Tag: NotRated

Posted in Poetry

A Long Sound by Joan Larkin

Joan Larkin | A Long Sound | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

Posted in Gay Pulp Fiction

Maybe – Tomorrow by Jay Little

Jay Little | Maybe – Tomorrow | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

Posted in Pulp

Purple Thighs by Ed Wood

Ed Wood | Purple Thighs | Wood’s personal acronym for LSD. Hippie sexploitation. Main characters are Adam and Eve.

Posted in Pulp

L is for Lesbian by J.D. Ford

J.D. Ford | L is for Lesbian | The Dean used the helpless faculty to satisfy her own abnormal cravings for love

Posted in Checklist by Marion Zimmer Bradley Fiction Short Story Collection (Single Author)

Seven Gothic Tales by Isak Dinesen

Isak Dinesen | Seven Gothic Tales | Here are seven exquisite tales combining the keen psychological insight characteristic of the modern short story with the haunting mystery of the nine

Posted in LGBT Studies/Social Sciences

The Rise of a Gay and Lesbian Movement by Barry D. Adam

Barry D. Adam | The Rise of a Gay and Lesbian Movement | The past decade has seen a wealth of changes in the gay and lesbian movement and a remarkable growth in gay and lesbian studies. In response to this h

Posted in Travel Travels/Travelling

Stepping Out by Daniel Hurewitz

Daniel Hurewitz | Stepping Out | A lively, campy guide presents nine walking tours that celebrate gay culture, history, and gossip, each taking in twenty to thirty locations, includin

Posted in Romance

Sweet, Sweet Wine by Jaime Clevenger

Jaime Clevenger | Sweet, Sweet Wine | Flood waters aren’t the only dangerous current in the Rockies–Riley Robinson’s attraction to the just-passing-through Ana Potrero is immediate and mu

Posted in Pulp

The Left Hand of Satan by Mark Lucas

Mark Lucas | The Left Hand of Satan | Nick knew Ginger had been slipping women into her bed, but he was shocked to see that Betty Jo was one of them.

Posted in Mystery

Follow the Son by Vivian Amory

Vivian Amory | Follow the Son |

So was it the sneezing that rang the alarm bells or was it those legs or the incongruity of the cowboy boots with the rest of her outfit or wa