Title: Searching For Barbie
Author: Tommy Crown
Release Date: January 1, 2015Summary:
Barbie was a good girl. A dead ringer for the famous doll of the same name. Everyone that knew her said she was the 'nicest, sweetest, most caring' girl they knew. But, did they know her secrets? Not even her closest friends knew how much she hated her minister father, or how pathetic she thought her mother was for allowing him to beat her into submission night after night. Barbie wanted to disappear and never look back. But, how? Could she vanish without a trace? She knew her father would stop at nothing to get her back. Perhaps, he had secrets, too. Barbie needed more than a plan. She needed a miracle. Will she find one and if so, at what price?
Hi, I’m Tommy Crown
I was born in Texas at the height of the Viet Nam war and the hippie movement. We moved around a lot because my father was in the oil business. Mainly in Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, and South America.
My teen years were spent in California, where I was the poster boy for bad boys. I managed to get suspended from Beverly Hills High and wound up graduating from Hollywood High where the tolerance for bad boys was the norm.
I played drums in a band called, ‘Brand X’. I surfed. I smoked, drank, and chased women. I was pretty good at it.
The chasing women part anyway.
I did my time at Cerritos College where they handed me my first college degree. I now have a couple more. One from UNLV in marketing and another from NYU in journalism.
Next, I spent a few years in law enforcement (LAPD), before flipping to the dark side where I worked in a casino , (Caesars’ Palace) thanks to my father’s connections to the owner, the late Jay Sarno. It was there I found my niche.
I advanced over the years, became a casino boss and traveled the world opening casinos for a group of very wealthy Americans.
I opened the Royale in Port au Prince Haiti, the Flamingo in Madrid, and believe it or not, Rick’s in Casablanca.
During that time, I picked up the nickname, ‘Player’ and for some reason, it stuck.
A few years ago, I decided I wanted to be a writer. More specifically, a writer of erotica. I figured I might as well put my dirty mind to work. I’ve sold stories to Hustler, Penthouse, and Bitch magazines thru the years and their dough was good. Better than most to be honest. The perks weren’t bad, either. I’ll let you think about that.
I thought my years in law enforcement and my time spent as a player in the casino world would serve me well as a writer. It has.
I tend to write things that men can read while getting a haircut, or women under hair dryers, or factory workers on break. Don’t kid yourself though. Doctors and Lawyers read my work, too.
I currently work weekends for VIP Services, a private security firm I co-own that provides protection for entertainers and celebrities. The doughs good and the perks are incredible. Yeah, big black limo, men in dark suits and darker sunglasses moving the crowds out of the way for stars. Cool job.
You can find my free stories on BooksieSilk, Velvet9, Stories Space, literotica, watt pad and my personal blog.
My inspiration comes from anything; a sight, a sound, a smell, a neatly turned phrase I hear on TV or radio, kids playing in a park, or simply draw something from my real life and suddenly, I have a story!