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The next day came all too early, but I had to report in. I found an all too neat file prepared by Murphy waiting on my desk. He’d been able to accomplish a ton overnight. He had rundowns on each of the stolen cars that matched those used in the crimes. He even had an ID on the first guy I saw killed – from a fingerprint match and the full rap sheet on Bobbie. Now what did any of this add up to? Anything? I had barely time enough to skim the material when the captain called me in. “What t
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I went home to crash after the long, intense night. Jake simply raised his head to make sure it was me coming in. The message light was blinking. I punched the button. Before the words began, the short pause, the sound of a breath filled my heart with hurt, it was Brian. “Nick, I was afraid I was calling too late, but you’re not there. I hope everything is alright and it’s just another “cop night”. It’s been too long since we last spoke. I miss our time together, our friendship, you. It
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Their time together sped by. In what seemed like days, the months of September, October, and much of November had passed. Billy read from a letter from his mother that he was required to attend a family function for the Thanksgiving holiday. Tommy remembered his promise to join his aunt and uncle. Both realized that they had not been apart for more than half a day since they had met. Both felt the pain of separation days ahead of their actual parting. The day before Thanksgiving, Tommy and
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I was just out walking my dog. No thought in my head except that of the cool evening air and quiet of the street. The neighborhood doesn’t see much action after 6 PM, the few old office buildings have fewer remaining tenants and nearly every storefront is boarded up. A much better neighborhood is only a few blocks away and they tell me things will turn around soon, but in the meantime I enjoy the quiet and the low price of my apartment. So, I was just out walking my dog. He’s far from pure
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Playback - Harlem Nocturne. The scene opens on a darkened street, a lone figure...you get the picture, in black and white, narration and all...
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A few weeks passed before they again saw Piggy. Tommy and Billy were dining in a small restaurant near the university. From a private dining room in the back came a huge uproar. Waiters came dashing out of the room, dinner rolls flying after them. The manager made three attempts to enter the room before the opposing side had exhausted their supply of rolls. Shouting in several languages could be heard, but above the din came the familiar sound of Piggy’s voice. He was trying to both placat
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Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
RolandQ commented on RolandQ's story chapter in Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
While I wasn't trying to be too mysterious, I liked the confessional conversation approach. I'm glad you saw the humor - I think the best way to see life. It is also good to appreciate sadness, not wallow in it, but enjoy the contrasting emotion. -
The following day, another note appeared. You scamps, You left me in the unloving arms of Mr. Jamison when I so much needed tender affection. Well, to make it up to me, be at the City Yacht Club at 8 PM Thursday. Daddy’s boat is there and Daddy’s not. Be sure to bring your sailing togs. Ah, the call of the open sea! Refreshments and lube provided. Piggy P.S. Thanks awfully for driving home. You know, Billy, I do believe you
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After Tommy’s introduction into the ‘crowd’, they received many invitations, most often from Piggy. One Friday afternoon, another message arrived from Piggy. Dear Ones, Be ready at 5 PM, full dinner dress, Armando is performing in New York and you’re coming with me to the opening. Don’t make any plans for Saturday, or for Sunday for that matter. Piggy It was already past four when Tommy and Billy got the note.
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I suspect you know how a character can leap onto the page,fully formed as if from the head of Zeus (cheap Aphrodite reference). Wellington controlled the story, I simply typed it. Clearly, he's a romantic and given his family history, who is surprised.
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One evening, as Billy and Tommy lounged watching a film, the doorbell rang. Tommy got up, turned to give Billy a kiss, then went to the door. A uniformed messenger waited in the elevator vestibule. He simply bowed and handed Tommy an envelope and retreated into a conveniently open elevator. Tommy merely blinked at this pantomime, then turned and carried the envelope to Billy. It was addressed to “Dearest Billy” in a florid hand. “Who was that?” “A messenger, with a letter addressed to yo
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“For the twelfth and hopefully last time, I object to the renaming of the town to Dowdville, Dowdtown, Dowd Valley or any other variant on my family name. The Dowds and Wellingtons were none too concerned about the people here beyond squeezing money and labor out of them. The mills, or more specifically the people who worked in them, built this community. Let the name Millsville stand.” “Let the record show that Councilman Dowd objects to the proposed renaming of the town.” “But Mr. Dowd…”
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It must have been Spring, for I had never felt more forlorn. Gardener came to the studio, forcing his way into my consciousness, shaking me by the shoulders. “Come down to the garden, Master Wellington. Cook Cooke has prepared a lovely luncheon and asked me to set a table there. It is a lovely day. Please, sir, come out this once.” I did not have sufficient will to disobey. I emerged from the studio and followed him to the front lawn. As promised, a table stood in a spot, protected by
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Tommy entered and sat opposite the young man, Billy. The engaging smile continued. “So what’s your name? You’re every bit as good looking as Charles said. Yes, I’d say you’re quite delicious.” Billy moved to the seat next to Tommy, placing his hand on Tommy’s thigh. “And I’m sure he wasn’t exaggerating about your cock, judging from this bulge. But we can get ‘more closely acquainted’ later.” Billy’s non-stop chatter and soft touching captured Tommy’s attention. Billy was absolutely self
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He sat by the window, looking out at the passing scenery with unseeing eyes. From his jeans, casual shirt, and backpack he stood apart from the suit-wearing men with whom he shared the commuter train, looking like the college student he was. At each stop, more suits boarded, filling the car. He huddled closer to the window, ignoring the man now sharing his seat. For long minutes he kept his eyes looking out the window, catching the reflection of the scene within the car. He felt the eyes o
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Tommy - A Life covers the romances, loves and losses of Tommy from discovery of his sexuality through many adventures. 22 Chapters
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Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
RolandQ commented on RolandQ's story chapter in Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
Glad you enjoyed the story. I'd be interested in learning about the 'grammar improvements.' I'm always looking to do better. -
Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
RolandQ commented on RolandQ's story chapter in Chapter 1 - The Entire Story
Thanks for your thoughts. I had intended saucy and titillating with a hint of pathos, but I'll take cute and enjoyable. -
He sat in the large easy chair across from me sipping the glass of bourbon, his favorite bourbon, I had poured for him. “How did all this start?” “You mean, when did I know I was gay?” “No, well maybe, but when did you start this ‘involvement’ with the military camp?” “It wasn’t on purpose. I think people intuitively see me as someone to turn to, to trust, and when you have several hundred lonely horny recruits, it’s only a matter of time until probability and fate work together. “As yo
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The war is on. Not everyone is in the military, some are just in the service. One Chapter - Explicit sex in a romantic context.
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I went back to college. I finished my degree and even made a fair effort of it. I skipped the graduation ceremony, too eager to get back to Kevin and to start what my life would be. Mrs. Cooke and Gardener were disappointed, but said they understood. In appreciation for all Kevin had done for me all these months and to be assured of his safety, I directed the Dowd Construction Company to buy him a new pickup truck. It was overly large and powerful and was quickly dubbed ‘King Kong’. He re
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I had only been back at college for three weeks when Mrs. Cooke called. She shared the sad news that my mother had ‘moved on’ and I needed to return. I still had one final and a paper to finish. The course professors were very understanding and arranged for me to complete the courses with a delay. On arriving back at the Dowd Mansion, I was greeted at the door by Kevin. He embraced me, I think expecting stronger emotions than I displayed. My mother’s relationship with me had always been r
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Chapter 2 - December 4th - St. John of Damascus
RolandQ commented on Cole Matthews's story chapter in Chapter 2 - December 4th - St. John of Damascus
I was shocked. At first I thought Danny was lying, making up a story about his 'unavailable' husband. I had to back track a few times to make sure I had it right. Damn. Heart breaker and serious story spin. Nice. I also missed the POV shift. It might have been the shock. -
The end of that first year at college was both relieving and unsettling. I was relieved to be away from the environment controlled by Josh and comforted by the fact that he would not be there for the fall semester. I was unsettled by having to return home. I was excited to have Clark Gable at my beck and call again, but I didn’t have anywhere to go. The house, if forty some-odd rooms can be called a house, was as lifeless as it had been in my childhood. For a week, I haunted the house and g
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Chapter 7 - College - Love's Plaything
RolandQ commented on RolandQ's story chapter in Chapter 7 - College - Love's Plaything
Your review is as colorful as my story.
