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Simply wow...well done!

Quite the tribute and thanks to those who contributed!!

From ground level I'm sure he does. Shirley...you jest.....Look more like this...

So frigging true...it isn't car-boo-ret-tor, it's car-burr-ray-tor and why anyone would think to pack luggage in a boot for gosh's sakes, this ain't Gulliver's Travels matey.....

Is this the last story you’ll read for the year?? Cause if it ain’t, all bets are off!! Will be interesting to see how the adoptions work out!,,

Sweet, delicious irony...what a treat and away to wrap up one of the best stories to grace this site....

Thank you for this, it is appreciated....and hopefully ahead of @weinerdog in the comments, not to mention @Mrsgnomie!!!!!

Oh boy a new story to start the new year off!!!

There's a 'Dad Hanger' if I ever saw one...even if it is a bit concerning considering his appearance... While it will be some extra work at first, having the next child so early lessens the time everything touched is sticky or smells like poop.... True words of wisdom from Grams... “You know what this means, don’t you?” she asked them both. “Um,” not exactly, but I think I know what you’re going to say,” Drew responded. “Once they start to move around, you’ll then need to always follow them. Pretty soon they will be walking, then running, then they’ll be asking for the keys to the car,” she added, smiling. “So don’t push too hard - it will happen faster than you could believe.”

A fun read if you like snark and witty comebacks, this one's for you!@!@

All I got is...

Happy New Year all!!! Morrie to me seems to be at lose ends and a crossroads of sorts. Here's hoping he sees a path forward and finds a suitable companion....

Looks like this vacation might be a bit more than expected... Southern Ute Museum where we can view the Circle of Life ceiling.” - Search

Just so many levels of wrong....

Welcome back, it would seem that all sorts of stuff is about to happen...

Should prove to be a very interesting ride home....

One would hope... Arlo would never know. He seemed to have a knack for fucking up bad guys’ plans. There were worse things to be good at. Arlo just hoped it wouldn’t bite him in the ass one day.

Hummm....what could it mean??? “OPEN THE GATE!” The wooden barrier creaked as it opened. A shadow darted through, and screams broke out amidst furious sword clashes. Arlo ignored it all, limping Coradiel into the walls. “Medic!”

It's a start for the boys...Arlo really should take the time to understand his body tho....

Lords Aldern and Kaijitsu are a fine pair, they truly deserve each other...

Yes indeed... Gay?” Coradiel’s brow furrowed. “You mean… you don’t like men? Weird… you’ve been staring at me like you want to undress me. And here I am, undressed. And now you want nothing to do with me?” “Where I’m from, guys don’t just… they… they just don’t…” Arlo growled in frustration. Why was this so hard to get out there? “We don’t fuck other guys,” he said finally. “It’s a sin, it’s unnatural, it’s-” “It’s my favourite way to worship Arshea,” Coradiel interrupted. “I don’t know what god you worship that would steal away something so pleasurable, but I think you should find a new deity to follow.”

Not being or wanting to be a game player, it is gonna take some getting used to, but it is intriguing...

I take it that this is a story based on a game and as noted above, an interesting start...

David has a burgeoning career so it would seem, if others are using his plan for the porch, they should pay him as well....

I've had to sit and process this chapter for a bit before responding, it was so much of a reminder of where this story began to where we are now, and the work yet to be done...that and the desperate hunt for another box of Kleenex... When looking at this still forming tapestry, @Paladin truly hit an underlying theme, that it isn't simply a story of the abused, broken boys...it is so much more than that. It includes folks of all shapes and sizes who are also broken. Every one of them brought together in some fashion or form, as the case of Thomas Cicero exponentially exploded into something so much larger and sinister. Yet in their shared humanity they find within themselves a path to healing, reconciliation, acceptance, hope, and yes...love. A candle has been lit in the darkness, wither will it go or light a thousand other candles?