Jimmy Hopkins Novels & Stories

Dad clutched her hair to keep her from pulling away and she let out a surprised, muffled squeak. "Please, Henry," Dad said. "She's busy. As you can see, she's fine." Jimmy rubbed his hands together awkwardly. His eyes ticked between Tiffany's head and Cleopatra's ass. It was all too much. He still felt like crying. "Let your Grandfather sit down, Jim." Dad said suddenly. Suppressing a sigh, Jim climbed out of his armchair onto the floor and let Gramps sit down. Cleopatra sat on his lap, her skirt riding up so that Jimmy could clearly see the pink lips of her hairless pussy. The side of her giant tit was smooshed against Gramps' face.

Jimmy sat in silence for a minute watching her, urging her to leave with his eyes. "Look, don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you. It's just that I work alone I don't like partners." Jimmy had left out the how and why he did not like partners. It was no secret though. Before coming here he'd been a New York City police officer.

"Albert, I think you don't quite know me." Albert had already put his hands in his pockets and was preparing to leave. When he heard what Jimmy said, he stopped. Jimmy took a step forward and lowered his voice. "It's my fault for not being honest with you. I spend my free time at the gallery, it's true, but I have another job." Jimmy was a policeman, the undercover kind. He had sharp senses that would be a shame to waste, after all. He was driven, too. After James and Henry allowed him not to learn cooking, he went into art. But no one knew that he had changed his major in the end.

“So, as I was saying, it turns out we don’t need corner Hopkins anymore. Dr. Clark just turned him in, but we have a problem. He’s not in Phoenix right now. The records said he flew to New York five days ago.” “He’s here, yes. I met him five days ago.” “You did? How?” “I met him once when he contacted Audrey. He’s with Charles Scott, but we have never heard of Hopkins since.” “But Charles has already returned to Phoenix. I spoke to him as you requested. He’s willing to cooperate.” I scowled. “And Hopkins didn’t return with him?” “Nope.” “He’s still fucking here,” I cursed. “He probably knows now.” “Yes, and the doctor actually confessed to many things as well.”

He had to do what was on his mind. When the streets got stuck, Boston grew impatient. He pressed the horn repeatedly to anger road users. But Boston didn't care, he drove fast enough to reach the police station not long after. When he got out of the car, the police were confused by his arrival. Boston stepped quickly and entered the police station. "Mr. Hopkins, how can we help you?" asked one of the policemen on duty. "Yes. I want to surrender myself,"he replied firmly and loudly. ***

I don't know what got me more upset, maybe it's how I had to rush Violet out of the party or how Sophia has been a leach or Jim's presence and how the slutty Sophia is acting up around him but I nevertheless maintained my cool. "Hey man, how are you doing?", Jim said moving towards me in an embrace. Jim is such an asshole, a crazy ass nigga plus ruthless, I once heard that he was part of a drug and human trafficking ring but I never really bothered about him since he maintained his lane after our little scuffle years ago, but his stories of his ruthlessness has spread so wide that it sent shivers down the spine of othe parks but just two people aren't moved, Henry and I.

By some twisted stroke of luck, Archie's manhood—though bruised and swollen—had not been completely destroyed. While he silently thanked the heavens, his hatred for Tiana grew even deeper. That seductive married woman? He was determined to have her tonight, no matter what it took. Just then, Jerry and a dozen of the Rhodes family's top fighters finally arrived on the scene. Jameson, seeing that his people were in place, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Mr. Hopkins, you really want to keep pushing this?"

He'd created a huge mess, drawing the attention of everyone else in the convenience store. Jimmy also realized he'd caused a spectacle. His eyes flashed with panic. Then, when he spotted me, he reenacted the same scene that I remembered from my previous life. He stuck his hand out toward me, as if I were his lifeline, and waved as hard as he could. "Don't go, Alex!" The passersby started eyeing me suspiciously, as if I'd been the one responsible for this. In my previous life, as a result of Jimmy's reputation for being brutally honest, everyone believed him without much fuss. Even though I'd done my best to defend myself, I was forced to compensate the store with a month's worth of my allowa

You need a double dose, I reckon. ‘You’re as funny as chicken pox, Jimbo,’ Cochran replied with a chuckle. ‘And you still can’t sing, Skipper,’ First Mate James ‘Jimbo’ Spirehouse said. ‘You’re gonna have to accept that fact some day. Why not do it now and save my sanity?’ ‘Because the King still sings, you heathen,’ said Cochran, jerking his head towards the speaker as it pumped out ‘Jailhouse Rock’. ‘And you were crazy before you ever set foot on this boat.’ The two men laughed heartily.

Don’t surround yourself with trash or you’ll start to smell just as it does. HJ PS Cleopatra dined with rulers, not servants. PPS Poe’s best is “The Raven.” He goes mad in missing his Lenore. I find we’re all missing something, and maybe that makes us all a little mad. I did exactly the opposite of his instructions. I solidified my role within the family by sitting in on those calls every time Jimmy invited me. They hooked me with their secrets and made sure I was aware that I could never share them. All I shared was my body with Jimmy, more times than I could count.