It turned out to be two. He was still just eighteen years old and, my goodness, he was graduating from college in two days. While he was resting, I saw the look in his eyes. He thought his age would provide him with yet another opportunity before dinner. I disabused him of that notion. "I called your mom this morning." "Really? What did she say? What did...
My parents were not expecting me for dinner, not that they ever really did. I made it a point to tell them I was having dinner with Jeff. It was part of the strategy we had discussed. Put it out there repeatedly. Dinner with Jeff. A trip with Jeff. A concert with Jeff, classical no less, at the Mann. My Father was usually unable to hide his displeasure wi...
I didn't get to spend much more time with Jeff up to the Thanksgiving break. I chose to spend my free time educating myself on nutrition and exercise, particularly the way they affected coronary artery disease. Sitting around waiting to find out if Louis was going to survive and seeing him in his fragile state the next day left an indelible image in my mind...
"I don't know if I saw something or not, Jeff. I just felt something. It might have been a look in his eyes or a tone of voice when he said that, but I just felt there was an implied after I get rid of that interloper when he talked about taking me under his wing." "Maybe you're just not used to him giving in or handing out credit." "It could be. It's real...
Auctorial Harangue and Preface: I do not feel that science fiction conventions have gotten their proper due among erotic stories, considering the number of interesting people that they attract. The "Trinity Trilogy" seems one-note, and presents a view of fandom and conventions that is quite at variance with my experience. "Philly," I think by Michael K. Smi...
I saw a lot of the Goldbergs during winter break. Sandy was back in school, but Jeff and I didn't have to be back until the 16th. It seemed like I was at their house all the time. We also spent some quality time in my bedroom. You might have thought my parents would notice my comings and goings. But they were as oblivious as if I had been a transient in t...
Sunny hustled by me to the door. “Joanne, Ben, so nice to finally meet you.” Sam and Jeff had wandered toward the front hall. Harri was coming in from the living room. Sandy and Louis were coming down the stairs. Everybody saw my father stiffen up when Sunny said, “Ben.” Sunny stiffened momentarily herself but quickly recovered. &ldqu...
For those of you who have not had the benefit of being swaddled with Yiddish, here are some handy translations of words you will find in this chapter. Haggadah, a book that tells the story of Passover ranging from a small pamphlet designed to make it easy for young children to understand to a tome appropriate to a year-long course at the seminary Tsouris,...
Note - This is a spoof on fictional characters intended for fun only. ***** The year was 1980 something and Erica Goldberg was in her bedroom alone on a Saturday morning. Her two brothers were at the high school with their friends and her dad was at work. Beverly, her mother had left early and the house was empty. She had some soft rock on the stereo as s...
The first night back I had dinner with Jeff. We went back to his house to spend some time alone. The Goldbergs were very understanding, even Sandy. I would have loved to take him back to my room, but after the pep talk about all the eligible prospects awaiting me in Europe, I thought it a trifle lacking in subtlety. The truth was, at that point I did feel...