"Strummer?" She certainly seemed surprised to see him here. "I was in town. I saw in the paper that you had a gallery opening and I wanted to see if I could figure out your paintings yet." Nadine Wingfield still seemed to be in shock and confused. "You'll be happy to know that I still can't figure out how easy it is for you to sell them for five and six f...
I lay, panting, on the sandbar amidst a sea of similarly wet and miserable, yet grateful still to be breathing, passengers and crew members and watched the pride of the Dutch nation, the greatest ship ever afloat up to the first quarter of the seventieth century, list over and go onto its side on the sand bar. At high tide it surely would slip under the wave...
Chapter Two: The Party The first thing that I thought of when I woke was Julian. Hannah woke me up at noon, she had made some breakfast for us. It was cold now. "Whatcha do last night," she said, smiling but looking intensely at me. I feared she knew about Julian. Like she had followed me or something. "Nothing, you know just... walk around," I said....
Long time no see. I know. I'm sorry. Things got hard, and it felt too strange to escape to a world where the power of the sea was such a romanticized thing while I watched so much of my country disappear into a hurricane. Anyway. Have some sailors, and remember love. Imagine what trust feels like when you carry it in a place deeper than your bones. Alte...
BUN-BUN: Everyone just looked at me like I was just so anomalous! It just made little sense to anyone how I managed to escape the Vault Matrix. It was very early in the morning, the sun probably ready to rise at any given moment. Beth sat down in front of me, the puzzled look on her face being just plain hilarious. "What the hell happened?" She asked, want...
"Oh man, now I know how those girls in that bukkake movie felt," I thought to myself as two more guys, one standing on each side of me, started to unload on my already semen-covered face at the same time. My young face felt like a huge glazed donut as they shot more of that beautiful silky fluid onto it. I had lost count of how many loads I'd taken, but from...
Jim Carmody was on his way to a slaughter. His own. As he walked down the street to meet his master, he knew what was waiting for him when he entered the house at the end of Merritt Road, and for most people, even imagining what was going to happen would have sent them running in the opposite direction. Jim Carmody was not most people, and as he made his wa...
Never thought I would turn out like this. Never. Thought I was straight. Damn straight. No problems. No way did I have anything to do with the limp-wristed, simpering assholes marching in all the Gay Rights parades and cavorting on the TV coverage as if they wished they had tits. No way. I was a man. I had balls. Just graduated from Officer Candidate Scho...
I'm close to the end of my life now, and as you reach your twilight years mostly all you have left is memories. Especially since I lost my wife of more than 50 years, Katie, I spend most of my time looking back.: my youth in Nebraska; my brief spell as a college football star; the first time I ever saw Katie, and fell in love with her; and, of course, the Wa...
Chapter 08: The Cup and Eagle Mrs. Featherwink thrust her fat fingers into the empty space beneath the floorboards and felt around in the hope that it wasn't gone. Her fortune. Her future. Dried mouse droppings rolled in the dust as she scrabbled at the empty space. She pushed her hand farther and touched nothing but shit and wood. If it had not been for th...