Lookism Jake Novels & Stories

Jake thought well of his looks; he was not a dressy man, like Tinkersley, but he nonetheless took pains with his appearance and knew that women fancied him. She had never seen him mad, but she knew he would not like anyone to make light of him. “I believe he’d shoot the man that touches me,” she said. “I believe it too,” Lippy said. “Jake’s mighty partial to Lorie.” “Hell, you’re partial to her yourself,” Gus said. “We’re all partial to her. But Jake ain’t exactly a killer.” “He killed that man in Arkansas,” Lorena said.

“Sorry man, I like long legs that wrap around my waist when I dip into their chestnut pot, my hands filled with their boobs and my mouth around their perky nipples.” He sneered. “You didn’t have to be cruel! A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed.” Reno could see how Loraine ended up being his beard in high school. They were two peas in a pod. “No, I’m very straight.” “You sure?” “He said he’s straight!” They all turned to the angry yell. It was a short slim girly looking man, with long front blond hair that covered his right eye. “Ah hell!” Jake mumbled then as he went after the guy who was briskly walking away he yelled, “Honey, it’s not what you think!”

Christian rose from his chair and left as he needed to calm himself down before he does any stupidity. *** Jake was in a club with one of his friends, Jessica. They were having a couple of drinks together when he heard her saying. “So, did you tell her about your feelings?” Jessica asked. “No, I didn’t get a chance to say anything. Grandpa announced her wedding with Chris last night,” Jake answered and took a sip of his whiskey. “Oh yeah, I saw that in today’s newspaper, Hottest eligible bachelor of London is engaged to Indian Beauty,” Jessica mimicked, and Jake chuckled, lowering his head.