Ruby Stories

Enrico, being married, could only see me on the sly, which suited me. Enrico worked all over Silicon Valley, fixing equipment. He told me who was hiring and paying more. I left Nortec and flipped companies with a raise. Before cell phones, we tried CB radio communication. My handle was Cobra and his Supini. The problem with CB was it broadcast to the crowd. We set up a meeting at a coffee shop by CB and a few more males t...

“Since you didn’t lick it all off,” he says to the ceiling, “I guess I’ll have to take a shower. Want to join me”? Ruby’s bright blue eyes, rimmed by glaring white, peer from her blackened, mousse-encrusted face. “I could try again,” she offers. Rolling to his left in the sticky mess of sheets they’ve made, Ron cracks a big smile across his multi-colored, chocolate sprinkle freckled face. “Then you’d get fat, my love.” An...

You are my love and I yours. I could speak your names but to what end? I write this not to you but for you.Since I am of the hoi polloiI must speak to them as you deign not to. I speak to them of love, far beyond and yet within the flesh they celebrate;our love is so pure, even within its bawdy lust full of moans, gasps and dirty sheets.We are distant in space yet ever present in time. There are days, no, moments within d...