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Chet_Morton

Chapter 22: December 21st, 1926

Daphne’s twentieth birthday is a night she and Delilah will always remember. Unfortunately.

Monday’s child is fair of face, Tuesday’s child is full of grace. Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s child has far to go. Friday’s child is loving and giving, Saturday’s child works hard for a living. But the child that is born on Sabbath day, is bonny and blithe, good and gay. — Daphne Davenport, wearing nothing but her birthday suit, languidly stretched and checked the time on her new Cartier wristwatch, its d...

GreyMatter

Stella

A bartender in Hell's Kitchen and a gangster's woman provide each other with a night of shelter.

I didn’t know much about women like Stella, just that you didn’t meet them by chance. Women who looked like Ava Gardner didn’t wander into a place like mine unless they were looking for something. Or hiding from someone. In her case, it was both. She took a seat in the corner booth, tucked away where she wouldn’t be noticed but still had a clean look at the room. She sat there for a few minutes expecting to be served befo...

1meanjean

Loyalty

An ace with ethics plays deadly games with gangsters and dames.

Sixteen minutes had passed, according to my watch. The Omega had proven to be an accurate timepiece, even with its scratched crystal, and the faded black band still held it snug to my wrist. I pondered how long I had worn it while I turned the corner and crossed the street to the park, walked down the poorly lit path, and paused among the trees where I had a clear view of the entrance. The sirens announced the arrival of...

deviantsusie

All Tamara's Panties

Some secrets can't be taken to the grave

Jimmy Swann liked to believe he was the consummate businessman; suave, sophisticated and with an eye for the ladies. He saw himself as an international dealer in supply and demand but In reality, he was barely one step above the small-time drug-dealing bottom feeders. He tried not to draw too much attention to himself and thought that as long as he kept his nose clean and paid off the cops who mattered, he would be allowe...

LakeShoreLimited

West Side Gun Moll

A New York girl's Depression-era fantasy.

On a cold Saturday in February, 1975, Michelle Hanley and Judith Weinberg went to see Bonnie and Clyde at a revival house, the Cinema Village on 12th Street. The two were sophomores at the City College of New York. When they came out, they decided to walk a few blocks to a bar.Judy said, “How about the Cedar Tavern? It’s just a couple of blocks from here.”“No, let’s go to Googie’s today. It’s a little more cozy, I think.”...

xhardx13

The Fatal Lie: Pt.2

Cliff, a private detective, is on his way to Las Vegas to track down the guy who stole from the mob.

It was 1930, and life was closing in on folks ever since the Stock Market crash the year before. The only people making money were gangsters and bootleggers for this was still Prohibition in the United States Cliff, a private investigator out of Chicago was, as they say, "on assignment" headed for Las Vegas. He had left earlier in the day from the place Carl Sandburg described as: Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, St...

xhardx13

The Fatal Lie: Pt.1

Chicago private eye gets involved with gangsters and women during prohibition

The heat was on in the city, and it wasn't just Chicago's sizzling summer. It had been a decade since the Prohibition era had started and as a result, Chicago was a lawless town of corruption and anarchy. Gangsters controlled everything in the city. Only a few months earlier, Al and Bugs had a little Valentine's Day party that had the Feds all over the city like dandelions on a summer lawn. The weather? Yes, the weather w...

LadyX

Wasteland: Unlimited Content

“You don’t send audition tapes for porn, stupid,” Amber said. “You go audition in person, or they find you, and they videotape that. You haven’t seen those things on the internet?” Kona laughed. “You didn’t know those were fake? Like, they totally pay real porn stars for that. They just pretend to be talked into it on camera.” Amber shrugged. “I bet some of it is for real. Everyone gets their start somehow, and its not by...

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