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Robert Eversz has a way with names, and Wrex, as Nina’s biker boyfriend, is one of the inspired choices, particularly for a romance that is fated to fail.
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Wrex stood in the open doorway, watched me as I dropped my purse and kicked off my pumps. He said, “As a gentleman, I can’t enter a lady’s apartment unless invited.”
I laughed, because Wrex looked more like a barbarian raider come to kill the men, rape the women and steal the children than any gentleman I’d ever seen. Black Doc Martens laced halfway up his calves. His blue jeans were torn at the knee, again just below the butt. A silver eagle belt buckle jutted above his 501 button fly. His black leather jacket, worn all seasons regardless of temperature, was parted to a ripped white t-shirt. He hadn’t shaved in three days, in fact he always hadn’t shaved in three days. I wondered how he managed to keep his stubble at the same precise length every time I saw him. He liked fashion scars. Two big silver rings in his left ear, one in his right. A cobra on his right biceps, a jaguar on his left, the lightning-bolt logo of AC/DC on his butt, a name he discovered too late also meant lack of sexual preference. A red handkerchief swirled pirate-like around his head so often I began to suspect he was bald underneath. Later, after I had seen a dozen young men dressed like this in Hollywood, I realized Wrex wasn’t dangerous in the way I thought. He just knew how to accessorize danger. But for my home town, Wrex was very extreme. And so I thought, very sexy.
The way he stood in the doorway, leaning on his elbow against the doorjamb, his hand cocked on his hip, gave me strong ideas how I wanted to spend the next hour.
-- “Shooting Elvis” by Robert Ms. Eversz
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Eversz also gave his female heroine a healthy libido. Nina Zero is not a slut and is drawn in the feminist mold, but she is a very healthy girl with healthy appetites, though it does get her in trouble from time to time.
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Wrex stood in the open doorway, watched me as I dropped my purse and kicked off my pumps. He said, “As a gentleman, I can’t enter a lady’s apartment unless invited.”
I laughed, because Wrex looked more like a barbarian raider come to kill the men, rape the women and steal the children than any gentleman I’d ever seen. Black Doc Martens laced halfway up his calves. His blue jeans were torn at the knee, again just below the butt. A silver eagle belt buckle jutted above his 501 button fly. His black leather jacket, worn all seasons regardless of temperature, was parted to a ripped white t-shirt. He hadn’t shaved in three days, in fact he always hadn’t shaved in three days. I wondered how he managed to keep his stubble at the same precise length every time I saw him. He liked fashion scars. Two big silver rings in his left ear, one in his right. A cobra on his right biceps, a jaguar on his left, the lightning-bolt logo of AC/DC on his butt, a name he discovered too late also meant lack of sexual preference. A red handkerchief swirled pirate-like around his head so often I began to suspect he was bald underneath. Later, after I had seen a dozen young men dressed like this in Hollywood, I realized Wrex wasn’t dangerous in the way I thought. He just knew how to accessorize danger. But for my home town, Wrex was very extreme. And so I thought, very sexy.
The way he stood in the doorway, leaning on his elbow against the doorjamb, his hand cocked on his hip, gave me strong ideas how I wanted to spend the next hour.
-- “Shooting Elvis” by Robert Ms. Eversz
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Eversz also gave his female heroine a healthy libido. Nina Zero is not a slut and is drawn in the feminist mold, but she is a very healthy girl with healthy appetites, though it does get her in trouble from time to time.
