He let me out in front of the Alpha Tau house at Longwood University in Farmville, dazed, confused, glad to be alive, and angry—all of those. When I'd closed the truck door, I turned to ask him through the window who he was and how I could get hold of him again, but he pulled away from me, gone, looking straight ahead through the windshield. I don't know wh...
"Whooie, see the jugs on that one? 36D tits." "42J easy, Lamont," Phil, in the middle, responded to the big black bruiser to his right. "You guys have no idea what them measurements mean," retorted small guy Barry, sitting to Phil's left on the concrete wall. The building they were constructing was behind them. They were on their lunch break, sitting on th...
"I don't know. The House Triple Delight or the Sizzling Beef and Scallops maybe?" I turned my head enough to see the good-looking Asian guy in my peripheral vision. I read the specialty names off the menu again, slowly, and watched him. "The Sizzling Beef and Scallops then, I think," I said, giving the Chinese woman at the Ming Dynasty takeout restaurant th...
I stopped going to play tennis on Saturday mornings. Instead I went to the compound on Sathorn Road, where the host and one of the men living with him, the black captain, had a private tennis court. The host didn't play; he'd sit there by the court, under an umbrella, sipping his martinis and watching the black captain and me play. They had other men living...
The dramatic departure of Pasha Rushdy Abazar took all of the fizz out of the evening in the Gentlemen's Dining Room at Shepheard's. Nothing was going to happen that evening to top that, and many of the gentlemen were suddenly remembering forgotten engagements and bustling off to start spreading the word of the latest affront on civilization inflicted at the...
It's after the game and after he's showered. I've turned in the stats for the official record and the team has showered and bustled off in shouts of bravado and victory to the favorite "we've won" watering hole. It's just him, staying behind now. Waiting for me. Knowing that I'd be there. Having told me that I'd be there. I've asked him to put on the tight...
"He's coming around. Do we have that feeding injection ready?" "Yes, we have it right here. And the expunge tube too. It's too bad that we couldn't get the feeding and defecation refinement perfected for this one, though. Sheath4 is a magnificent specimen. Wherever did you find him, Dr. Wilson?" "You can thank Jack for that. He's a sports buff. Saw this on...
Judge Thomas Oakley slowed the car as he crossed Martin Luther Key Street on St. Catherine where it turned into Jefferson. He often slowed down here, in passing the King's Tavern Lounge—although he'd never gotten up the gumption to go in there. It was too close to home and he was too well known. When he wanted that scene, he didn't go anywhere here in Natche...
There was no question that the guy was Navy. He was bulked up like he could lift a battleship and he was wearing the blue camouflage loose trousers that Navy enlisted men wore these days for work details. Black combat boots, and a navy-blue T-shirt that was pulled so tightly across his broad chest that every curve and both nipples stood out. He promised to b...
A foreshadowing that summer again would follow spring descended on my neighborhood in the form of a minor heat wave one early May evening. We'd had a particularly cold winter and early spring, and thus when the sun had brought us an unusually early warm day, we opened the windows on the bedroom level, giving the house its first breath of fresh air in over th...