Film Noir ...

[cookiejar]

Re: Re: Re: The Islander aways Noirs twice.

Well my sleeve is soaked and beginning to cool. Id wring it out but not much room in here what with all the skeletons and all

BTW...you think you're John Garfield now??


And don't get my clothes wet...

 

[sueanninct]

Re: Re: The Islander aways Noirs twice.

is it hot in here or what?

It must be - the mirrors are all steamed up!

 

[islander01]

Re: Re: Re: Re: The Islander aways Noirs twice.

BTW...you think you're John Garfield now??


And don't get my clothes wet...

id be more concerned that Im stuck in here with a hard on and a soapy hand lol

 

[cookiejar]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: The Islander aways Noirs twice.

id be more concerned that Im stuck in here with a hard on and a soapy hand lol

Just watch where you point that thing...I ain't cleaning cum stains out of my clothes...

 

[cookiejar]

Re: The Islander aways Noirs twice.

I dropped the book on the floor, she startled slightly. Maybe thats an exageration, it was more like an eye flicker. I told myself that this was one cool Cookie.
I sat on the edge of the tub, and let my hand trail in the bath water. My eyes studied the parts of Cookie above water and finally settled on her face. She was looking at me with a mixed look of scorn and amusement. "You got your book now get the hell out" it came out as a half snarl and a corner of her lip came up in defiance. I touched her knee with my hand and let it linger there. "Its been a long day Cookie and I think you got something I need". Cookie snickered"like I havent heard that one before" her tounge came to rest on the edge of her teeth as she looked up at me...
Maybe it was the lavender, maybe it was the aura of sensuality she seemed to draw around her like a cloak... I kissed her, I kissed her hard... our tounges met... My hand found her breast... It was a moment of mutual need...Then a knock on the door. A mans voice called " Cookie there Is someone here to see you". We froze. She was another Mans gal and I coulnd'nt afford to be caught here like this, not now. Pushing me away, she called out "just a moment" and under her breath she told me to hide in her amoir... Crouching behind the silky things I wondered what was motivating Cookie. I told myself the only thing I knew for sure was this was not the time to come out of the closet...

Sterling's kiss was sending shockwaves throughout my body and his hand on my breast ... The knock shattered the moment...it was AA, I thought he had left! I waited until Sterling was in the closet before putting on my robe.

I stepped into the hall ... AA said, "I was on my way out, Rosy is downstairs."

Padding barefoot down the stairs I came face to face with my old friend. She gave me the once over... my robe clinging to my wet body, my red cheeks, ...

"Did I interrupt something?" She said with a sneer.

"Nothing that won't keep," I said sweetly. "I should thank you for the other night..."

Rosy let out a snort of disdain..."Save it...

Oh yes, at one time Rosy and I had been close friends. We opened the strip club together, things were going great...until. We both wanted the same man, a ginger haired mailman named Dom. He was the complete opposite of the guys both of us were used to. He was a warm, gentle man and he had problems deciding between us.

Maybe he wasn't so sweet, maybe he was smarter than we thought. Two women fighting over you...it had to be an ego builder. He ended up spending a torrid night with Rosy as I slept next door. It was the beginning of the end for our friendship. The club went down the tubes too. Rosy opened the malt shop, a good cover. I heard she installed swinging doors to her bedroom and the carpet had a path to her bed.

"I wanted to tell you to stay away from Jix," she threatened. "I know what you are up to."

"What in hell are you talking about?" I was truly puzzled.

"Don't tell me you don't want him. What a coup for you...stealing my man."

I was furious, "Don't worry honey, I can't compete with a pro like you."

The next few moments were a tangle of arms and legs as we rolled on the floor. Suddenly strong arms pulled me away. It was Sterling...wet sleeves and all.

"Well, well," Rosy said. "This is cozy. While the cat's away..."

I tried to get to her but Sterling held me back. She flounced out the door. I was fuming and as Sterling let me go I spun to give him a piece of my mind. Unfortunately I had forgotten I had just a robe on and it was open to his eyes...

 

[cookiejar]

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[Slick]

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So Rosy...Wassat toe-rag been playin' at? She's been 'aving it off wiv dat Sterling, innit? That fucking merchant banker.

Now don't gimmie no porkies, I've 'ad me geezer AA keepin' tabs on 'er around the dickory dock.

Well..?

 

[Ammo44]

continuation................................

"Take that, Binks......ya dirty rat bastard!!!"...Binks fell into a stall....pawing at his eyes.....squeaking in pain."Not so fast, Johnny!"It was Nevada....with a gun aimed at Point. The poor steed was pawing nervously.....neighing towards DLL...than me.I froze,,,,,big clump of manure in hand.

"OK, Modeo.....one false move and I blow the horse's brains out.....and you know I'll do it!"DLL looked on in horror......looked at me pleadingly with her eyes. Than it hit me!!! An old Fugawi Indian trick!!! Chief Wearwe told me of it if I was ever to be threatened by a lawyer........

"Not so fast, Nevada.......ya sleazey weasel." I aimed the manure threatingly....right at his suit!!! His eyes widened.....first in shock....than fear. "You wouldn't daaaaaaare, Johnny!! This is......Armani!!!" "Ohhhh, wouldn't I? Try me!"

The tension was high.........all was heard was the humming of the fluorescent lights.......It was a staredown......."C'mon, Nevada...what's it going to be? Brown on your gray suit..or sliding that gun to me. One false move and the suit gets it!!!" "Damn you, Johnny!!!Here!"..Nevada slid the gun over on the floor. "Ok, now..get the hell outta here! The horse comes with me! C'mere DLL...... 'No, Johnny....I'm staying with Shyster.... I have to!!" Johnny stared in disbelief...his mouth dropped open. Dll turned and kissed Nevada hard on the lips. Johnny's jaw tightened.....a cold icey look on his face."So that's how it is, huh tootsie?" Nevada laughed, turned his back . arm around DLL..sliding it down her back...grasping her ass....and left. His laughter was hanging in the air like smog in L.A.

 

[DLL]

Originally posted by Ammo44
continuation................................

"Take that, Binks......ya dirty rat bastard!!!"...Binks fell into a stall....pawing at his eyes.....squeaking in pain."Not so fast, Johnny!"It was Nevada....with a gun aimed at Point. The poor steed was pawing nervously.....neighing towards DLL...than me.I froze,,,,,big clump of manure in hand.

"OK, Modeo.....one false move and I blow the horse's brains out.....and you know I'll do it!"DLL looked on in horror......looked at me pleadingly with her eyes. Than it hit me!!! An old Fugawi Indian trick!!! Chief Wearwe told me of it if I was ever to be threatened by a lawyer........

"Not so fast, Nevada.......ya sleazey weasel." I aimed the manure threatingly....right at his suit!!! His eyes widened.....first in shock....than fear. "You wouldn't daaaaaaare, Johnny!! This is......Armani!!!" "Ohhhh, wouldn't I? Try me!"

The tension was high.........all was heard was the humming of the fluorescent lights.......It was a staredown......."C'mon, Nevada...what's it going to be? Brown on your gray suit..or sliding that gun to me. One false move and the suit gets it!!!" "Damn you, Johnny!!!Here!"..Nevada slid the gun over on the floor. "Ok, now..get the hell outta here! The horse comes with me! C'mere DLL...... 'No, Johnny....I'm staying with Shyster.... I have to!!" Johnny stared in disbelief...his mouth dropped open. Dll turned and kissed Nevada hard on the lips. Johnny's jaw tightened.....a cold icey look on his face."So that's how it is, huh tootsie?" Nevada laughed, turned his back . arm around DLL..sliding it down her back...grasping her ass....and left. His laughter was hanging in the air like smog in L.A.

 

[Ammo44]

He felt like I was hit by the atomic bomb......devastated...but determined to get Point back safely. Dames...........who could figure 'em? Dll had her clothes all over the floor...this guy traveled wth hangers......in fact Binks was the guy holding them.

"C'mon Point Given, I'll getcha home safe......but first..let's get this saddle off..poor thing....you've been through enough." As he removed the saddle....something fell to the ground. Quizzically , he bent to pick it up. A tape?....what's this?..On a horse? Hmmmm...His mind raced.......he had to check this out . He had a night planned with a quick stop at Krispy Kreme for doughnuts and some joe.......and now..this tape. What could be on it? He had to find out.

He lead Point out into the moonlight and they started their trek back to the safety of his stable. Ahhhhhhh........a horse's life looked good right now.Dll riding him everyday.......poetry in motion..what could be better?

After leaving Point a mixture of horse chow to enjoy..He walked into the empty apartment.... tossed his fedora on the hat rack...kicked off his Florsheims...and sank into the couch.....emptier and quieter without DLL. Her clothes were still scattered....the scent of Laila so intoxicating.....his thoughts still on Nevada's hand on her ass......and that laugh.......and her look back at me.
He popped the tape in..expecting to see her in one of her riding competitions. It was DLL riding alright, however this was no horse that he had ever seen!!! She was riding a guy like there was no tomorrow.......up and down like a bronco.Her face twisted in pleasure.......loud moans and grunts with each push. Her back straight from all those years of riding...breasts firm......taut. His hands gripped her ass tightly.....he thrusted deeply into her smooth pussy. The camera caught every grind....every up and down push. Her hands were flat on this guy's chest...lust written on her face. Clearly. he filled her to the brim..and beyond...both of them lost in their rhythm......just fucking.....She turned around and faced his feet.....playing to the camera.....fully aware she was center stage...licking her lips......hard pumps on his cock...his hands gripping her waist...pushing hard into her. Biting her lip. she bounced on him like a kangaroo in heat. Breathing was ragged.....her face contorted in to that "look" She than got off him and moved between his legs. She hungrily placed her lips around his shaft...glistening from her juices. Her head bobbed and the camera panned up, up ,up..to show...........Shyster!!!!!! That lucky motherfucker. Fucking a girl half his age........damnnnnnnnnn!!! And that position....it was DLL's and Johnny's favorite......he saw the old guy tense....groan....and shoot his wad into her eager mouth. She took every drop and swallowed. She crawled up to him and kissed him hard on the lips... her body was stretched.....smooth skin exposed.....his hands sliding slowly down her back..to her ass....grasped in his hands....That image coming back at Johnny, hitting him like the scent of manure in the barn.Than he heard the most chilling words...spoken in her sultry voice.... words that chilled Johnny to the bone....."I love you." The tape faded to black. Johnny dropped his coffee to the floor....holding his head in his hands.

Slowly raising his head, .....his face breaking into a wicked grin , he slowly realized what he has in his hands. He picked the phone up and dialed Murray Hill 5-6969. The voice on the other end was a woman...and it wasn't DLL!!!! "Hello?", an voice of an older sounding woman answered. "Where is that palooka Nevada?" "Why he's working late at the office.....again. Who is this?", she asked quizzically...a trace of tension in her voice.

"Ma'am, tell him this is Modeo, Johnny Modeo, private dick. I have a tape for him to discuss. and it's not the new Lord of the Rings tape either."

to be continued....................da da da dummmmmmmmmmmm

 

[cookiejar]

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So Rosy...Wassat toe-rag been playin' at? She's been 'aving it off wiv dat Sterling, innit? That fucking merchant banker.

Now don't gimmie no porkies, I've 'ad me geezer AA keepin' tabs on 'er around the dickory dock.

Well..?

RUT ROH!!

 

[rosylady]

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So Rosy...Wassat toe-rag been playin' at? She's been 'aving it off wiv dat Sterling, innit? That fucking merchant banker.

Now don't gimmie no porkies, I've 'ad me geezer AA keepin' tabs on 'er around the dickory dock.

Well..?

I slammed the door of the malt shoppe, the soda jerk lifted his eyebrow but knew better than to say a word. Cookie had provoked me like she always did. She may fool the men in this town, but I knew her game. My head hurt where she had pulled my hair and I had a nasty scratch on my neck. Jix was somewhere playing with his badge and I went to the bedroom to change,

He was leaning against my dresser, a tooth pick in his mouth. It was Big Slick himself, and what was he doing here?

He went into this long spiel in cockney and I tried to follow along. He wanted to know what Cookie was up to. I smiled to myself and thought, now was my chance. I would make that bitch pay!

I quickly turned on the waterworks, "Oh Slick, she has been playing you for a sucker. I owe you one and I think you should know. Sterling has been chasing her along with a couple of crooked cops."

I watched happily as his eyes darkened, and decided to make my move. Playing with his tie I said, "I can't stand how she uses you. You deserve better."

Wrapping my arms around his neck I hid my face on his shoulder, smiling as I felt his arms tighten around me. I had always wondered what had Cookie so hooked on Slick. His hard body did feel good against mine.

I leaned back, and he looked at me, cocking his eyebrow. He leaned in and gave me a quick hard kiss, but as he pulled back I saw fire in his eyes. He was furious with Cookie. He stalked out of the room and I laughed. I wouldn't want to be in her shoes or Sterlings.

I went to take a hot bath, but my mind was still on Slick's kiss.

 

[Ammo44]

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That's either a big shadow...or a NY pidgeon

 

[MR. Gibson]

actually I love film noir and it's writings. by the way Humphrey Bogart is my favorite! I know everything about him! So let me put on my trench coat and brown fedora and put a cigarette in my mouth as I say to you " heres looking at you cookiejar! "



MR. gibson' sexy tales!

 

[cookiejar]

actually I love film noir and it's writings. by the way Humphrey Bogart is my favorite! I know everything about him! So let me put on my trench coat and brown fedora and put a cigarette in my mouth as I say to you " heres looking at you cookiejar! "



MR. gibson' sexy tales!

Bogart is wonderful as are Sterling Hayden, Robert Ryan, and Glenn Ford(my 3 personal favorites.)

Welcome and "Play it again, Gib."

 

[MR. Gibson]

to continue on who your favorites are some of my other favorites are-james cagney, robert mitchum and dana andrews among others. I think bogart in "the big sleep' Robert Mitchum in "farwell my lovely' and Dick powell "Murder my sweet' played detective philip marlow the best on the big screen and in that order too! plus I like all the guys you mentioned and glen ford is still living too!




MR. gibson' sexy tales!

 

[cookiejar]

to continue on who your favorites are some of my other favorites are-james cagney, robert mitchum and dana andrews among others. I think bogart in "the big sleep' Robert Mitchum in "farwell my lovely' and Dick powell "Murder my sweet' played detective philip marlow the best on the big screen and in that order too! plus I like all the guys you mentioned and glen ford is still living too!




MR. gibson' sexy tales!

Sterling Hayden and Robert Ryan were two of the sexiest men in movies. They had that edge to them. Glenn Ford in "The Big Heat"...wow he made my heart flutter.

I loved "Beware, My Lovely" and "The Asphalt Jungle." I just recently saw "Detective Story " with Kirk Douglas...very good. Sheesh I could go on and on and on...


I loved "Laura"...who'd a thunk Vincent Price in film noir?

 

[MR. Gibson]

I could go on and on and on too my friend. I liked "laura" but I loved "Asphalt Jungle". Sterling was also in the film noir "the killing" with Elisha cooke Jr. -who was also very good at this stuff! Even though I love marilyne monroe. sterling hayden and sam jaffe are the ones that made "Apshalt Jungle" into a classic. by the way one side note when I was a kid one halloween my brother and I dressed up like 1940's gangsters. we wore the hats, and suits. I had a plastic blue machine gun and my brother had a plastic gun.it was fun. like you I love the film noir stuff!

 

[cookiejar]

I slammed the door of the malt shoppe, the soda jerk lifted his eyebrow but knew better than to say a word. Cookie had provoked me like she always did. She may fool the men in this town, but I knew her game. My head hurt where she had pulled my hair and I had a nasty scratch on my neck. Jix was somewhere playing with his badge and I went to the bedroom to change,

He was leaning against my dresser, a tooth pick in his mouth. It was Big Slick himself, and what was he doing here?

He went into this long spiel in cockney and I tried to follow along. He wanted to know what Cookie was up to. I smiled to myself and thought, now was my chance. I would make that bitch pay!

I quickly turned on the waterworks, "Oh Slick, she has been playing you for a sucker. I owe you one and I think you should know. Sterling has been chasing her along with a couple of crooked cops."

I watched happily as his eyes darkened, and decided to make my move. Playing with his tie I said, "I can't stand how she uses you. You deserve better."

Wrapping my arms around his neck I hid my face on his shoulder, smiling as I felt his arms tighten around me. I had always wondered what had Cookie so hooked on Slick. His hard body did feel good against mine.

I leaned back, and he looked at me, cocking his eyebrow. He leaned in and gave me a quick hard kiss, but as he pulled back I saw fire in his eyes. He was furious with Cookie. He stalked out of the room and I laughed. I wouldn't want to be in her shoes or Sterlings.

I went to take a hot bath, but my mind was still on Slick's kiss.

I pulled my robe together, my face flaming. I was no shrinking violet but the look in Sterling's eyes was unsettling. It had been awhile since Slick was around and I was feeling lonely and unloved. As he started forward I backed up, then quickly ran upstairs, shutting myself in my room. I leaned on the door, willing myself to calm down. I heard the door shut and watched at the window as Sterling stalked away.

Sighing I moved to the vanity mirror and began to brush my hair, it always calmed me. My hands were shaking as I thought of Rosy and her snide remarks. I heard the door downstairs slam ... Sterling was back! Before I could get up my bedroom door crashed open. It was Slick and from the look in his eyes...let's say I knew that look. His eyes were blazing, his fists clenched.

"Blimey! Where in Din' Dong Bell is 'e?" 'e snarled. "I told yew ter find aaaht what 'e knew. Rosy says da two ov yew are ge'in' cozy. Yew take me fer a sucker?. Nuff said, yeah?"

He advanced on me and I stood quickly, leaning back against the table. I was shaking my head, my heart was pounding. "Rosy lies! She wants to get back at me. She wants you out of my life. Believe me, you are the only one." I was shaking harder but it was the close proximity of his body. He had the ability to turn my body to jelly.


"Awright geeezzaa! He Bobby Pe'a be careful," 'e growled. "You are my broad an' I don't share. Sorted mate."


I should have been angry at his words but I only felt excitement and a thrill at his possessiveness. Opening my robe I pulled him closer and felt his body relax. The kiss was liquid fire and my legs were weak with desire. He picked me up and we moved to the bed...unbeknownst to us a shadowy figure was waiting in the alley behind the club.

 

[MR. Gibson]

just film noir fun for cookiejar especially

Sterling sat at the bar with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a half empty whiskey bottle in his hand.
He was unshaven wearing a double breasted black suit with a brown trenchcoat over it with a black fedora on his head.
Sterling had just escaped jail and shot it out with the police.
He even killed two crooked cops who lied to the D.A. and set him up for murder in
the first place. He was now on the lame. sterling was glad he killed these two crooked cops who lied and set him up for murder.He had evened the score on those two!Sterling knew who the real killer was but he was no stool pigeon as he watched the casablance fan slowly spin over head as he waited for five o' clock to roll around.
Five o' clock was when his girlfriend cookiejar was coming to meet him. Cookiejar was sterlings kinda dame. What a doll she was! Cookie was sure one hot number!sterling could not wait till his cookiejar arrived. Once his cookiejar arrived then they would hop into sterlings newly stolen 1949 ford mercury and blow this rat town forever and start a whole new life together.
Sterling then looked up with a big smile on his face it was cookiejar coming through the rain slicked streets towards the bar and to him wearing her blue trenchcoat and hat. She was looking just as beautiful as he remembered her. Eight long years in jail could not wipe away that golden memory! sterling could not wait till they started their new life together.....

 

[EarthquakeMan]

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Merry Christmas to all the dicks and dames. Hope there's still some black market lube left in Lit City. I've been tied up in Muncie on a big case. Some grifter dug up Abe Vigoda and is parading him around as the Ghost of Christmas Past. When I catch the scoundrel that did the dirty deed he will be brought to justice - twenty to life on the odd numbers thread. No mercy.

 

[islander01]

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Merry Christmas to all the dicks and dames. Hope there's still some black market lube left in Lit City. I've been tied up in Muncie on a big case. Some grifter dug up Abe Vigoda and is parading him around as the Ghost of Christmas Past. When I catch the scoundrel that did the dirty deed he will be brought to justice - twenty to life on the odd numbers thread. No mercy.

Welcome back to the city Quake.


and for your information Mr Gibson I drive a 37 "Doozie" I bought with hard earned cash. And Cookie....She's trouble with a capital T.

 

[barn888]

This thread is so cool!

 

[MR. Gibson]

yes, cool like bogart sweetheart. As for me I got on this board late but it suits me fine like my new black pinstriped double breasted suit, black fedora hat, spectator shoes and the heater that fits snugly in my gunbelt. I am always beware of a dragon lady named velma though. she could be trouble for a dick like me. especially in these film noir type movies!

MR. gibson' sexy tales!

 

[cookiejar]

Re: just film noir fun for cookiejar especially

Sterling sat at the bar with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a half empty whiskey bottle in his hand.
He was unshaven wearing a double breasted black suit with a brown trenchcoat over it with a black fedora on his head.
Sterling had just escaped jail and shot it out with the police.
He even killed two crooked cops who lied to the D.A. and set him up for murder in
the first place. He was now on the lame. sterling was glad he killed these two crooked cops who lied and set him up for murder.He had evened the score on those two!Sterling knew who the real killer was but he was no stool pigeon as he watched the casablance fan slowly spin over head as he waited for five o' clock to roll around.
Five o' clock was when his girlfriend cookiejar was coming to meet him. Cookiejar was sterlings kinda dame. What a doll she was! Cookie was sure one hot number!sterling could not wait till his cookiejar arrived. Once his cookiejar arrived then they would hop into sterlings newly stolen 1949 ford mercury and blow this rat town forever and start a whole new life together.
Sterling then looked up with a big smile on his face it was cookiejar coming through the rain slicked streets towards the bar and to him wearing her blue trenchcoat and hat. She was looking just as beautiful as he remembered her. Eight long years in jail could not wipe away that golden memory! sterling could not wait till they started their new life together.....

I'm in love!!!...