Ballbusting Stories

By hughgee A sequestered booth in a posh restaurant, some time in the future. The kind of private booth you’d expect French guys in our...

By hughgee The boss told him to follow the broad. That's all he knew. He was just doing a job. As one of Louis Rocco's many not...

By hughgee "And stay out, y'dirty bum!" "Wolfie" Bob Smith left the homeless shelter early that day, punted o...

By hughgee Captain Parker had worked all summer for this. All officer candidate school, really. For years he’d crammed the books, he’d ...

By hughgee Venice Beach looked like a Hindu Hari Krishna festival, jammed with people, jammed with foreigners, shops, stands, exotic ...

By hughgee “Come on,” the tall, gawky man said, a bead of sweat running down from his flattop hairdo. “Time’s a wastin’. I ...

By hughgee Detective Daphne Wojciewski needed answers. The guy wasn't cooperating. His fault. It was he who'd jumped her fro...

By hughgee The young man stood with his karate gi unfastened, loose and open, in the private mini-locker room of his martial arts ...