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An interesting chapter to say the least...much to learn and absorb to say the least...Mac's impatience could be excused as his young age, but he's a college student for gosh sakes...I would expect he'd show a bit more deference to the shaman and accept the conditions he's being trained under without any (bad pun alert here) reservations...Then and just as importantly, Gramps and Devin need to show some ability to endure the separation while the training is taking place. That his training is moving quicker than expected, and it is a good thing, those around Mac and the shaman need to keep their distance. I feel the following is/was spot on...Mac needs to think a bit more about the questions he's asking, lest he sounds like he's impatiently whining... “But why do we have to wait until Sunday night before we go out for a run?” “You and the others may not think it would make a difference when you do it, other than your impatience. However, it could make a huge difference if anyone from the reservation were to see you.

I had to post this before reading any other comments...CHECK FOR DNA....ASAP!!! Marty drags Matt into the woods, not being concerned about Matt getting banged into trees along the way. After finding a small clearing, he rams Matt's head into a tree a few times, leaving Matt very groggy. Marty throws Matt to the ground, who tries to crawl away, but Marty begins kicking and beating him. While Matt never loses consciousness, Marty does a pretty good number on him. Helpless, Marty strips Matt and begins sodomizing him. After he's finished, he tries to destroy Matt's clothes and leaves Matt lying on the ground. How...just how frigging stupid is Marty...he won't be opening any doors on his own for a while... CHECK FOR DNA!...ASAP!!!!

nuff said..

Thought you knew peanut butter?? this is a fun little read!!

For someone who can't live without peanut butter or PB&J with homemade raspberry jelly, I have to say I love this story and another chapter would be fantastic!!!

A powerful chapter to say the least, all the other comments are/were spot on... His thoughts were scattershot ramblings shooting through the fog of his own anger. All conjecture and passing suppositions. Nothing cohesive. Not until a kindled memory brought him back to the bedlam of Speaker’s Square… and of the cloaked marksman he saw perched upon the rooftops… a shadow in the shadows of a red brick flue… pistol tilted low, too low to hit the forum or the king sat atop it… yet close enough to kill a spectator… to trigger a panic… and then how quickly came Wolner’s men to King Oswald’s rescue… how handily close by their streetside commandery was… and so conveniently soon into the good Constable’s investigation into the Crow’s Club… Too many coincidences to be a coincidence. Death will be too kind to Wolner and/or the Duke. There's a special place for heinous a-holes like Gustave... King Oswald cut a false smile with pursed lips. “My sweet Lord Uncle. Take the joys of the hunt for thine own self this once. Ride ahead with the dogs, track my boar along the dell, and blow your horn when the beaters have it trapped for the kill. We shall follow anon.” The Duke returned a curt half-smile, equally false. “Yes, Your Majesty.” He turned his horse about and whipped at its reins, galloping ahead into the shaded forest trail. The Duke’s retainers quickly followed, including his excellency Ambassador Ludolf, who cut Gustave a dark glare as he broke away with the others. Ser Fynn’s fewterer and his gnashing bitches did the same. ‘There are factions in this court,’ thought Fran. ‘And their rift grows…’ This society is like a pressure cooker left unattended, something's going to give...The name escapes me at the moment, but at the dance before the king and in his honor, Fran's partner spoke to the corruption that was destroying the nobility... Having said all that...a new broom cleans best...

Need I say more????

My mother use to claim my father made her Swedish by insemination...

You selling condos in swapland near @kbois?????

NEVER apologize for burdening us with a double chapter...now ifin there just happened to be a triple chapter, then I reckon we might have to have words... This chapter was a masterpiece in the moonlight...I'm reminded of a chapter section from Herman Melville's Moby Dick, the awareness of the given environment is staggering/stunning https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/58579-consider-the-subtleness-of-the-sea-how-its-most-dreaded I believe early on in the first chapter or two that Jubal in his ruminations, reflected on an assignation gone upside down and a physical component that left him badly scarred, both figuratively and physically... Loved the banter all throughout this chapter but especially the following... “Why would I laugh? It’s got a roof, don’t it?” he asked teasingly. Lucas snorted. “A crooked one what leaks in the rain, but yep, there is a roof. Walls ain’t straight either… wander like a horse with no bridle.” “Noticed that,” Jubal said with a smirk. “Told y’all not to laugh. First time I ever built a cabin, and had no help for it. Confess to not knowing what I was doing, but it should stay standing for tonight.” “Should?” “Well, I can’t say for certain, but we’re used to some danger now, ain’t we?” “Suppose we are at that. A crooked roof don’t scare me none compared to armed killers.” “Don’t forget the crooked walls.”

I'm of the thought that an author should post completed, or nearly completed works, there are incomplete stories on this site that began in 2010...as a retired old fart, I'd like to finish stories before they finish me...or..I get finished... To each their own..posting schedule...but I digress.... An auspicious start after the prologue...where do we go from here...

The following rings so frigging true... She continued: "The autocrats in Tehran will ensure sanctions relief does not go to the Iranian people but to make more drones for Russia to use against the people of Ukraine. Any such deal would be calamitous for the Iranian people, sanctioned or unsanctioned," she warned.

The stage has been set, looking forward to the next chapter...

Something keeps nagging the gray matter at the back of my cranium...that Kyan's entire extended family knows about Perry's infatuation and all the latest developments with the wooing of Kyan, while everyone tiptoes around the issue. I can't help but feel that when Kyan finally is clued in to the fact he's the dunce, dummy, the one kid not in on the secret, that the following may/might happen...

he best way to cure homophobia is to show the bigots they are the ones that need help...Glad to see all the boys had a great day... @weinerdog got me to thinking about Italian sausages...mmmmm

To much time left in this vacation, I somehow get the feeling that the relationship issue between Perry and Kyan just may hit the fan before they board the plane.... Loved the following...all the other comments were spot on Perry’s heart hammered furiously. He knew there were a few things he could offer Kyan that his sister couldn’t, but Dayna was more of a one-plate meal deal than he realized. That was fine. Perry would be Kyan’s all-you-can-eat-buffet. He was going to tick every one of Kyan’s unchecked boxes.

Well then, it would be time to put the story down till it's marked complete...no?????😁

Could not have said it any better... So frigging true...get a competent attorney!!!!! Like pronto!!!!!

So you're sayin hope springs eternal, at least for Emmet...🤞

Bring it on...once a week is too dang slow....3 times a week would be great...fantastic...wonderful!!! I do have some curiosity concerning Emmet, is he a carrier, latent shifter of another sort...what is his backstory???

I don't think they are vampires...to wit... In Navajo, Dakota said, “I see you mischief-making grey wolf pup. I see you as you are and accept you.” Naiche replied, also in Navajo, “I see you grey wolf boy friend. I see you as you are and accept you.”

Thanks for taking the time to write and entertain us...it is appreciated!!!

If I were a betting man, Pierre will not be going back to France except to visit or vacation... The following is a true testament to Collinand Armand... “What about your reserves.” “That account is for major expenses like expansion or the need to replace equipment.” “Give them what they want. This building is owned by Pop and I. We will take care of the utilities and equipment needs. Don’t lay off anyone. See if you can find enough money once you have used the reserves to meet the government guidelines to give the staff a small increase. When you talk to the officials representing the government make sure they understand you are using the reserves which may mean you may not be able to absorb additional children. Between you and I, that will never happen. As long as this place exists no child will be turned away.”

Well...there is the bit about the other shoe dropping, it would seem that everyone is well aware that Perry and Kyan are an item, hopefully Kyan see's it for what it is, will it be another bump in the road????

Ahhhh...we in the korner resemble that remark...