City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Fifteen: Vow)

Chapter Fifteen: Vow:

I awoke back in my room the next morning. To my surprise, I found Simone sitting at the foot of my bed, watching me. I sat up with a perplexed look on my face.

“Simone?” I asked. “You stayed here all night? Watching me?”

“I had to,” she said. “It didn’t feel right to put you to bed and leave you after your little trip?” At first, what she said didn’t make any sense.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Last night, you were upset about your ex,” Simone said.

“I remember that part.”

“Well, I let you get it all out of your system. When you fell asleep, I remembered my promise to make you forget about her. So I figured that you needed a little pick-me-up to help flush your misery out for a night.” More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Fourteen: Blue High)

Chapter Fourteen: Blue High:

I stirred awoke when someone shook me on the shoulder. I drew open my eyes to see Simone staring back at me. My vision was blurry without my glasses as I blinked.

“Simone?” I asked. “You’re still here, why?”

“Get up,” she whispered. “I have to show you something.” Her words woke me up to confusion.

“Huh?” I asked. The Indigo Queen grabbed me by the shoulder and tried to pull me off my bed. My face hit the floor.

“Whoa!” I shouted. “What the hell?!”

“Get up and get dressed,” Simone said. “I have a way to help solve your problems.” I tilted my head, blinking. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Season of the Witch)

Chapter Eight: Season of the Witch:

Simone has this powerful hold on me. Every night, I am reminded of this. Tonight was no different. I walked her home from hanging around at her mom’s cafe. It started with Simone nibbling on my ear. My whole body became tense.  When my eyes trailed downwards, she looked up at me with catlike grin.

“Entertain me,” she purred in my ear. Something in her voice ordered me to comply. My face turned red as I gulped.

“Simone…” was all that came out of my mouth.

“Please?” she asked. I hadn’t realized how close she was to my body. I lowered my eyes to where she had her arms around mine. More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter Three: She’s My Lover)

Chapter Three: She’s My Lover:

Last night, man. Wow!

Simone led me back to her apartment after a night at her mom’s cafe. Charlotte kept eyeing me in the corner like I was going to steal something. Marie smacked her in the back of the head.

“If you have time to stand around staring at the customers, you can go and finish your homework,” I picked up on her saying. I couldn’t hear what Charlotte was muttering, but her mother gave her a stern look.

“What was that?” she asked. Charlotte’s brown ponytail swung from side to side as she shook her head before heading to the stairs to her room. Somehow, I couldn’t help but to smile. Go Marie! More

City Lounge: Paris (Book Two, Chapter One: I Still Don’t Get it)

City Lounge: Paris

Chapter One: I Still Don’t Get it:


Three days after that walk all night and I still don’t get it.

None of this makes any sense to me. I know last night, Simone invited me over to stay over to her apartment. I found myself smiling as I remembered what happened after she unlocked the door. Paula was good in bed, but Simone… Whew! I didn’t think French women could do that. I didn’t think that she was capable of doing that with her tongue.


I could hear the shower running in the background. I was still confused by all of this. Simone could have any man that she wanted, but she chose me. I couldn’t figure it out. I turned my head to the bathroom door. Simone has work today, I know that much. What does she plan to do with me afterwards? More

City Lounge: New York (Book One, Chapter Fourteen: Morning Run)

Chapter Fourteen: Morning Run:

-Fort Drum Army Base, Jefferson-

Chris and his buddy, Norman, began their morning run.

“How’s it going, man?” Norman asked.

“Good, Kris said. “And you?”

“I’m good.”

Kris glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed his pal trying to think of something to say. “What is it?”

“You still live those two women in Soho, yeah?” Norman asked.

“Sort of, why?”


They rounded the corner. Kris had a feeling he wasn’t going to enjoy where this conversation could possibly go. Might as well get it over with so that they could finish with their morning run for they turned in for their recruitment jobs. More

City Lounge: New York (Book One, Chapter Thirteen: This is Ian)

Chapter Thirteen: This is Ian:

-Hell’s Kitchen-

Ian put his earbuds in and turned on his camera.

“What’s up, world?” he asked. “Ian Clinton here. I’m about to show you a little bit of Hell’s Kitchen on a night like this while I talk about a little something that’s been on my mind.”

The aspiring director began his walk around his neighborhood.

“As you all know, gay marriage became legal all over the country two weeks ago,” he said.  “Great, but we in the gay community still have problems. Some states can still fire you for being gay. This state doesn’t do that if you are gay, lesbian, or bisexual. But not transgendered.” More

City Lounge: London (Book One, Chapter Ten: The Old Music Shop)

Chapter Ten: The Old Music Shop:


I stopped in my tracks.

“What is it?” Sophie asked.

“There is one more place that we have to stop by before we go to the antique store.”


“That old music store around here. You know the one. The place with all the vinyl records.”

Sophie gave me a weird look. “Think that place is still around?”

“Only one way to see.” I shoved my hands into my pockets and began walking further down before turning left. Sophie ran to catch up with me.

“Paul, wait!” she yelled. She caught up to me before I crossed the street. More

The Snow and Writing

This Saturday brought me snow. Along with the snow, I had the need to write some erotica. So, I went for it. I enjoyed how the first chapter turned out too. The story is called Erotic Lounge and it’s about a woman who runs away from the mob who are after her boyfriend because he owes them money. After she escapes from her apartment, Ronda, wanders the streets until she ends up at a brothel. The madam lets her stay and hide under one condition: she has to get into a wooden trunk and watch the prostitutes have sex with their johns.

Chapter one has been written on Google docs. I can’t wait to get started on chapter two. I’m thinking about doing it on Sunday. As for what I’m going to with this piece after I finish it, I have no clue. I might post it here on this blog. We will have to see. I definitely will have someone read over the first chapter again. A friend of my gave me a gave a couple of suggestions to improve the gangster’s speak. The first chapter was more of set up. The next chapter will get steamier. Stick around for more new goodies to come out this and more City Lounge to be posted in this blog. For now…

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Welcome to 2017!

Here we are into the new year. What shall we look forward to in 2017?  Well, there are the usual projects to look forward to. In fact, I will add a new chapter to the City Lounge: London book this week. I am working on an update to Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start the Fire”. I keep finding more news events to put down on the list. Once I get enough events, I need to figure it out to back it together. I have about six more years to fill up before I can to do that.

I want to focus on writing more smut. I already have two short pieces being looked at on a writer’s board. For now, I will wait for feedback and try not to be lazy this time. Plus, I want to write new material. It’s burning inside of me, but I have to get it out. I need a way to get it out! I will have to see and try not to be lazy at the same time. Wish me luck. I know I can do it. Hopefully, new creativity, ideas, and inspiration will crop up and move to write better than I did last year. For now…

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