"Well, what a fine band trip that turned out to be," Jason was heard repeating over and over. I really can't argue with him about it, because it was quite a trip. Another way to say it would be: We got off about 20 minutes late, and then the band competition at the Convention Center in New Orleans ran a bit more behind. The center is very nice and since ou...
When morning came I felt a great sense of relief as the sun shone through my window. Touching my skin and filling me with warmth, I sat on the edge of my bed for a minute, my head down and a gentle yawn. I stood up to stretch myself a bit, keeping my lower body straight whilst rotating my upper body left to right. Last night had been quite an intense night w...
Thanks to Seychelle for the inspiration and encouragement, and to Roger, Kathy, Diana and Mel for their support. The beer was ice cold, the bar was flaming red hot and the Five Amigos were enjoying graduation night, coming down from our Navy SEAL/s-induced high. We had made it, evolving from wide eye and bushy tailed kids into well trained, unbelievably me...
Will was driving his car on the highway, as he always did on Saturday before he met his friends at a bar where the drinking session would last till 10 in the night. Then he would go home... home, was it home? Four walls and a TV and a refrigerator did not make a home. Living alone at 35 ... how could he be at home. He had a woman for some time, just living t...
He unzipped his shorts. Motioned for me to come over. I smirked and stuck a hand in the first time I touched the man of fire. We looked at each other, I watched him wring his hands, and I said, "Please don't say anything. I've got more to lose than you do." The night prior, I sucked his cock several times in a six hour period. The first time, he jumped up...
The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again - Part 2 INTERVIEW I was invited to see the head designer, Liza Blow at Vagina Shoes after a successful phone call. I forwarded some of my friend's best sketches by email and she phoned me back a few weeks later. Jefferson, who let me borrow one of his portfolios, was a Cordwainer's graduate and spec...
Lorelei rolled gently as she dropped off another load of dishes. Her calves ached, but she had to hurry. They needed more help on the floor. Charlie had been sick for a couple days, so no one was surprised when he called in. Then Gerry couldn't be reached, probably because Pantera was playing at the Agora. But couldn't Roger have found another busboy somewhe...
You scratch your filthy face. It is swollen and itchy. You feel the sore parts of your feet roll under your lazy gait. The sun is almost up, and you stretch out on the dusty floorboards, each yawn drawing an answer in creaking from the wooden planks beneath you. You have slept badly, another night in this abandoned office building. Sunlight filters, fresh a...
Welcome to Fawndale, quiet town of 16,000 inhabitants along the New England coast. The large fishing industry and diet in this town has, to the inhabitants great benefit, provided them with excellent health far into the elderly years. Their skin is a bit smoother, their eyes a bit sharper, and their hormones a bit more rampant. Fawndale is a popular retireme...
A homeless hobo is snatched off the street... but is everything the way it seems? It gets crazy-weird from this point on. The concrete is hard and cold. A relentless numbing chill that oozes up sucking the warmth from my shapeless huddle of Oxfam overcoats and tented last week's 'Observer' wrap-arounds. Sleep comes in bursts of icy dream and neon nightma...