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Good dialogue, especially between the best friends, which has comprised the greater part so far--it has the feel of a long time camaraderie.

Oh, for crying out loud, it's an open system... Animal defecation is worse than a little human piss in my opinion and that doesn't cause problems. It is an example of perception gone wrong.

Welcome, Moonglow33. Glad you could make it.

You keep writing heart-warming stories like this and you'll be out of the blue in no time.

Yes, people do that, but it seems to me they're just asking for trouble if they do. I run an antivirus software and a malware software, delete my internet history, cache and download history, and I do it everyday. Like Phantom says, nothing is impossible but it's improbable that my computer will be taken over. Of course the crossed fingers and the knocking on wood are an improbable help ... but impossibile? To answer--more than likely, but I still find myself doing it now and then.

Wouldn't they have to know what the password was for in order to use it?

According to the site, my internet router's password will take 32 sextillion years to crack. No one is leeching off my wifi. Now to work on the others.

I think Skruital comes in a liquid form too. Thanks, Slytherin.

Aagh! I missed the Irritable1 . . . yikes! I'm in trouble now. Welcome!!!

Welcome to GA. Lots to read and enjoy, LitLover.

Was it hallucination--or the bunny?--thinking it was a good idea to screw around with Marks, psyche? Either way, Mark is in for a heck-of-a-time when he stops to think about it. Thanks for reading, Sasha.

So Sasha knocks it out of the park again. The Long Wait, in 'Lay Your Prompts On Me' was a special slice of delightful reading.

Ha-ha! You caught the drugs name, good. I was wondering if anyone was going to catch that. Thanks for reading, Valkyrie.

Thanks, Suvitar.

Thanks, Jo Ann.

Mark slapped the alarm off at the first buzzing. He was ready for his first marathon run of the year; he had been preparing to run it for months. After rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he reached for the bed-side table-lamp and switched it on before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He was confronted with the pill bottle and a glass of water, his first act each and every morning. These were new and only his fourth day of taking this particular anxiety med. It was one of the reasons f

A wonderful story you have written, Valkyrie. Honey bunny, since that is the only name you give your MC, certainly didn't have the best of childhood memories and he definitely screwed up at the marathon but that was nicely done with his stepping into church, and a realization.

As much as I like Born Wolf (I do, greatly), and I will comment in the appropriate place for that story later, it is the stories like All Over The Road and this one that shine oh-so-brightly for me. This was just a little gem of story. It was a deceptively simple tale of good friends that may be, might be something more, and to use one of your own lines from the story—But it was so much more than that. From the playful teasing in the opening dialogue on through the description of how the nickname came about and the rough-housing, showing off in the mall, and ice-cream and chocolate bears leaving tiny, sticky footprints, and on and etc. It's all a dance, a tease and a test of how far each one can move or should move before there's no pulling back—no way to misinterpret the play. Such a wonderful game these two are involved in and you capture it beautifully.

Nice imagery, Mann, and a smart pull back from the action. I liked it.

I hope your grandmother is recovering well.

Ouch! Indeed. Thank you for reading, Slytherin.

Glad you enjoyed it, Wayne. Thanks for the note.

Had to be something otherworldly in order to be preserved for so long. I'm glad I was able to surprise you. Thanks for reading, Valkyrie71.

Uhmm, do you have something happy? It was very nicely done, Valkyrie.

Who doesn't love a romance. Be mindful of punctuation, but all in all it is a nice prompt story.