They spread out amidst the flowers (Papaver rhoeas, he said). Waves of shimmering heat turned the blooms into a lush impasto, thick incarnadine whorls. High growths and grasses concealed them. Possessions sat by mute and offended, waiting for the attentio...
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TouchOfGray
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Straight Male, 59
0 miles · Pittsburgh
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Acknowledgements
My heartfelt thanksThis book, improbable as it is, would have been impossible without the help, care, feeding, and receptivity of various experts, friends, experts who became friends, friends who became expert at one thing or another, and the various benefits each and all p...
i. I couldn’t write anymore. It just wasn’t happening. You know what kind of writing I mean: the allegedly laudable kind. The kind I did back in the day, when I was too young to know or care about my limitations as an author. Too vain to realize that I...
My Favorite Things
With apologies to Oscar Hammerstein IISmooth shaven pussies and taut erect nipples,Licking up thighs that the goose-flesh has stippled,Handcuffs and blindfolds and shiny cock rings:These are a few of my favorite things. Girls on all fours when they offer their asses,Nerdy girls who take thick...
Mieko: A Catalogue
Portrait of the artistThe Great Kings of Persia“A phrase keeps going through my mind: The Great Kings of Persia.”“What is it? Is it a story? A poem?”“It’s nothing,” she said. “Nothing at all. Just a phrase. A title.”“Storm drift. Something. It could be something,” said Dash. “...
Here between the great false dawn of the reflected cityFrom our kitchen window—Friday night—And the weedy dark of weekend’s oasis;Here, our cool-cocktailed nights, betweenThe small truss of parenthetical sleepSlept, naps napped, love made;Here, within the...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 9
The good earth, the boundless sky...O, love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me.--Walt Whitman, The Sleepers Wednesday was the last day of my little lawn service business. It was like so many other days in that summer of 1979, hot and close, the air an atomized poison of car exhaust...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 8
Suzie's parting shotI parked the car at the curb, several houses down from Eleanor Kaminski’s, and sat there for a few minutes before getting out and heading slowly down the sidewalk. I didn’t especially feel like being there, but at the same time, I didn’t feel right about...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 7
Parking lot confidential...I punched in for my shift feeling a little seedy and worse for wear. For one thing, I could have used a shower. I washed up a bit in Eleanor Kaminski’s bathroom, but it wasn’t enough to completely purge the funk of our exertions on her floor. I kept catch...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 6
First like an ice cream cone, then like a lollipop...The next morning, the day of the wedding I wasn’t going to attend, Eleanor Kaminski was waiting for me at her back door at 9 a.m. She was wearing a man’s white broadcloth shirt, a little frayed at the collar, and nothing else, Like some model in a Swedish...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 5
"It's better warm," she said.Eleanor Kaminski lay completely naked atop her bed, starfish-like. Her head was thrown back, stuck between a couple pillows and jammed against the oak headboard—some cheap, ugly French Provincial thing they probably got at Sheely’s after a long layaway. H...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 4
Eleanor Kaminski takes the plunge on the hottest day of the yearThe quotidian fuckfest that was the Suzie Bowen Experience continued apace. Unfortunately, the time we spent together that didn’t involve sex seemed more pointless than ever. Not that there was a lot of it. Her affinity for orgasms at someone’s hand other...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 3
No relief from the heat in sight. Thank God.My other employers booked no daytime hours for me on Wednesdays so I could service my yardwork clientele. I mowed five different lawns all within a few blocks of each other. I started around nine in the morning, and it usually took me about six hours or s...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 2
Going down the rabbit hole with Suzie Bowen and what we did thereEven though we waited online at the snack bar for ten minutes, it turned out neither one of us was hungry. I bought a large soda for us to share. As soon as we got back to the car, Suzie Bowen put the soda on the floor, got up on her knees on the bench se...
Long, Hot Summer - Ch. 1
You can learn to love the heat.Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over h...