The Spicy-Adventure by Robert Leslie Bellem & Victor Rousseau

Author:Robert Leslie Bellem & Victor Rousseau
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: pulp, fiction, short stories, spicy, adventure
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2015-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

TUFFY AND HIS HAREM, by Nick Anderson

Originally published in Spicy Adventure Stories, August 1935.

There was a pale glow in the eastern sky. Tuffy Scott, broad-shouldered, big-muscled, a giant of a fellow, stood up on the stern thwart of the small row boat for another long sweeping look at the empty horizon. Then he looked down at the indistinct figures of the three girls sprawled awkwardly at his feet.

What a mess for a guy like him to get in, he thought to himself as he peered at the faint outlines of the girls’ almost totally unclothed bodies. Three girls! And he alone with them!

But it wasn’t his fault. The night before when the gambling ship on which Tuffy worked as deckhand had been raided by government officials off the coast of California, he had suddenly found himself pushed into the boat with the three girls and told to stay out of sight while the raid was on.

For an hour they had crouched in silence a few feet away from the ship. Then, before their startled eyes, the boat had pulled up anchor and slipped off into the darkness. They had been forgotten or deserted, one of the two. It didn’t matter which.

And here they were, Tuffy Scott, with a black stubble of beard on his roughly handsome face, and three blonde girls in dance outfits consisting of tiny red silk panties and red and white silk bandeaux that barely covered three sets of luscious breasts.

Now that the sky was lighter, Tuffy had a chance to take a good look at the girls as they lay before him—long, slender, bare legs curled up under bodies that had more swells and softnesses than a June surf. And in spite of the predicament he knew faced them all, Tuffy felt pleasure in looking at the lovely creatures and feeling that he was responsible for their safety.

“Hey, girls,” Tuffy shouted by way of waking them up, “if you want your breakfast, you’d better get up and fight for it.”

The girl nearest him, Mai Williams, full-breasted and narrow-waisted, popped one eye open, looked with disgust at the tiny, very dead minnow Tuffy held between his fingers, and said, “That isn’t funny.” And she closed the one eye only to open both at once.

“Do you think it is good to eat?”

“Sure,” Tuffy laughed and tossed the dead minnow back into the sea, “only I’m too finicky since I met up with you refined ladies.”

Zoe Smith, another of the trio, shook her very pale hair fiercely at Tuffy and murmured wrathfully, “Your jokes are as smelly as that minnow.”

Honey Lawrence, the third of the girls, ignored the talk and jumped up for a look around the wide expanse of the empty horizon. She stretched her arms and legs lazily. And winked mischievously at Tuffy.

“Say, you two,” Honey said, “if you don’t pipe down on that quarreling, our sailor boy friend will be tossing you dames to the fishes, and a good riddance, I’d say. Tuffy and I wouldn’t mind a little privacy, would we?” Tuffy grinned.

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