"Hail to the Tutweilers. Charles, Anne, hello. So good of the American embassy to send a contingent to the polo match. And who might this young man with you be?" Marc looked up at the imposing figure astride the equally massive and magnificent horse. Charles had told him who the rider was before he'd broken away from his team after the first chukka and had...
Driving like a possessed maniac, I find myself asking the same two questions over in my head: What in the hell am I doing? What good could possibly come from me confronting his parents? Despite everything, Slade's family means a great deal to him, and he'd never forgive me for driving a bigger wedge between them. I'm not willing to take the risk at confronti...
"I just don't see what the big deal is," Harrison and Hunter said in unison. "The big deal is that you don't seem to have any girlfriends: either one of you. We want GRANDCHILDREN some day! I'd say 'settle down', but you don't even seem to take a casual interest in ANY girls!" their mother declared. "As a matter of fact, neither of you seems to have shown...
It was late at night and I was walking the streets down near the docks. Because that's where they hang out. Down near the docks. Yeah. They were here all right. All around me. I could practically smell them. The smell of 'gay.' There was one standing in a doorway. There was one on the corner, looking across the avenue at the dark river. They were all so ca...
Chapter Eight : When In Doubt {NOTE TO READERS: There is no actual full blown sex in these two chapters, but if you are reading this book these two chapters are very important to the story line, and the next chapters won't make much sense if you skip these. And come on, we all know everyone reading this could use a little rest about now. If you know what I...
Part 10: Surrogate Girlfriend Just when I felt sort of settled into a routine, things changed again. This change was precipitated by Tim's girlfriend breaking up with him. I never found out what happened between them. All I knew was that Tim was suddenly lonely on weekends. Initially, the only effect of this concerned the timing of his blackmail demands. Be...
He stood by the corner, hugging a bag of films and lenses as he watched me posing shot after shot. I couldn't look away. He had the most arresting eyes. [Those swirling depths of brown]. He'd always stand by the side, watching the photo session silently with the most penetrating gaze. "Christian! Can you please concentrate!" Ruben Anders, my photographer, c...
I was at my Figure Drawing club, which consists of about 8-12 people. We draw various nude (non sensual) poses, of mostly women, when we meet once a week. It is a fun class. Most of the time it is the same group of artists that come, but we occasionally get a new guy or gal artist that joins up with us. On this particular night a new guy came to the class....
From Confused to Convinced Chapter One In the early 80's, I lived in Boston while attending a community college, which was located on one of the main subway lines, "The Orange Line". The trains run extensively throughout the city and into the suburbs and a person can pretty much get to anywhere they want to go. I always wanted to go downtown where the...
The sun was still low in the eastern sky when I stole in the gate from the parking apron into the back garden. I stealthily—and painfully—mounted the outside stairs to the garage flat, hoping that Ergon hadn't come back in the night after I'd left him in my bed. If he had, he wasn't here now. I was in the kitchen, applying cold compresses to my shoulders, t...