The Bay Shore Series

Here's to Bud. Another fashion statement.

Hotel Jim  My drinking pal from 1978 till he was found dead in my florist's freezer in 2004. He was not only a friend, he was a person I can say truthfully, that there was never anything I ever asked of him that he did not do - anything, anywhere, anytime.

3 Gals

Teeth  Something you didn't see too much of at the Bayshore Hotel's bar.

Figure It Out

Quiet

JENNY Jenny was the homeliest yet happiest girl I ever met.

A Gentleman

Undecided 5 The UNDECIDED series had a few drawn while at the Hotel and other night clubs, though mostly during quiet times at home. The series reflects my perception of how lonely so many folks are while seeking companionship. You'll notice that all the drawings depict a lady's boudoir and her attempt to get up the nerve to get out and continue that heart driven search. These are by no means the type of female found at the Hotel - although one would walk in by mistake occasionally.

Dud 2  Her shadows strangles him.

Cindy Drugs were rampant on the night scene.

Diana A raven haired beauty who was attracted to me, but we were 20 years apart in age. She roamed the Bay Shore area in search of lovers who enjoyed psychological sexual play. She had you long before you ever had her.

Nancy Nancy was the night life's 'forever young' one. She remained 16 years old whether her body was 45 or 50 or 60. Silicone was the name we used in shadows, but whatever it took to still remain looking youthful, Nancy employed - including seducing young men. Best part about her conquests were when the young ones returned with funny comparisons about age. Such as nasal sounds while she slept. Accepting that as just the vanity so many women are trapped into, Nancy was a good friend, a super  pool shooter and never refused to help others. She married (of all people?!?!) a cop and, last I heard, they moved to Florida where she hated every minutes of it.  Life is just too slow for her down here.

Stick A common sight around Bay Shore and the Hotel.

Taking Sides Every arguement was a public one. No matter if it were over the weather or why your spouse refused you sex the evening before. Very often such disagreements evolved into full fledged brawls. After my fair share of bruises I had learned that bar room brawls at the hotel were just like nature's call; as inevitable as sex, food and shelter. But I also learned that the bar flies all eventually settled into a role. Some were fighters, some cheered, some were referees, some were innocent bystanders (in fact Cathy still has her tee shirt which reads Innocent By-Stander.) So once hotel Jim and I realized the situation(s) we took up the role of protecting the lady folk from thrown fists, chairs, bottles. Hey, we were heros who never lifted a finger and laid many a damsel.

Diane   Diane by Moonlight  Female fatale all the way. A beauty with loads of kids who "stayed home" while Mom hooked up with the worse scoundrels you could image. She eventually settled down with an Italian fellow who liked to bully her around - just what she wanted all along.  Her image was the model for the front hood of my van Pegasus.

Carol  Doreen chased this one - and others - away. Real misfortune. Carol was not only a beauty, she was also highly intelligent. An architect. Our romance was hot, mixed nicely with our disciplined minds and eclectic tastes.

DONNA

Michele  The most interesting, fascinating, and sexual person I ever met. No one can even come close. She went on to marry another white man from around Harrisberg, Pa.   Click here for more of Shelly.

300 years of hats.

Fire Island shady ladies One of the favorite ventures outside the Hotel was to catch a ferry and spend a day on Fire Island.

OUCH! From Mermaids.

Watch Your Children  From Mermaids.

"Good Morning, Mr. Spider"  From Fairies.

ROBIN The Mae West of the Hotel. God, she sure knew how to work a man over. But if you went back for more, you found yourself peering down the barrel of a pistol. Last time I saw her he was being shipped off to prison for shooting such a poor soul.

Laia

Dedre A stunning beauty who preached annoyningly and endlessly about Christianity. While she cuckolded her husband and eventually went insane.

Dawn This lady could kiss like Venus in heat. Seems to me that she spent her days up to no good and her nights into deep trouble. Then she'd stop by the Hotel, kiss on me for an hour or so and drag me off to her pad. She eventually moved to the Carolinas. Miss that kiss.