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Well, for the most part, Will's mission to find Joey succeeded...and then some... Will has some reminders, some painful, some as evidence, and the folks Joey screwed over... There's a reminder on Will's pants...Could those pants become evidence? There's a reminder of Joey on Will's cast, where it met his face There's a reminder that Catlin is carrying a baby of Joey's...is she the only woman he got preggers? Who was that mysterious man at the bedroom door? did he have contremps with Joey? How did Joey make it to the pool unnoticed, were his pants down around his ankles, or did someone manage to hide the offending member? That's all I got for now....

So you say....I'm left wondering if there is some underlying medical reason for so-called Dad's behavior. I get it that he's a control freak, an unmitigated disaster as a parent but, something's wrong with his reasoning abilities...

Talk about a hot, fast, and furious beginning....

I only stared back in an ecstasy-induced stupor. Troy had swallowed all the cum that got in his mouth. Now he was licking up the puddle on my stomach, not giving a shit who saw us now. You say that now.....what will the morning bring???

I think Leo is going to be the distraction that allows the crew to go play without Jeisa interfering...

As Admiral Dewey noted in a famous sea battle..."Damn the torpedo's, full speed ahead"...

My mind kept screaming...take some f'uking pictures, it is the only way to nail the bastard. I am very concerned/worried that after mom got in between father and son, that his anger just might/may be turned towards her in his uncontrolled rage, I fear for her health/safety.... Take some f'uking pictures and file a report!!!!! Thank goodness for Luca....

Not sure why, but the following bothers me, I see this officer as a weak link.... “What did you find, boy?” Juan asked before turning his attention to Thunder’s human partner. “Cute.” K9 Officer Tony Scanlon was one man who didn’t approve of Juan’s return to the Chicago Police Department. “The trail stops about a block from the building. The attacker must have had a car waiting or hitched a ride.” “Tire tracks?” Juan asked, ignoring the man’s obvious disdain. “Even if there are, it’s Chicago. We’ll never be able to prove they belonged to the attacker.” He didn’t like taking orders from people younger than himself, especially faggots who wore the badge, simply because they were personal friends of the bleeding-heart liberal Commissioner.

A very unique tale of hidden treasure combined with a mysterious organization dabbling in genetics. I found it very enjoyable!!

Am I to feel sorry for the act of retribution, considering the way Oscar was killed? I fully understand that in a world where an eye for an eye rules, eventually the world becomes blind. But I have to think, much like rabid animals need to be put down for the larger community's sake, so it is with Ralph, Klaus, and Deiter. They claim to have been following orders, but I can't imagine orders called for what they did, drawing unnecessary attention, but more to the point, the very real possibility that it would escalate. Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor.... The result of this retribution is a twofold path: Ralph and the others suffer and seek a quick ending, or they heal as best they can and try to find a way to enact their retribution...Which way will they go, I suspect it remains to be seen...In a way, I would have rather they left the gym in body bags... Gen 7 has been noted; will we hear from or see them again? Thank you for this epilogue...

Agree with spreading the news about the humans, folks should know, and if possible, do what they can to prepare...

I believe Zorro will have his justice and redemption for the fallen Three Musketeers...and when he calms down, at a time of his own choosing. A single, fierce, unmistakable thought crystallized in my mind—so simple, so clear, it didn’t need any justification or fancy words to dress it up. Justice must be done.

A smart move setting the estate up to be beneficial not only to the family, but the local community for decades to come. With all this going on, there remains the ungracious harlot in black, it seems she is about to meet her betters... Reggi needs to, in his long-term planning, start thinking of an heir....

A feather in the cap and a notch on the belt...wanna bet the door opens just when the boys....

Gray and Matt are drawing closer, as Vince and Peter are doing. Arvid's parents are concerning, to say the least and are a bit worrisome... Not sure about bird watching, submarine racing would be more my style and I would love me some fresh, right out of the oven, bread!!! Can't wait for the party!!!

I'm a bit worried about Oeus and whether his hold on Desmond is truly broken. You sly dog Croft....here's hoping that he and Ash have a heart to heart...soon....is Ewan courting Gemma??? Kieran needs a quick couple of dope slaps....Prince Petulant resurfaces....

Was this comment before or after you wrote this chapter??? Man, these levels are slow in coming. But at least everyone's still alive and well!

Come closer, said the spider to the fly.....

Ya know...Mama told me some boys would appreciate my less-than-svelte form as I grew older... “Well, Smoky's a soldier, stands in his twin's shadow, obeys,” I replied and sat up. “He's a boy with no real life experience, is hot, but doesn't offer much else. Finley, on the other hand...” - Finley looked at me with wide eyes - “Finley has experienced loss, lived grief. Has gone against other people's decisions for him and lives his own life. He's grown up.” Almost stunned, he looked at me. His lower lip trembled a little. “I'm fat.” “You're not. You're comfy. Do you know how uncomfortable hard muscles are?” I shook my head and patted his chest again. “Perfect for a cozy evening on the couch. And I think you're really sexy even with a few extra kilos. I mean, your experiences, experiences of all kinds, have made you who you are now, this”, my fingers tapped lightly against his love handles, ”included. I like you just the way you are, Finley.”

As long as he doesn't join a coven, circus, marching band, home improvement show, or the GOP, I'm good with it.....

Ummm... Friday the 13th movies or the Halloween movies....or the following????

And they truly became a couple and loved the following... “Can I ask a question?” Brandon said seriously as he shoved his fingers in the vent to try to warm them. “Of course.” “What’s going to happen on Monday?” “What do you mean?” Tyler asked as he tried to remember what he might have forgotten about Monday. “Do I pretend that we aren’t friends or?” Brandon trailed off and left it lying there with an expectant look on his face. He had never really been in the closet and really didn’t want to hide things now that he actually found someone. Tyler looked at him for a moment until it dawned on what Brandon implied. He said quickly, “If you’re asking if I want to keep you and me a secret, yes and no.” “Why yes?” Tyler chose his words carefully so he could articulate his emotions clearly. “Yes, because I’ve always been private and would like to keep us a secret because I think it’s special. But no, because I don’t care what anyone thinks.”

That wasn't a true cliffhanger, or a wait and see hanger, but an OMG what's gonna happen hanger....

Why am I thinking...RUN!!!!

So...who sold out and gave the Golden House info on the base???