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As with @Summerabbacat, and despite my first reactions, Russ is growing on me and am finding out that he is a man of many layers. So many I feel he may have lost himself along the way. As successful as he's been in growing his empire, most, if not all, who come into contact with him, do so purely from a professional/monetary relationship. I think in many ways, Russ envies what Brian, Toby, and Gordon have, to wit...the way they approach their relationship with him. This is one of the central themes to this story, for all the success Russ may have, he can't buy what the others have...but delights when it is given freely to him, I believe it is a world he yearns for... Toby continues to amaze me, we see once the shackles of his previous situation are removed, and let's not forget he's barely 14, the exciting world he longs to explore open up to him, and that he is allowed the time and space to understand his own, along with others sexuality, in a healthy environment.

Well now the mystery deepens with even more questions.... Just what is Clara? Mark...WTF... Dave's mother... Faux silver plating on the chains... and then there's this...oh la la “I’m sorry I was followed. I…” I said and looked over at Mark, “I don’t know what to do with him now. Fuck.” Then I looked over at Clara and said, “Are you ok?” Clara just nodded with a smile. “I will be,” she said, “but you’re almost naked.” “Were these the last clothes you had?” Dave said. “Yup,” I said, my expression blank. “Dave doesn’t mind,” she said. And Dave blushed so hard, I didn’t even have to look at him to know. The scent said everything. I turned to face him again. So close, still gripping his shoulders.

This cast of characters is like in so many ways, a slow-moving train wreck. Of all of them, I feel Chris may be the most adult, and that is a stretch to some extent. What we are seeing isn't a lack of physical maturity, but emotional maturity. I have to ask, is Andre aware, fully aware of Beau's wanderings to the other side??? To some extent, I find these guys vapid, narcissistic, and immature, displaying all the hallmarks of a self-absorbed generation. And like any trainwreck or car crash, I can't help but slow down and look...

I am convinced Jubal somehow found that danged, sawed-off branch and used it for the fire under the stew. Little did he know it was gonna act like an aphrodisiac and fired up the friskiness factor, well that and the fact both of them needed bathing...I swear it was the burning branch....😏 “Ain’t no need to wait… for some of it. I want the same thing, and I meant it about those plans… so how about we go out to the crick and soap up? I’ll get all wet and shiny with you, but I might need help soaping some parts.” “That’s what I be here for,” he answered with a grin. If that ain't love, lord only knows... This was a powerful chapter, demons that were slain were, excuse the bad pun Gary, I cain't help myself, were laid to rest... I am delighted to see that there are more chapters coming, this story is a comforting blanket on a cold winter's night!!

My goodness...well that was a trainwreck of a first date...

Nice to see the relationship growing tho it’s early days yet. And what is Joe up to?

It’s obvious that the VP is from the mediocre school of middle management….. and to bastardize an old, pithy saying…ugly can be fixed, stupid is forever….ring any bells Bruce??

Why am I reminded of crispy golden brown tater tots????

And just who is Clara, what is her talent??? Wow, simply wow... Beatrice. He smelled like Beatrice. He smelled like her magic, without the rot. “I think I know your mother. Dave! Your eyes…” I said. They were shining, pulsating. The weight of this revelation hung heavily in the air. An unbidden, raw energy began to emanate from Dave. So familiar. It was as if the very fabric of his being was reacting to this newfound knowledge, struggling to break free. Facing him, I couldn’t help but raise my arm towards him, like an instinctual pull. A gentle, radiant light began to emanate from my hand, its glow intensifying as it reached out towards his eyes. Our lights met. The air around us seemed to pause, time slowing down. The world itself was holding its breath. The point in space where our lights coalesced transformed spectacularly—the golden hues were no longer constrained. The colors, all the colors. I found you. “I found you,” I said, a single tear sliding quietly down my cheek

Holy schmooley everyone...first on page 4!!!!

Thank you for taking the time out of your life, to grace these pages with this saga. Hurricanes, personal events, not to mention crazy work events, did not deter and like USPS, neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night nor the denizens of the korner stays this author from the swift completion of these chapters.... Well done, you are a shining light here on these pages and a major reason GA is the site we all have come to love... What is that???? Ok all you haters....My clerk of court just handed me a note...the jury has reached a decision...they've gone to Brazil!!!! Caleb. Ah, yes. Our beloved, messed up, fucked-in-the-head, Caleb. Love him or hate him, he was a great character overall. I had to figure out how to take a well-respected Alpha, drag him through Hell (hi, Lucifer!), and then find his way to redemption. I hope I nailed it. Boy oh boy did you nail Caleb, someone I've begrudgingly come to respect, and as you know from my comments, you more than hit the mark...Thank you!!!!!!

The beginning of the chapter hit all the right notes and was well done... Not sure I'm impressed with Makani...so far, he's way out of bounds in deeds and thoughts...he needs to stop thinking with his dick considering the current circumstances...trouble is what he is...trouble... Makani found Charlie to be pretty good in the looks department and him trying to take care of Joey according to what Uncle Ke had said really got Makani interested. Very, very few nineteen-year-olds would do that. Charlie had depths to him that was certainly admirable.

This has more twist than...oh, I know what it reminds me of...

Amen and yes please...now back to reading the rest of the comments before I make my own, oooops...did I just pull a @weinerdog??? Love ya both!!!

Oh, what memories, thanks for sharing this story with us!!

Enough to even make this gay boy curious...

Tamir, kick Adam to the curb ASAP...please!

Oh wow, it was like being there, absolutely fantastic chapter!! I am glad to see the accommodations were Rascal proof!!! Thank you for this chapter and the very best to you and yours for the New Year!!!

My sementals exactly...what they said!!!

Lot of interesting things in this chapter, liking some of the background of our protagonists and would like to see more... Concerned about Felicity self-medicating, why the medications and what is in the needle?

Fantastic start, loved the imagery throughout this chapter... One section truly hit home for me... Ashlee burst out of the ground level door into the chilly air. Taking a chance on her shoes, she ascended a grassy embankment onto the street. The Metro station was at the edge of her vision and approaching ever so slowly as her skin started to moisten under the layers. Ashlee replayed the phone call as she kept her punishing pace up the sidewalk. She hadn’t come up with a plan yet for coming out to her mother, but whispering it into her casket seemed like a pretty good one.

Different strokes for different folks, it is a wide world we live in and alcohol as a lubricator can lead to some unfortunate/unkind moments no matter which way one swings... One can certainly hope that no pictures were taken as one or two could lead to quite the ruckus....not to mention custody issues...

There is the disused building that might server a nefarious purpose but hen while the comments and speculation give us so many more freaking red herrings... Then there is the following... “And you say Sam was aware of his grandmother’s intention to pass on her remaining assets to the tribe?” Calhoun asks me. “He knew. She wasn’t shy about sharing her disappointment in his life choices. I think it broke her heart a little to see what he’d done with the money his parents had left him. That might have been what prompted her decision to give hers to someone else.” “Not just someone else,” Calhoun says. “You.”

Starting out 2 and 1, with Corey's insights in coaching has to be noticed by some of the team as Craig picked up on...I would not be surprised if the majority of the team rallies around Roy and Corey...