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You asked so I'll tell you. I like the strory so far, a lot. I think most can identify with some aspect ot the vigilante, even if he is not human. more please

Thanks for reading. I assure you he will know better days, much better days.

My time as a naval officer, was never like that. I can say that I had the pleasure to serve with more than a few, caring professional officers (a few jerks too). This story makes wonder how caring. (ah, what might have been). more please

A great read. Thanks.

I do love surprises. Thanks! more please

I can't really express why and how much I am enjoying this story. It is strange, I want the story to go on and at the same time i want to see how it resolves. More Please.

Ok, You caught me. I wasn't going to review. My only excuse is I was eager to get to the next chapter. I like the "look inside" Blake. Great story! I like the complex characters. Great Job! Thanks.

Great story. Tell me he visits every animal shelter. I hope there is more to the story.

Wylie moved again. This one, though more definite than the first, was still subtle. John felt a swelling in his mouth. Wylie thrust his engorged cock into John. Fourth of July fireworks blinded John’s vision. Partly because of the force of Wylie's sizable intruder and partly from relief. He was stunned! Wylie’s response was more than he had dared hope. He had considered the risks, even as he laid his head onto Wylie’s crotch. Now, those risks all but vanished. He opened up and took hi

I hardly think one would see a "fireball" of their own making. Besides the date was too obvious. More Please!

John had told Wylie about "life on the ranch" but very little about the ranch itself. Now, he was bringing Wylie up to speed concerning; his dad, Conchatta, Louis, some of the cowhands and Joe Don and Sally at the dealership. Wylie was impressed with the wrought iron gates. They set back off the road with enough space that a greyhound bus could easily turn around. They were suspended within a stone arch whose shoulders sloped gently, until leveling off at about five feet. There they met the fe

A passage states ' the sobs relieved the pain'. Insightful.

Okay, I down loaded the latest chapters to make sure I would have them to read on a short trip. I was delayed and decided to read. I read through chapter 35. I remember thinking, 'at least this reading doesn't end with the statement, "his smile fafed". How wrong can one be. I am not a patient man. I have been known to consume good novels in an afternoon. I eagerly await the next installments. I hope you make it soon. Thanks for the great writing.

I read the prequel first. I saw a review asking, "what next"? The thing about great stories is that everyone asks that question. The story line, the characters, the dynamics are all there and creating the level of interest that makes us want to know more. That is what makes a great story to me. Thanks

John's father had to be in New York,over Thanksgiving. He asked that John and Wylie join him in the city. John explained that Wylie would most likely resent the offer since he’d view it as a reminder of what he didn’t have. Mr. Grant understood. John and his father talked at least once a week, if not more often. Every conversation included some discussion about Wylie. John had confided in his father concerning Wylie’s limited funds as well as his sensitivity about it. (John didn’t share “everyt

One of the best short story's I have read. Doesn't matter if he stays or goes, we know the protagonist will be just as miserable as he needs.

If I knew how to spell entendre, I'd do it twice.

I too liked latter days. I spent 20 years of my adult life as a "convert". In each interview I said I was attracted to other men. The response was "if you don't act, it's ok." Boy when I acted, it sure was different. I attended my excomunication (apparently most don't I simple said there views were shortsighted) . I think the Stake President expected more remorse. I was exalted to be free. No Mormon pun intended. More jaded now, I don't look back fondly. Latter days relied a lot on farfetched possibilities. the ending seemed too contrived. I over looked the gimicks and enjoyed the happy ending.

Ok, I saw a french film. "The Man in his Life". The plot: a man takes his family (wife and two children, plus some extended family) on vacation. Their next door neighbor is openly gay. The married man becomes good friends with the gay man. As the vacation goes on the married man becomes infatuated with the gay neighbor. So much so that he can't make love to his wife. The gay neighbor gets called away on family business and the family man becomes morose. Finaly he leaves his wife on vacation and in fact leaves her. There was no sex between the two men (rats). There was no real sence that the Gay man felt anything more than friendship. It was all about relationship dynamics. Very strange subplots, which may or may not have a bearing on the main theme.I liked it a lot, found it on Netflix after the first viewing it was no longer available. I would have liked to see it several times. It was a "French" film (meaning any comments realy focus on the director and not the actors, etc) I hope I don't offend any french film fans.

As always a pleasure. It bugs me that in reading this saga that I learn something about myself. It is not that I identify with a character. I tend to think ahead, in books, movies,etc. Most movies are highly predictable. This story does not often go the way I anticipate. i really like that, it makes me think aboout why I expected a certain outcome. Good work. "could I have more,please."

Ahh, it is like slipping into a hot tub after a long day; a pleasure. I am eagerly looking forward to more. Thanks

Thanks A. I consider that good news. As to the chess match: Chess is ususally compared to war. To me it has always been an insight to my opponent's thougth processes. Even if I loose, I have learned something about the way my opponents think. Who was the unknown opponent. I don't cheat at solitaire, I enjoy chess and can find the same stimulation (playing against a real live person), I get from a really interesting conversation. I have never played against meself. So, who is the oponent? Could be an old lover? A potential new lover? I would feel more comfortable if JJ had found an antique chessboard set up; ready to play. To me the permutations are intriguing.

Years have passed, The romantic in me wants to relax and accept the happy ending. The synic, I am, is waiting for the other shoe to drop (the conflict). Either way, it is excellent work. Thanks for sharing.

I served ten years as a "Surface Line" Naval Office on frigates and destroyers. i had the misfortune to work alongside two Admirals son's. One was the son of the Cheif of Naval Operations Officer (CNO), who killed himself. The other was third generation Naval Officer. The defference they recieved from our superiors was sickening. The Captain, who demanded they perform their duties like the rest of us, was rare so rare in fact I never personally witnessed it. I only heard stories about them. The Captains I saw were afraid for their careers. They diidn't want to piss-off "Daddy". Nepotism, is alive and well in the 21st Century. i get pissed just remembering this stuff. Sorry. That is a big part of the admiration I enjoy for George's character (both definitions). His career is on the line when he offends/displeases/punishess the offspring of his superiors, just as surely as having gay sex. Remember the U.S. Naval academy was started, in part, because the Secretary of the Navy's son was hanged for treason, as a midshipman, on board a ship at sea.