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Click hereWith help from Red, who knew the company men for Phillips Petroleum in southern Missouri, Ben bought the only service station in a twenty mile radius of Lake Wappapello. The station also had a marina directly on the lake to service boats.
Again with help from Red, Ben hired two young men to help run the marina and service station. He was following in Red's footsteps in that he could either close his business when he and Retta wanted to get away or at least have someone else run it for him.
"I'll make a fisherman and hunter out of you yet. I might even get you to like camping," Retta said as she sat down in her husband's lap.
"Fishing and hunting yes," Ben replied. "But not camping. My idea of roughing it is a hotel with no room service."
"It's only been a year since we got married and moved to the lake, just give me time to work on you." Retta smiled as Ben ran his hand over her stomach pregnant with their first child.
"Besides, our son will want to go camping; I'll make sure of that."
The End
This may have turned out to have a good ending, but I couldn’t get past the first page. It was just too stupid. Any normal person would have gone to the police.
An author should write what he knows - and you obviously don't know anything about topless bars or loansharks. I think you've spent too much time watching The Soprano's or something. This story was just silly.
A college student is teaching in college? She just immediately accepts that she has no choice but to be a dancer/prostitute? A wanna-be-mafia loan shark punk suddenly activates his... what?... super-secret-nationwide-missing-person-investigation-force and finds his missing employee and soon-to-be-prostitute? I stopped reading at that point. Just too dumb.
I have read most of your stories I think - don't remember all of the titles. I have read some others but theirs are no match for the way you write in my opinion so I usually come back here and have read some more than once but I'm running out of story titles so will have to continue reading some more than once.