"I have news," said Debbie. I'd just come through the front door to find her standing in the foyer of our small apartment. She was 29 with dark hair, girl-next-door beauty and a smile that was usually ready. On that summer evening, her smile was not ready. Had it been another day I would have given her the bouquet of long-stemmed roses at the door, but...
Susannah's head was pounding when she woke, every one of her heart beats a stab of pain in her temples. Her eyes were closed but they still hurt. Her face hurt. Her stomach hurt. She had gotten a minor concussion once playing soccer, and wondered briefly, as her senses slowly returned to her, if she had again sustained some sort of injury. Then it came back...
This is a parody story. No characters represent any real person, alive or deceased. All characters are over the age of 18, including cartoon characters who have failed several years of school. ********************* Hardplay Presents: An American Mom Tale The Falcon and The Beaver At seven PM, thirty eight year old mother of two Francine Smith strol...
Chapter 51 JENNIFER I recognized the ten year old black Cadillac parked outside the China Palace. It had been in my office parking lot earlier in the day. That meant that it had to be Reverend Archer's car. It really didn't stand out in the China Palace's parking lot, but my shiny BMW would. I could only hope that my paint was still the same, when I finish...
This is a little work of fantasy about a waitress at a local restaurant that I see all the time. Hope you enjoy. Thanks to all the readers who helped edit this for me! THERE SHE WAS Every Thursday afternoon, just like clock-work she was there; not that I was anticipating it or anything. Walking through the double glass doors of Panera, in between the adver...
I try to post a story every 4th, to honor those who've served. This one cuts a little closer to the bone than most. The usual shoutout to Rick at Bluedevil, who gives me good ideas and I hope you all enjoy - DT ***** WE'LL GO NO MORE A ROVING It was pitch-dark as a 160th Special Operations "Night Stalker" MH-53J Pave-Low ghosted in and fast-roped three s...
Awnnn, you guys... I was just reading a comment I got for the first story I wrote for this site and realized my writing got so much better. It's all thanks to you. I have the best readers on this site. Really. You're all so amazing and supporting. Thank you so, so much. You really give a girl motivation to write more. Every single comment you leave me is a...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Copyright Holder/Author. Note: This is the second in the John Abernathy series. There is no sex in this story. This story is a little long...
I think we were all a bit nervous as we drove past farms and parklands towards Bonnie Doon. Our plane had arrived from Brisbane just after midnight, bringing me with Amy, Makani, Noelani, Nicholas, Fiona, Carly, Olivia, and Leo. The girls had changed their flights so they could support us. My Mom had arrived in Melbourne an hour before we did, and it was gr...
I had trouble falling asleep again. First, images of Courtney, mocking me as I undressed and climbed onto the desk during lunch. Then, thoughts of Rebecca, how to end this enemy relationship. And of course, my freedom. I could wear anything I wanted tomorrow. I belonged to nobody. Such a thrill. And Jill. Why was I even considering it? What was wro...