Cooper & Joy.
Luke Ryman is an author of ebooks, and creator of Dave Cooper and Tony Joy - two of the oldest teenagers in town. Dave and Tony live, and will die, in south-east London.
Thursday, 16 May 2013
Friday, 10 May 2013
Goodbye To All Of This
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| The End |
So after four years in Catford, where they had hoped to build a decent life for themselves, Dave Cooper and Tony Joy are finally leaving town.
They won't be missed, because during those four years Dave and Tony have done some wicked things.
And just why are they going?
To find out the answer to this question, and to witness their leaving, turn the pages of the final instalment of The Londoners trilogy, The Londoners 3 - No Turning Back.
The good people of southeast London will sleep soundly tonight, now that Cooper and Joy are gone.
Now Valerie is standing by the
window, and as the sun burns away the last of the heavy clouds, in the best
English she can speak she tells me that she wants to swim in the sea, and then
go out for the evening. She wants to dance and have fun. It sounds like a great
idea to me, and after telephoning her Mama to say that she won’t be coming home
tonight, Valerie is slipping into her bikini, and dreaming of pulsating music
and beer.
At least Dave Cooper can dream, as his life spirals out of control.
Extract taken from The Londoners 3 - No Turning Back.
Now out on Amazon.
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Sunday, 5 May 2013
A Whore Named Jill
I decided that she was no amateur
when it came to fellatio. She was just too fucking good to be an amateur. I
looked at her again. She was in her early forties. She had lived a life before
I came along. Of course she wasn't a fucking amateur. Had she sucked the cocks
of her male colleagues? Quite possibly. And Alan's cock? I didn't think so. How
many other men had she entertained in her bed, whilst Alan had been away
fishing? One? Two? Hundreds? No – not hundreds. Her cunt was too immaculate. It
was a beautiful cunt – and it was only for me. Or was it? The soft music. The
chilled wine. How many other times had she entertained men? I should have
fucked her harder than I did, because even though she had cried at the end, I had
made the mistake of feeling sorry for being so rough with her. But perhaps
she enjoyed rough sex, and that her crying had been an act to hide the fact
that she liked being treated like a slut. That was it.
The next time – perhaps tonight – there would be anal sex. That will make the
slut cry.
Dave Cooper wants to make his girlfriend cry.
Extract from "The Londoners" - an ebook by Luke Ryman, for Kindle.
Dave Cooper wants to make his girlfriend cry.
Extract from "The Londoners" - an ebook by Luke Ryman, for Kindle.
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Monday, 29 April 2013
A Camping Holiday To Remember
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| She may well satisfy Andy's urges. |
At midnight we were visited by Roger, the campsite
owner. He wanted to know when we were going to bed, as there had been numerous
complaints from other guests, who had moaned about our language, and lack of
respect for others. Andy looked at him and laughed. He said he was on holiday,
and holidays were for drinking, eating, and satisfying one's sexual urges. Roger lowered his voice
and said he agreed wholeheartedly with what Andy had said, but he had to think
about his other guests, especially those with small children. Tony let out a
disgustingly loud belch, and said that all small children were bastards. Dave
sighed, and asked Roger if he wanted a drink. Roger looked at all of us,
chuckled, and asked for a can of strong cider.
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Sunday, 21 April 2013
The Londoners - Book 1
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| Death On The Line |
Behind the building in which we
live, beyond a crumbling wall, there's a railway line linking south-east London
to Kent. It's the line which brings thousands of commuters to London every
weekday, by the trainload, and once the working day is over, it's the same line
which delivers those commuters safely back home. It's the line onto which a few
people have thrown themselves, to end their miserable lives, and it's the line
which Tony likes to look at every now and then, so that he can watch the trains
go by, and make rude gestures to the passengers in the overcrowded carriages,
thinking to himself that he's glad that it's not him heading to work, for
another boring day at the office.
Our Portuguese neighbour once
complained to our landlord about the fact that she was unable to hang anything
expensive on her walls, because every time a train goes by, our building seems
to vibrate. The landlord replied that trains, like acts of God, are out of his
control, and if she is unhappy about being unable to hang watercolours on her
walls, perhaps she should look elsewhere to live. She soon got the point, and
now realises that although life in a big city is all about noise, pollution,
and being surrounded by lots of people, it's also about being able to get from
A to B, very easily, thanks to the wonders of public transport.
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Sunday, 14 April 2013
No Turning Back
We are now leaving Catford, in
south-east London, and we’re never coming back. From my grubby window I see a
street which we know well. It is our street – or now, it was our street. I
think I can see the roof of our favourite pub, in which Sid, the landlord, will
be wondering why Tony and me are not stood at the bar, ordering drinks and
complaining about life. Goodbye Sid. Goodbye pub. Goodbye to the smell of the
pub. And then I can see some shops, an abandoned warehouse, a yard overflowing
with car tyres and the shell of a very old coach. We pass under a viaduct.
There are a few trees and then the grey landscape reappears. More yards, more
abandoned vehicles and factories which are empty and falling apart.
Dave Cooper & Tony Joy must leave Catford - and they won't be coming back!
But why must they go?
Extract taken from "The Londoners 3" - due out this summer.
To find out why Dave & Tony have got to go, and to read more about their miserable lives, check out the first two titles in "The Londoners" trilogy - available from Amazon for Kindle.
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Thursday, 4 April 2013
Broken Bottles
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