Billy Budd

By Tim Mead

Professor Everett Sloane is totally captivated with William Bond, one of his English students. The young man, with his fair skin, baby face, blue eyes, and curly blond hair, reminds Ev of Melville’s eponymous character, Billy Budd.

Student-teacher relations goes against college policy and could ruin the reputations of both men. Try as he might, Ev can’t give Billy up. With an unpleasant undercurrent of blackmail and deceit, is all as it seems? But who’s deceiving whom? Is sweet, beautiful William what he appears to be?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: May 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9781685501655

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Billy Budd

By Tim Mead

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Billy Budd

By Tim Mead

At 7:15 A.M. thirty-something Everett Sloane heaved himself out of the college pool after forty-five minutes of swimming laps. The three other men in the pool, all faculty members, didn’t even look up. Sloane was a fixture there three mornings a week, so they took his presence and his leaving for granted. If they had troubled to look, they might have said Sloan had kept his swimmer’s build. The less charitable could have pointed out the beginnings of a pair of love handles. He looked pretty good at 6’1" with no sign of losing his thick brown hair, which he kept cut to a medium length to show off the waves in it. Some of the women in his classes had been known to admire his brown eyes. But Sloan was lonely. It was no fun being a gay professor in a small town thirty miles from any decent-sized city.

Sloan loved his teaching. That is, he loved working with students. He was not fond of the meetings—committee meetings, department meetings, division meetings, and general faculty meetings—that seemed to plague his life. He drew emotional sustenance from his students. They gave him life and energy; they made