. It left me lonely and hurting at the age of twenty-three, looking for love. Like so many...
Part 1 The fog of one too many scotch and waters takes a few moments to shake even when the phone is demanding attention. It took three tries before my hand grabbed the infernal beast and jabbed at the answer button. "What!" "That's no way to say good morning to your favorite brother-in-law." "You are my only brother-in-law and I still haven't forgiven yo...
Readers, be advised that there are no happy, willing cucks in this story (I can't stand that crap!). There's also no graphic sex in this one. I am not, nor have I ever been a lawyer, so please don't go into this expecting true-to-life courtroom drama! For anyone who's interested in the idea behind this story, please read the Author's Note at the end. Now, if...