I love summer. I hate the heat and the humidity, especially in the City. But I do love the Summer. Dresses get shorter and heels get higher. The variety of heels and skirts that shuffle, hobble and march their way down the streets is amazing. Sure there are the skinny girls that would look good in a potato sack, but those often can't walk in heels. A woman...
Hi there! If you're reading this it means you haven't given up on this story and you're (hopefully) enjoying it. I am sorry for the wait, it has taken me a long time to finish this chapter, but I've had a lot of assignments and exams, which has hindered my ability to finish this earlier. *Oh another note, I am raising money for an amazing charity and a gre...
Previously, on Lawyer, Lawyer: In the 2020s, Jason Thompson, the protagonist of Living Dolls and Living Dolls: The Director's Cut has become a best-selling, award-winning writer (much like the author of this piece, except for the best-selling, award-winning part). He is stunned to learn that the one of the "living dolls" he enjoyed in his senior year of high...
****This is an Antebellum Interracial Fantasy Story**** Ruth still thought about the day she was sold to the Hampton Plantation. She figured she was about six or seven when the overseer burst through the door and grabbed her. She did not know why, but assumed it had something to do with her mother, as Master Jones was yelling at her about helping another ha...
Fat man sitting on a little stool Takes the money from my hand While his eyes take a walk all over you Hands me the ticket, smiles, and whispers "good luck" Well, cuddle up angel, cuddle up my little dove And we'll ride down baby, into this tunnel of love CHAPTER 10: The Crucible Dr. Gayle Seymour tensed as the first footage on the DVD played. The scene w...
CHAPTER 1 The fine summer day was spotted with white cookie-shaped clouds when Hunter Macdonald began laying out lunch for his party of thirteen tourists from around the world. Two grandmotherly types hurried to assist because that's the compulsively kindly thing many grandmothers do. The boating travelers were five miles from base, on a sandy beach on Pung...
Author's Note: I went a little long again, so I hope the story carries the length for those reading Laresa's tale. Apologies for the delay between Ch. 23 and 24 as well. Almost no sex in this chapter, either. Just a little heads-up for anyone who might be looking for a stroke story. ====================== The Dark Ages – England ======================...
A word to literotica readers, Be warned, if you're expecting a typical XXXecil story; you will be in for a surprise. That's not what this is. I've tainted my usual smut with drama, action, danger, characterization, all kinds of philosophical reflection, and social commentary. Yes, there's sex. Quite a bit of sex. And thinking about sex when no one's having...
Chapter One It was lunch time and I was leaving a service call for the day. I was about to lift some test equipment into my car and I noticed one of the inside techs was heading my way. I assumed he was heading to his car, so I ignored him and got back to loading my gear. "May I help you with some of your things?" he said kindly. I glanced up at him. My...
CHAPTER 1 Control of the town of Pike's Point midway up Charlotte Inlet towards its terminal at the industrial city of Mornington had been in the grip of the of the James family for thirty-two years. This was the sixth election that the Pike's Point Progressive Association had failed to attract a candidate to stand against the next-in-line James male. Cur...