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I'm aiming for the rough draft by tomorrow, review and edit by Wednesday!!

I've always lived by the golden rule of Mondays, that is to say...Don't let Monday ruin your Sunday....

Oh, girls, Sarah and Clair...what have you gone and done??? I am still not a fan of Anduin, regardless of his background... Cain, lying on the broken glass table top, does he have serious cuts on his back as well? Just how far did they go in emasculating him, superficially or with serious damage? What was Flavius doing/not doing??? I suspect official charges will be filed, making it difficult to brush under the rug...

In a way, I think Five and Bethany have crossed a line, no matter how well-intentioned they are...it's a bit duplicious and disingenuous... Then...huh????? “You definitely have my undivided attention right now,” Five replied as he looked at Five’s bulge. “I need to check the weather forecast, but I think we could either go skiing or snow machining tomorrow and not run into any weather,” Percy said absently as he pressed his forehead to Five’s as he continued to stimulate the boy. “Here, I’m quite comfortable here,” Five said breathlessly as his hands slipped under Trevor’s shirt.

Oh, to be so lucky as Shawn....Seriously, this was a great chapter!!!

Amen to that, brother, Max knows!!! Oh what tangled webs we weave, Miguel's family is "connected"....

Time to put the 'wayback machine' into fast forward for Cody....

Oh...no...shoot me now if that unthinkable thought should happen...let's put one foot in front of the other and repeat that step multiple times...it's called moving forward...like eating an elephant, one bite at a time, if Mohammad won't go to the mountain, bring the damed mountain to him...

This isn't an easy read, but worth the time to do so!! I recommend this story as it will have you pondering what the fates have for us all.

While this was not my cup of tea, and I am glad I stuck it out and thank you for sharing this with us!!!

That he's a power bottom???

With those in charge watching, don't give anything away...now, can Zane be helped???

A sad chapter indeed, but one that shows the resiliency of these folks...

For someone who is dieting, this was a very unfair chapter!!!! So well written!! I keep missing my invitation dang it!~!!

Thank you for sharing this with us, one of your best yet...As you could tell from my comments, you had me hook, line, and sinker.

I'm looking forward to Jack dominating Cobb's horse...and mebbe Cobb....

What will the back buildings reveal???

Just so sad...

Uma holds the key, as long as she stays silent, the mystery continues...unless there is another surprise reveal like the photos...

The quick and easy comment would be, "There may be snow on the roof, but the furnace burns brightly... To go back home again, to a simpler time, what we never realize in our tender years is how the complications stick with us...and remain... To recapture our lost youth...that is the question...

I can't help myself, it would be better than seven bonus chapters....

Just stop kvetching about the prologue and publish it as a bonus chapter, note I said bonus, not boner....

A lot of fancy tech for these boys to use, really liked the body suits... Is Zane a plant to see how this group would deal with the situation he presents, or is he just that thick??? We seemed to work well together through another simulation to go to a near-Earth asteroid, though Zane still wandered and would occasionally try to tell people to do other things. Heath looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I whispered: "I'll talk with him after class." I didn't want this to turn into a lasting issue, and it was my job now to make sure it didn't. After all, while this is college, it's also a military thing, and there is a chain of command.

Or Bethany likes being bummed...

Theo is stealing my heart... Sawyer looked around the room. Grizzled miners tipped their hats. The shopkeepers he'd protected gave solemn nods. The bartender, a man who had seen it all, raised a glass in his direction. They weren't looking at a Pinkerton agent anymore, a representative of a distant, corrupt power. They were looking at their lawman. "Take it," Theo murmured, nudging him gently. "You're unemployed now, remember? And for the record, I don't work for free. I have expensive tastes. Like... beans that aren't from a can." AS a Federal Deputy Marshal, Sawyer should have put the lawyers in the pokey, emptied out their briefcases, burned their clothes, and send them packing in their union johnny suits. Federal Marshals are higher on the pecking list than Pinkertons...Calmy letting them know they are now under investigation....