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The All Seeing Eye Of Pattaya

In 1960 my parents moved from Maine to Boston. My mother was a devout Catholic. My father was a convert. They had six children. Public school was banned by my mother and we attended Our Lady of the Foothills for our primary school education and the salvation of our young souls. Sister Mary Goretti was […]

Macho Man Drop-Elbow on Jesus

The night of the predicted Armageddon atheists set off fireworks down by Red Hook. May 21 had come and gone without the Messiah of the Christians showing his face. I didn’t see much cause for celebration. Those fanatics are mostly trouble-makers and shit-stirrers, but AP, my landlord, Alaska Jack, and I raised our glasses on […]

Wife of J

Candida was 17 when I met her at the bar of the Privilege. Thje year was 1984. Paris bars had no drinking restriction for age. She asked if I wanted to go home with her. The teenager was no virgin. That night and morning we fucked five times. It was easy to confuse lust for […]