One of the saddest—and most ironic—casualties of the internecine Greek-Turkish war on Cyprus that divided the island into warring camps three decades ago was the once-famous and elegant Ledra Palace Hotel. The Treaty Room of the Ledra Palace, a hulking stone edifice in the Moorish style, had been the venue where the British secretly committed the crime of sl...
Johnny Wallace's body was beat up pretty badly. It definitely looked like a hate crime to me. But that didn't take much imagination to suppose. The man had been strung up naked on a saw horse and fucked with a club nearly the size of a baseball bat before being bludgeoned with it. Divine? retribution, I thought. I didn't spend all that much time with the bo...
Rob turned his head toward the open flap of the tent. He could see the tawny fringe of the Shewan subchief's buckskin jerkin at the fringe of the lamplight escaping the tent's doorway. And the two eagle's feathers sticking out to the side of the back of the native's head, up at the very top of the tent doorway. The savage must be at least six and a half feet...
The light coming through the bay window in the captain's cabin at the stern of the Helena was eerie, as often is the case as dawn creeps in, but it was more peculiar than that. Clouds were scudding across the sky in ominous, dark formations, and the sea was unusually choppy. The captain said that this often was this way as the ship neared the Jamaica coast,...
[This is a historical and somewhat fictional story. The basic story was told to me over several days by an old man I met in England through his son. I met the son, Nigel, on a scuba diving trip in the Mediterranean. We became close friends, and I accepted an invitation to visit him in England. The story involves sex between men. So the usual disclaimers and...
Just some time ago a Kathrine ran into me in the gym with Luke. She stood us side by side that day. She saw it, she saw that I was a physical copy of him. She compared, touched and laughed. Suggested what fun we could have with David (Lukes' partner) if we'd blindfold him, sad that there was no way she could have that fun with us now that she'd noticed. No...
My eyes went to the water of the harbor just below and to the right of where I was sitting on a sultry, glorious evening in the Mediterranean. There, between the bows of two bobbing small yachts, I saw them in the water and smiled to myself—two spent condoms, floating there, like gelatinous jelly fish, on the surface of the slightly oil-slicked water. Had I...
Many years ago I worked for a British bank in Lima, Peru. I had an American girlfriend, Susan, who worked for a US airline. We were invited to a wedding in a small village, just outside the city. We drove there in Susie's beaten up old Buick and found the village without any problems. The party was great, the people were very friendly, and we had a great tim...
It was a fairly easy two-day march north from Lüneburg to Hamburg, one of the major seaports on the North Sea of the former Hanseatic League, which had maintained its importance even while the inland Hanseatic cities declined. Antwerp had lost prominence when its access to the sea, via the River Scheldt, had been closed down by a war treaty. Amsterdam simila...
Chapter 8 – Ryan's Story – The escape plan The prison camp was comfortable enough. Eight bunks to each barrack holding a total of sixteen men. The barracks were separated according to county so naturally Ryan was housed in one with all Americans. Each of the barracks had a stove for heating, not very efficient during the winter months but it helped. Showers...