A spoonful of the past

He had received the most lavish praises, and he had harvested the nastiest curses.
He was a guy whose every vein pulsed with defiance.
He was a white boy who could never become a celebrity.
He was a youth from the countryside in the eyes of the masses.
He was Tommy Hawk.
He had been reborn.
Welcome to the story that tells of the American Dream in the first half and the American nightmare in the second.
Let's invite Tommy Hawk to take the stage, in the winter of 2022.

America 1982

"You fucked a guy who claims to be a woman?" Pam asked, suddenly interested.


"Of course not, if so, I'd rather my own stick rotted away! I had just never tried lesbians before, and there was this woman at Stanford University named Quinn. She actually was a lesbian, and she always intentionally flirted with me, playing games with me. Then, one time when she provoked me again, I really did it to her...you know. That woman is not easy to mess with. I screwed her once, and she screwed my girls many times to make it up to herself, so don't mess with white-haired lesbians," Tommy said to Pam:


Chapter 8: Let's Scrap the Golf Clubs_2