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Hello, Griffindor! Wands at the ready... not you, Chris

How about, you are a defective unit.

I asked you, Mister Know-it-all.

Thanks, Tink. It 36 and feels like 42 here.

Why Switzerland?

Oh. My. God.

Greetings, aliens.

A national treasure.

Yes... just watched the second episode. I love it!

I thought I was the ultimate romantic? Love the company, lovely lady. I admit I had great fun turning August loose in this chapter. Albert has no idea just how 'bright' his younger son is. Virginia is an unknown, but she's served a huge purpose as far as August is concerned. Sounds like he'll be long gone by the time she arrives. Will there be chaos? Off the cuff brilliance! I love that that came through. He even left me in awe. Thanks so much, my dear friend. We have only just begun. Cheers! G

Mine too, but don't tell him. He's got quite the ego.

Did we break something? It wasn't me... I'm as innocent as Chris.

Safe travels. Make sure your air conditioning is working well.

@Jason Rimbaud I can't quote your post for some reason. I meant WHERE are the adults in here. Thanks for the directions, though. It gives me a new place to stalk. 🥷

No ones buys it, Chris. Well, maybe Jason does....

Where? And Chris can't behave anywhere. He makes me spit up my tea damn near every day.

Chris! Ewwww....

Actually, I was referring to your mind. I'm very hygienic too... though I do enjoy getting dirty. Yeah, I try to keep the cussing down... decorum and all that for a man of a certain age. Hey, I'm looking forward to Monday too. Good things happen on Mondays.

Nope, just a dementor.

Is it though? And as far as jacking... er... hijacking, this comment section belongs to the unwashed masses, of which you are one (you said you were filthy), so comment to your hard's... er... heart's content.

Do we really want one?

Fair enough, buddy. Silliness will win out for both of us.

Dobie!

First of all, I have no obligation to your pants or lack thereof. Ain't my 'fault', but it is my design. I know you're trying to get my goat. You secretly NEED romance, buddy. It's clear as your lack of pants. Puritan? *huffs* Fletcher is a kid, a newbie, in a world where sex isn't talked about, in a time where his only role models were the married folk around him(there ain't no porn laying around). You want me to have him ripping August's clothes off after only just admitting how he feels to the man? Wait... don't answer that. Both men are very new at this, and that doesn't make them puritans. They'll figure it out, but they have a lot to fear from Albert, and that needs sorting first. What's that saying... absence makes the dick grow harder? Something like that. Patience is a virtue (I'm full of them today) . Monday, like Winter, is coming and so will...

Gotcha! So... you're easy in a few ways.