Shirtless in Key West (Quick Hitters Collection)
Everyone in Key West has a kink. Hers could have been casual BDSM murder. Who really knew?
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Everyone in Key West has a kink. Hers could have been casual BDSM murder. Who really knew?
Continue readingSwinging pendulums of light swept down, blinding us before illuminating our path through a mob of sweat and shame…
Continue readingMy bones chilled from her casual mention of mob murder and body disposal as we whipped through the entrance of Mandalay Bay…
Continue readingI’ve had a complicated twenty-year relationship with Las Vegas…
Continue reading“You’re the naked guy from that golf course in Cancun! I knew you looked familiar!”
Continue readingSweet songs, barely audible, danced along like fairy dust in the desert winds.
Continue readingThe sun broke through the blinds and warmed the chilly safe house, spreading its light slowly over my bed, across the floor of the living room, and eventually up Jay’s couch until it climbed and spotlighted the wall where Cale…
Continue readingIt’s hard to explain how much I love and appreciate what I refer to as the “Venice Safe House”, more accurately described as my cousin Cale’s home. He works in the film industry and is often traveling with movie crews, leaving…
Continue readingThe sun rises over the desert and its warmth wakes me in a calming way, contrary to the slap in the face that Vegas gave me just hours ago. It started innocent enough, as it has so many times. Jay…
Continue readingTomorrow morning I’m bounding west on a mission of redemption. In the first few days of 2011, Auburn’s last trip to the BCS title game, I was floating aimlessly through the Caribbean on a previously scheduled endeavor and had to…
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