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Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll
mariez:
Great selection of quotes, Leslie - Thanks!
These chapters take us all over the place, don't they?
A short one from Chapter 59, just because I love Jeremy:
As he got back to his office, Dupree hurried over. “Okay, Joe an Wes said I could go with you to interview Koonz.”
“Oh, what’d you have to give up?”
Dupree glanced over his shoulder, then dropped his voice. “Had ta tell Joe about Tatiana.”
“What’d he say?” Ellery dropped his own volume, replying softly.
“He said he always suspected somethin was off about me.”
“Huh. Thinks he’s got gaydar I’ll bet. Let’s go.”
“Gaydar?” Dupree frowned with puzzlement.
“Skip it, Dupree, let’s ride.”
I probably shouldn't be laughing at Jeremy in his hour of need/confusion - but that's just funny!
Marie
belbbmfan:
hey everyone! It's 7.46 am over here and 1.46 am in Bettermost, Wyoming! Time to get today's chapters started.
chapter 61 - 65 http://louisev.livejournal.com/91164.html
from chapter 61 Woman Troubles. Maybe I should just put the whole chapter here. I can't decide which part i like best. Okay, after though deliberation here goes:
“No offense taken, Dupree. Sounds like she’s makin excuses fer bein disappointed in yer sex life. Have you tried any of those secrets ta get a woman ta want you or some such advice? Not knowin what they are I couldn’t say.”
“Lickin em out,” Ennis said suddenly from behind the broom. “Women just love gettin licked out.”
Ellery blinked, a look of bewilderment turning into a grin. “There you go, take it from a formerly married man. You do that, Ennis?”
“When she made an issue of it, sure...” Ennis said. “An if you ain’t into that use yer hand.”
Dupree was blushing. “Ain’t quite ready fer all that. Ennis you sound a whole lot more experienced in the woman department than me.”
“Go figure,” Ennis said, his voice sounding strained. “Usin yer hand ain’t all that bad.”
“No, suppose not,” Dupree said.
“Er, Jeremy...” Ellery said. “I ain’t no expert on women or nothin, but you don’t sound like women are all that interestin ta you. You tried men?”
“No,” Dupree replied quickly.
“Are you sure you ain’t queer? Just askin here, Dupree, since the subject is on the table.”
“How do you make sure a somethin like that?” Dupree shot back, defensive, face red.
“Well usually it’s what gets yer cock hard, Dupree. If yer thinkin about naked women an titties an such all like that... then you would be straight. An if yer thinkin a naked men an cocks an muscles an all that... then you would be queer. It ain’t like rocket science or nothin.”
“I always think about naked women,” Dupree said, taking a deep breath. “Most a the time.”
Ellery’s brows shot up. “Most a the time?”
“Yeah, most a the time. Jesus Christ Ellery I was in the goddamn army!”
“Lot a naked men in the army, I hear,” Ennis said cryptically.
“Exactly!” Dupree said, slapping a hand on the bar. “Ennis understands.”
“I do?” Ennis blushed hotly.
“Yeah. You was married too... doesn’t that mean you... you know, go both ways?”
Ennis shook his head. “I got married cause that ... that’s just somethin everybody does. An so I wouldn’t have to go in the army.”
Ellery scratched his head. “Dupree are you tellin us... that you go both ways?”
“I’ve thought about men... sometimes. Never real serious. Probably not. Maybe I’m just curious about it. But no, I am definitely interested in women.”
“So when yer beatin off, you think about titties an naked women an such.”
“Mostly.”
“Dupree, what the fuck is this ‘mostly’?”
mariez:
Good Morning!
Fabienne, I know what you mean - Chapter 61 is a classic, isn't it? So many priceless moments. Picking it right up:
“Mostly!” he said, slamming down his beer. “You want me ta be honest, that’s the honest truth. Mostly. Every once in a while sometimes I think about a man, but mostly it’s women.”
Ellery turned to Ennis. “Ennis, you ever fantasize about women, you know, when yer jerkin off?”
“What a you askin me that for Ellery?” Ennis glared at him.
“It’s a simple question, Ennis.”
“You mean nowadays or in the past?”
“Any time!” Ellery said, frustrated.
There was a knock on the front door. “Pizza’s here,” Dupree said, bolting off his bar stool and heading for the door.
Ennis fell silent. Ellery looked at him curiously, as Dupree paid for the pizzas and returned with the boxes, setting them on the bar. Ellery hit the register key and opened it, handing a five to Dupree. “That cover it?”
“It was six for the two, but that’ll do,” Dupree said, accepting the five.
“Well?” Ellery fixed his eye on Ennis once more.
“Well what?”
“You know well what, Ennis.”
“Mostly.”
“Mostly!?” Ellery stared, agape. “You mostly jerk off about men, does that mean you sometimes jerk off about women?”
“Not very often...” Ennis said, still blushing. “I like Kate Jackson from Charlie’s Angels...an that one who played on the Avengers.”
“Diana Rigg,” Dupree said, nodding.
“I can’t believe you jerk off over women, Ennis!”
“They’re both crime fighters, though Ellery, so that counts for somethin,” Dupree said, grinning. “Let’s eat, dammit. Who cares who you jerk off over.”
“I do,” Ellery said, disturbed. “I never did it over women.”
“Maybe yer 100% queer then,” Dupree said, opening the top box. “Oh this is the pepperoni an onion one.” He slid the box off. “Maybe Ennis is 80% queer.”
“An what are you Dupree, 10% queer? 20%?”
“I dunno. But right now I’m about 120% hungry.”
:laugh: :laugh: Dupree's line about crime fighters might be one of favorites ever. And Ellery is just so completely appalled! Such great stuff.
Marie
mariez:
Chapter 62 is very aptly titled, "Green" - it's so funny seeing Ellery wearing that color for a change:
“You never once thought about doin it with a girl?”
“In some a my less sane moments I thought about it, but those were more nightmares than fantasies, Ennis.” He exhaled then, handing the cigar back to Ennis.
“Jesus, Ellery... so yer kind a like the opposite a those people who think queers are all disgustin fer fuckin each other in the ass, you think lickin women an fuckin em in the cooch is the bad part!”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have to. An seems to me yer gettin a little green thinkin about what I did with my lawful wedded ex wife a whole fuckin fifteen years ago, too.”
“I ain’t.”
“You sure as hell are, look at you!”
“Just... don’t be talkin about it in front a me, gives me the heebie jeebies, Ennis. If I wanted ta see women naked I could a done that a long time ago. Never seen one naked an never had sex with one neither, an if I’m real lucky I’ll go to my grave never knowin what it’s like.”
“Yer jealous a me thinkin about those women on TV, too. That’s what I think.”
“No I ain’t.”
“You sure as hell are. You are so quick ta talk about how jealous I get when yer paradin around in yer cutoffs in front a men when anybody can see clear all the way ta France an you with yer chest all bare flexin yer arms an chest... an the minute you start actin jealous a me maybe wringin one out over a girl in a leather suit on TV maybe once ten years ago yer whole face is bright green.”
“Lauren don’t beat off over Charlie’s Angels, I don’t beat off over Charlie’s Angels...” Ellery argued, face slowly turning darker and darker red.
“But I do, once every fuckin ten years or somethin. You want ta know what I was thinkin about the last time I jerked off, Ellery?”
“Yeah.”
“I was thinkin a takin that black dildo a yers an greasin it up an tyin you up to the bed an givin you a hard workout an you beggin an moanin, that’s what I was thinkin about.”
“Well that sounds... pretty normal...” Ellery said, somewhat deflated.
“An you know what I was thinkin about the time before that?”
“What?”
“I was thinkin a gettin you up against a wall an stickin my tongue down yer throat an wrappin those legs around my waist an shovin my cock right in there an makin yer eyes roll back in yer head.”
“That sounds even better.” Ellery found himself grinning now, his mood dissipating.
“We better get in the car an get home cause I’m gettin pretty riled here, boy,” Ennis said, tossing the stub of the cigar down and stepping on it with the heel of his boot.
“We got an empty apartment up there, ya know, Ennis.” Ellery pointed at the stairwell.
“So we do. Come on, boy. Get up them stairs,” Ennis growled.
Well, Ennis managed to turn that around pretty quickly! I love Ellery saying, "Well that sounds . . .pretty normal..." :laugh: Those crazy boys!
Marie
MaineWriter:
Chapter 65, Wayne is always good for a laugh...
“Like you said, we been fightin,” Ellery said. “You want ta open that wine or sit there starin at it?” He stepped over to the credenza for the corkscrew and some glasses and then sat down next to Wayne as Wayne handed him the bottle.
“Really? You mean I was right? If I would a really guessed it looked like you two was fuckin but... you weren’t at home.”
Ellery blinked at him. “How do you do that, Wayne, you psychic or somethin?” He reached for the bottle and set down the corkscrew, opening the cap on the bottle of Drambuie.
Wayne smiled, lowering his voice. “You smell like you been fuckin, Ellery. Don’t take a psychic, just a nose.”
“Oh, yeah well. A little sex, a little fightin, all goes together. So yeah, we’re openin the bar tomorrow, an I got a new bouncer ta interview, gotta check em out good first.”
“So Rudy’s gone huh? An Lauren’s the new bartender?”
“Yep.”
“Oh you went at it upstairs! I get it.”
“Wayne can’t you keep yer fuckin nose out a our personal life? I swear!” Ennis grumbled as he came in, buttoning the last button on a fresh shirt, one of his old ones with grey and green stripes.
“How the hell did I know you were up at the bar screwin? I just stopped by on a Monday evenin with good news I ain’t dyin anymore an to celebrate gettin out a the hospital. Ya know, like friends do.”
“Ya might a called first,” Ennis retorted.
“You weren’t at home. I did call.”
Ennis sat down, glaring. “So ya come anyway?”
“I knew you’d be home eventually. And you were!”
“Well we both ain’t in too good a mood.”
“Speak fer yerself Ennis, Ellery seems to be in a pretty good mood. Ya must a got em off really good, Ennis.”
“Wayne!” Ellery and Ennis exclaimed together.
“Okay okay.... but ya know, it ain’t every queer couple gets along so good an really has a good sex life ya know, you two are real lucky.”
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