Julian Finisterre
Bio
Prolific. Legendary. Underground. Author of pair a deuces, Cocksmith at the Helm, Evelyn and much more. Go on, google him.
Stories (4/0)
You Say It's Your Birthday?
You Say it’s Your Birthday? Hey Shawty, it’s yo Birfday! We gonna pawty, like it’s yo Birfday! Shit yes it was. Snuck through yet another year and made it to forty-two. How the hell that had happened, I wasn’t quite sure. But I’m an accepting sort. I’ll take it, no questions asked. Sweet Jesus I was happy, though. And a fucking published author to boot. Memoirs of a Teenage Panty Thief had just come out. Crack me up. Making money off dirty stories. I just wished I could get that dumb song out of my head. Fifty Cent, for Christ’s sake. At my age.
By Julian Finisterre7 years ago in Filthy
Evelyn
Evelyn knew she was safe... And that she could ask him anything she wanted. She liked that, because she was very curious—and she liked being safe. He did not push her overtly, he simply shared experiences and ideas with her—that upon some contemplation, seemed quite a bit more appealing than her knee-jerk denial of them would have initially allowed.
By Julian Finisterre7 years ago in Filthy
The Woman on the Beach
He came here often in the summer, usually late morning, once the sun had risen high enough to clear the line of oak and cottonwood that lined the bluff above, and cast its full strength down on this narrow stretch of sand. Being on the eastern bank of the river, it received sunlight, full and strong, until the bluffs opposite obscured it, and twilight, late and summer-thick, came on. The beach was relatively unknown and so sparsely attended; few but locals knew of its existence and thus there were no hordes of school-free children screaming, splashing, or otherwise disturbing what was a perfectly peaceful place. Those that did come stuck close to the waterline, leaving him the duney scrub to lay back in, to read and contemplate the river, and those few housewives taking the sun of a mid-afternoon.
By Julian Finisterre7 years ago in Filthy