Pure Taboo Homeless Novels & Stories

"Ah, it's too late, but don't worry. I won't torture you too much to start with. In fact, I'm just going to let you enjoy what's coming next." As soon as he was done speaking, at least a dozen homeless men walked in. They had been sleeping under bridges and next to rubbish dumps for years, and there was a potent stench coming from all of them. They were all old men, and mostly still single because no woman ever wanted them. But now, their eyes brightened considerably after seeing Regina. Regina knew at once how Jack was planning to punish her. She simply couldn't accept being touched by any of the men before her—she would rather kill herself instead.

Donal said. Tex shrugged. "Okay. I don't think I can cook at night because then that'll bring attention to us." He pointed down. "There are apartments with stoves and ovens downstairs. Most of the residents go to work somewhere else so we could sneak in." Tex flexed his hands. "I can usually jimmy a lock." "That would be wrong?" Tex laughed. "When you are homeless what is right and wrong kind of blurs. We won't take anything from them, just use their oven."

Maybe I should have put a filter in my mouth before talking. “I can’t blame them. There are so many homeless people that use other peoples generosity to fund their habits, some can even be violent. But every now and then, just a hello would make me feel alive.” I’m quickly deep in conversation with Scott, I learn that he is an ex service man. He shares some of his memories, but he’s guarded. I switch out conversation to local news events, I don’t want to pry into his personal life. “Would you like some crisps with me? I’d feel rude eating alone, but I am hungry.”

Jia asks, sounding ignorant, and Zuri laughs. "There are many areas of extreme poverty, but there are also big cities. My area was pretty poor, and members of my tribe do wonder where their next meal is coming from," she explains, and Jia's face falls. "Really? Oh my gosh, I am a horrible person. I figured it was all lies to get money. I am so sorry. America has a huge homeless population, so I am not trying to say the United States is better or anything," Jia says and Zuri shakes her head.

Beggar You'd think I went through hell to survive on the street. Truth is, us homeless folks are all trying to survive. We spend more time fighting against nature and saving our strength until our next meal than we do fighting each other. Not to say that I have a clean slate or it's all peachy. The back door next to the red dumpsters I'm resting between bangs open, “I'm fine Zero!” A sweet female voice says. “Den and Spades with us,” Her heels click so close to me. I still.