I'd be "Dix" -The Asphalt Jungle- I'd take "Doll" and drive her as far away as I could. Then we'd walk the walk, vow the vows and make the start. And we'd never look back. --------- I'd be "Philp Green" -Gentleman's Agreement- I'd come to my senses, kick "Kathy" into the gutter whence she crawled. I'd find "Ann," immediately beg her forgiveness and love, accept her marriage proposal, have that great mother be maid of honor, and our American treasure of a son (Dean Stockwell) as best man. We'd walk the wa… 続きを読む

"Paula, at 29" A Short Story By russell-ville-man ~~~ I found her in the arrivals area. A handheld black board stated: "RUSS!" "What are you doing with that sign, sweetheart?" She was giggling. "I was waiting for you, Russ." "Come, girl." Paula handed the board back to the limo driver she'd borrowed it from and shifted into my arms. "You came to see me, Russ." Her whisper. "Yes, baby. I came to see our girl." ~~~ She quickly melded back into my arms as we drove thru the streets. "I couldn't wait to see you, Russ." I laughed softly as we traversed… 続きを読む

"Girl in the Deserts" By Gentile© --------- Girl ties my heart as the White Tanks beckon the night is pitch we travel in silence our hands clasp warmly so soft and pretty I see her there as she watches me closely her nails shine in the night my palm feels their need Girl whispers softly the engine now silent she is beautiful in her mirror she can't stop looking so soft and pretty the deserts take Girl her soft laugh from the pitch moon light unbuckled denim pale columns insistence from the pitch... "are you my lover, boy?" ... her soft laugh again? pale columns a sha… 続きを読む

"Elvis Presley, An American Trilogy" By Gentile© --------- The Boy The day braces The Boy weeps All that was All that left The time was The time past The Boy knew The Man too He Saved the Boy The Man cried too The day so still The Man Two days left Graceland holds The boy The man destroyed The gates held pain A prisoner's reign A mother's boy The man destroyed Graceland holds All the times The man destroyed Mississippi Son Rising Tennessee Boy The Man is silent Sun rises The gate opens The Boy lives Mother waits The Man is silent Sun fails The gate… 続きを読む

"Though your dreams be tossed and blown" A Short Story By Gentile --------- In the prime there, there in the '60's Jerry Lewis was actually beautiful; trim, hair all blacked, bathed with the Pomade and flawlessly slicked back, the black tuxedo a yearly constant. He was a sight on those weekends as we waited school starting on the following Tuesday. The final respite from the nerves of having to change from grade school to junior high and then to high school. Summer vacation was over. Life would once again, without mercy, insist. One was able to get lost in the Tiffany roll… 続きを読む

"Tell him: pappy says so." A Spoof By Gentile --------- "There will be fits of rage, roundhouse punches thrown without provocation, or, at least very little provocation. Arguing for no reason whatsoever, or, very little reason. Going off half-cocked, plus temper tantrums galore. Do you understand?" "How will I know the difference, Doctor? Ever since I found them all hiding, high and mighty, scrunched down in their barn, guarding the Barkley nest egg Nick has been exactly, 100% like you just described, even worse, lots worse. Just last night before he was bitte… 続きを読む

"Twixt 3 & 4" A Short Story By Gentile --------- They'd been "arguing" about money as they were apt to do. At a much earlier time the back and forth was for certain and intended. He'd not made their fortune. She'd judged her husband that he would. Fortune made he could and would never get past The Crash and subsequent conflagration as 1929 turned into a decade of suffering the magnitude quite immeasurable. He'd tried to explain his belief and fears, but, she did not understand. She'd… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 30 --------- "I swear to God." --------- "I was going to take my jeans and panties down and off and have you do it to me in your cruiser, Tommy." He was heading to his release when Girl initiated conversation: "I love my jeans. You bought those jeans for me at Brandeis, remember? (area department store where prices are too high for Girl Castleberry) Yes, I was going to take my jeans off and my panties down, the ones you bought me at the Woolco. I only wear the panties you buy me now, Tommy. Just those." "Baby, you are so beautiful." "I want… 続きを読む

--------- This short story is based upon an actual incident that took place several years ago when two young people became embroiled in an incident near a motel swimming pool. --------- "Swept Away" A Short Story By Gentile --------- She'd captured his eye. To his amazement shock turned quickly to ache, somewhere on the borders of his brain and his heart. Usually the ache centered in his groin. Long legged, body tuned to near gorgeous among a bevy of body tuned gorgeous girls. "Patty this."---"Patty that." cut through the cacophony heavily freighted in… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 29 --------- Tommy carefully lowered Girl's legs and slowly withdrew from her body. Girl: "Nooooooooo, Tommy." Tommy: "Come here, baby." He gathered her into his embrace, parted Girl's knees, his cock lodged of it's own accord and once again Tommy pushed inside of the girl, then held still with the requisite couple inches left in reserve. They were face-to-face. "I am your baby, aren't I, Tommy?" "Yes." "Nice and deep. I like it when you do it to me nice and deep like this. It's like when we were at your place, isn't it, Tommy?" "Girl." Him, with concern. "… 続きを読む

"Goddess" A Short Story By Gentile --------- "From Dallas, Texas, the flash apparently official. President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. Central Standard Time, 2 o'clock Eastern Standard Time, some 38 minutes ago." --------- He'd submitted his short story to her. No request for a picture. No request for the compulsory autograph. He'd not sullied his correspondence with such request. Just the manuscript he'd labored on in a plain manila envelope. He'd expected no response. The sending of "Goddess" was his reward. It took all he had to drop the envelope in the Post Offi… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 28 --------- Together they moved about till Girl was on her right side. Tommy gently jackknifed her left leg and came in close. His attempt at intercourse was rebuffed. "No, darling, where's Cully, where's Cully-boy?" I saw her speak thru her dresser mirror next to their bed. She was white as a ghost, the tan lines all but gone. He did not venture an answer, just calmed his own intent and nestled in by her neck and ear. Thru the reflection Girl crooked her finger beckoning me back to bedside. She would tell me first chance: "He told me Cully; he whispered that… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 27 --------- It was not like I'd envisioned in a thousand fantasies of Girl and "him" fueled by what I'd read and what'd I'd seen in "dirty book stores" so popular in that era and the arcades housed therein. What I'd made up out of whole cloth, what I wanted, what I'd seen in my mind's eye another thousand times, would, in the end be a reasonable facsimile. More than that even. Bedside was just too close. I recognized that at once. If I didn't move I'd have surely left the room if not run the amok. I got to my feet and on the way to the chair I pushed the door alm… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 26 --------- Back to The Night of the Driver-Along: It would do no good for me to go first. It had to be Tommy. I wanted to watch him with her and her with him. Girl knew it. Tommy knew it. That's why she worked on him exclusively. "Tommy, darling, please. I'll make it good. I want to love you. To show you how much I love you. And I do, boy. I love you so much. You're my favorite." Dead silence. She moved from behind his right ear to his left. The whispering lasted about a minute, perhaps less. I never asked, nor was informed as to what was said by Girl.… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 25 --------- She straightened and steadied Tommy until he'd had a chance to right himself. Then he helped her dress himself. This was done in near silence. There was no gab. Slowly they rebuilt the man, made him whole again. She sounded like Shirley Temple: "Yes, all done, ready to report for duty, Sergeant." She saluted him as she would do me on occasion when I'd leave for the base. She pushed the door closed---the latch catching solidly. Arm-in-arm they proceeded back across the front of the cruiser. And once again it was for me the best time of the night. I… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 24 --------- I watched Tommy exit the cruiser, stand and unbuckle his gun belt. "Boy." A soft whisper thru the holes. "What do you want me to do to him?" What I'd wanted her to do as soon as she'd confessed to what she'd done in his apartment all night---that second night. I heard Tommy close his car door ever so softly, the latch catching just enough. "I want you to suck him." "Yes." I had to go at once for Tommy had crossed the front of his cruiser. "I want you to swallow it." "Yes." He'd left his .38 right on the seat. "Cully." I went to speak again,… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 23 --------- "Tommy, is there a place that we could go to that would be private, where we wouldn't be seen nor discovered? You're on luncheon, correct?" "Uh, oh." To-my-self. My starving state immediately abated. They spoke thru that rear view mirror. "Sure, I have a spot where I set sometimes, take a snooze during my lunch break, or, fill out paper work, if it's slow like tonight. We could go there. Less than five minutes off. Girl, will that do?" "Yes. Please take us there, Tommy." She settled back with me and clasped my left hand in her right. Her's was sof… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 22 --------- The surprise did indeed turn out to be the strawberry rhubarb pie. Absolutely scrumptious. I wolfed it down as I waited the arrival of the duchess & duke of Bellevue, Nebraska. He looked damn impressive in his uniform. As Tommy strapped on his gun belt big mouth Girl, in her gorgeous new top & $100 jeans briefed us on a number of issues: "Now listen up. I want us to have a good time. This is like our first date as a unit, the nucleus. Let's be extra kind and patient with one another and not talk over one another, Cully. Now, since Cully was so… 続きを読む

"Bivouac Baby" By Gentile New York City 5 April 1963 There'd been thoughts, visions before. He'd been able to keep them secret, suppress them, dismiss them, discount them and they'd even lessened, but, yet always had returned. And now keenly so. After Tracy had left their office for Brady's executive floor he'd put his wife on the elevator going down then quickly ensconced himself in the men's restroom. Mercifully he'd found it unoccupied. Visions of his wife and another man, this, this Englishman coupling together was filling his conscience to bursting. He washed his hands, then found the… 続きを読む

"Tommy" By Gentile Part 21 --------- She called after 11. "You're not mad because we took your car are you, boy?" She was testing me. I had to be careful here because if I got mad it would disappoint her greatly. "Of course not, honey." Yes, I said that. "Where is the psycho?" No, I didn't say that. "Thank you, Cully. It's meant the world to him. It really has. And to me too, boy. That's very kind of you. And he looks so cool driving it." She never said that about me behind that wheel. No, she had, I must confess. 3 times in fact. "Where's he at?" "Gettin' his hair trimmed. I to… 続きを読む