Tales From A Midcentury Boy / Growing Up in Michigan

Tag: sex

  • Zumba My Ass Once Again?
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    Zumba My Ass Once Again?

    Zumba My Ass Once again he was saddened by the thought that, “She never thinks i’m funny!“ Most of the things HE thought were funny, SHE thought were either stupid or sexually degenerate. She hated the word ‘’shit’’ which he thought was the funniest word in the English language! And she didn’t think sex was funny which he thought was even funnier […]

  • It All Started At the Lodge That Sunday Night: The End
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    It All Started At the Lodge That Sunday Night: The End

    continued: I saw the glint she gets in her eyes when she thinks there’s a bar within reach. – II – “What are you looking at?”   I asked. “Why don’t we go to the lodge so I can warm up by the fire and have a brandy?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Why not? Maybe we could have a steak afterward.” But, she […]

  • #6 .. Transponding Transexual Transfers: A Detrimental Exchange Between Two Trainspotters From: Songs Heard But, Immediately Forgotten #6
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    #6 .. Transponding Transexual Transfers: A Detrimental Exchange Between Two Trainspotters From: Songs Heard But, Immediately Forgotten #6

    #6 How are the transplants doing?  I’ll send pics. By the way, I had an epiphany when I separated the word trans from plants. Maybe I understand what transgender means now. Isn’t it kind of like almost sorta like grafting a tree? There’s a series on TV called Transparent.  It’s about a father who becomes a […]

  • ZUMBA MY ASS!
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    ZUMBA MY ASS!

    Once again he was saddened by the thought that, “She never thinks i’m funny!“ Most of the things HE thought were funny, SHE thought were either stupid or sexually degenerate. She hated the word ‘’shit’’ which he thought was the funniest word in the English language! And she didn’t think sex was funny which he thought was even funnier than the word […]

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    The Last Time I Saw June

    The last time I saw June was at a birthday party she threw for her nephew at their big old house one Saturday in late fall. I’ll tell you what the inside of their house looked like because it plays a role in the tragedy. Through the front door darkly colored stairs lead to a landing then […]

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    Nick and Jessica Discuss College Level Sex Education

    Another look at Nick and Jessica sparring about their favorite subject.  Sex!  Sex and laughing!  “Wull, they’re almost the same aren’t they,” says Nick.  Must be so.  It looked like they both were having orgasms a while ago even though they were laughing.  You be the judge .. O.K. so, let me get this straight. […]

  • More Sex Talk Between Nick and Jessica/Jessica and Nick

    Jee-sus Jessica!  Woody had had a smaller body than your dad didn’t he, for crying out loud, why wouldn’t he have a smaller dick? I guess I was pretty stupid but what do you expect from a four year old brain? If you’ve only seen one c_ ck for the first four years of your […]

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    Nick and Jessica Talk Sex

    … I had to play the role of a bad ass for years after that. It was pretty hard to it pull off sometimes  … especially when I was confronted by a REAL bad ass … Hey Nick!  We’re going back to the ”Mall Planet”  aren’t we? Yup …..  soooo, ok., ……………… where were we? […]

  • Sight II

     Continued: There’s a place where  life is never bare of mice and madness, where the world will come again flogging  itself with delight every step of the way; made more evil by men who besiege, hold prisoners in bonds of deepest despair; their love warped and cruel and rotten with usury to the core; unstable men, […]

  • Sight I

     … or i might come up here and find white and dazzling, diamonds, chicken legs, easter eggs on the inland waterway, diamonds sparkling off cleavage water, trillions of carats for hugs.  and why not? dazzling iridescent half life ur-anal-ium lives within the bones where dry spirit resides, where clothes fit right and everything flows down hill and grows big and horney […]

  • Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll or How The Monkees and the Fugs Changed the World

    The 60s and 70s were such tumultuous times! It started when the song “Masturbation Fantasy’’ by the Fugs and ‘Pleasant Valley Sunday” by the Monkees drove baby boomers into an insane frenzy of utter and complete madness intent as they were, on remaking the world to their own liking. Following The Fugs lead soon everybody was fucking […]

  • I Wasn’t Even Trying To Be Funny … The End

     Before the cackling to died down  i realized i had a chance  to get the hell out of there  IF i didn’t say something really stupid which would start another talk cycle … a soft voice inside my head kept saying,  ‘’quiet, quiet, quiet … ‘’   ….. ….. …..  o.k. so …  if you really care here’s what finally happened … …..  I played […]

  • I Wasn’t Even Trying To Be Funny … (is it 6 or 7? oh! … sorry!)

    – 6 – … when that wall of sound washed over me me it  knocked my head straight back …  don’t they call that the G note,  or something like that … ?  (that’s not me …)  what’s funny is …  I wasn’t even trying to be   funny … !  …..  it was one of those moments when i found myself  unconsciously being completely  honest … ! almost like I was […]

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    I Wasn’t Even Trying To Be Funny … 4? or is it 5?

    – 5 – Here’s how it happened … When Carol,  (the aggressive one) said,  ‘’Why do you think phones were invented … ?’’  I looked up and stared over at Suzanne’s office … on the other side of Carol’s desk … into the tiny space between the edge of the open door and the  window on the far wall …  I don’t know why I fixated on that particular spot …  i stared […]

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    Zumba My Ass … !

    Once again he was saddened by the thought that, “She never thinks i’m funny … !“ … most of the things HE thought were funny … SHE thought were either  stupid  or sexually degenerate … she hated the word ‘’shit’’ which he thought was the funniest word in the english language … ! ….. … and she didn’t think sex […]

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    The Linoleum Floor of the Basement

    Her mother’s indiscretion had filled the P.K. with hatred so we constantly flaunted our sexuality in the kitchen, the Rector’s library, on the front porch one time even, on the linoleum floor of the church after one of those MYF meetings … *** While she craved to punish her mother she was driven by the question:  would the second time be as good […]

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    Do You Want A Banana?

    … (I) felt my head tilted back, while looking at her kitchen ceiling for the first time in my life …