R. Eric

Not my Grandpa, he knew it was there. He always shared things with me. I would drink from his tea or water, not sanitary, but...I was little! It was a hot day and I came around the corner. I saw that jar of "water" with the beads of water as was cold and I was thirsty. I just took it and drank. I gagged, hacked, coughed...it was horrible!! That was one of the few times I heard my grandmother cuss!!! "Damn it, Theodore! You know better than to drink that around the grandchildren!!" Yes. My first lesson about Grandpa's "No-no water!"

So did mine!!! For medicinal purposes, of course. I was five when I learned about his "no-no" water.

Thanksgiving: Part 2 The family dinner, with a short break to go home, sleep, get up, go to Mass or our services in Manhattan and back again for lunch made it one long day! The Delveccios were good cooks, but also good eaters. It was a wonder no one was fat! We had a great time. Kathy insisted we were taken to the airport by her that Monday morning. Compared to what distance we traveled, the few hours to Charleston was just short. We walked into our home in Charleston after a month

Of course they were calm. They didn't do anything wrong. They knew that, so did Tony. Tony was just being...TONY. My husband always complained about the real Nick. Stating he needed a Valium before going into Nick's room. He's Italian! A New York-Long Island Italian. They are dramatic. Add gay to the situation, a gay Italian born and raised in New York!? Drama is going to happen. He's not really mad. I knew how to deal with him. Notice Nick wasn't intimidated in the least! Nor, was David. They never were.

Thanksgiving: Part 1 No matter what ship it was, departure sucked. We were all packed the night before and said our good-byes to those we’d dined with exchanging emails and phone numbers. We woke up docked in Sydney. One thing to remember about the Queen Mary was it wasn’t a cruise ship. Understand, it was a ship we cruised on, but the hurry up and “get off” feeling was not quite as frantic. They did have to clean our stateroom and get it ready for new passengers to occupy the stateroo

You are right, oh Wise One. That's exactly what she did. Good you see that.

Aw, you poor man! Hi, Kev!!! Long time no see! I know, I've seen you hit a story or two. It's nice to see you still around. I love you, mister!

Point of confusion; if Olek is King then Peter is (currently) the heir to throne, not second in line? Or have i missed something. I see what you're saying. Olek is what I refer to as in the number one position as king. Peter is heir to the throne. He should be called number one as heir. I referred to their positions for the throne. Olek is number one and Peter is number two, but really he gets the crown if Olek dies. What was the year 2000? The beginning of the 21st century? No, it was the 20th Century. Semantics.

Peter is currently he is heir to the throne. He is second. However, because of Olek's age and being unattached before. Peter, is more like Harry until William married, was number three and would be heir of something happened to William who is second. Same for Peter. He is second in line, and considered the Crown Prince. Technically Peter is the first after Olek. Monarchies are tricky. The line of succession changes. Prince Charles is the Crowned Prince, however, Queen Elizabeth who said she will never step down and will die in office. Will Charles take the thrown, or give it to William? William really is number two. Harry was number three until William's son was born. Don't stress about it. Queen Alla really should have left her position. She acted as regent until Olek got finished with school and remained as Queen to do a job. Helga should take her place. Rules. Who needs them? But they are there. Eh. It's my world, my rules. So, there.

I remember Mr. Wrong. He was wrong for a number of reasons, not to mention he was a HE! Bill Pullman was funny. I like many movies he did. Really, I'm leaning more toward the sexual nature of people. Not homosexual, not heterosexual, but sexual. I can't make the stretch. I had words with a friend that's bisexual. He told me a fantasy. Ew. It's sex. I had to WORK for these two chapters! Work, I tell you. Was it too short? Live with it. Love you all!!

The Fourth Semester. Part 2 Peter smiled at her. “Thank you for inviting us, Ms. DeGeneres. After the initial introductions, just Peter and Eric will be fine.” He said taking her hand and shook it. “My future husband is having to get used to the titles.” He said with his accent heard clearly as he spoke English. “He is having some adjustment issues.” “Then I insist on the same thing. I’m Ellen.” Then she went into this...not droll, because it wasn’t mocking, but this tone…a sort of ramb

I'm sarcastic. I'm don't say anything mean except for laughs. I can't do that with written word to give you tone or inflections, so... "What do mean short!? I slaved for DAYS to get this down and still have more to write about the Ellen Show and the end of the fourth semester! Then there's the wedding and don't forget Blueblood, North Meets South and I've Always Loved You! I am exhausted....AND working a job. Overtime!! I know, I know, I should stick to one story,...they just...HAPPENED!!! Blame my Muse, it's all his fault." All said with love. More is coming. I swear!!

Fourth Semester, Part 1 During those days we got to know Mario better. He and Mom were…discrete with their affection. I found that charming and…a little irritating. They obviously cared about each other…it was obvious they were in love! Were Peter and I that discrete? Were Olek and Helga? No! Kiss her damn it! Peter and I came down for the evening meal and coming into the communal room…where the two broke up when we came in, stepping away a little from each other instantly. Embarrassed?

It was Christmas Eve!! I said shoppers still shopping. I did, remember? And what are you doing up still? Go to bed! I know, you told me why, but...go to bed! I love you!

I saw Mike look back at the door as it closed by Wynonna. We walked back to the SUV and I took Mike’s hand in mine. “He’ll be fine, Mike,” I assured, taking his hand as we got back in the SUV. “Avi and Eli will watch carefully.” We stopped on the sidewalk. “What do you do Christmas Eve?” “We could go to the mall?” Mike grinned. My eyes widened. “No way! You couldn’t get me to go willingly to any mall tonight. I’m not a masochist.” Mike chuckled as he started the SUV. “I think

Yes, you're right. I did. You know, just because you know the buttons to push, should you? HELL YES!!!!! Don't stop! I DO love you.

Mitch, Sasha and David were there last year. This wasn't a first. Second, Erik and Seth crossed over to North Meets South. (Yes, that was fiction in that story.) And there are Erics all over the stories. I'm everywhere! You keep up with all those names...Russian, Romanian, German...no. I keep Erics so I don't have to come up with another one. Mitch and Devon aren't...don't get me started!!! Love you!

I could tell Colin was now starting to understand better. He got quiet after Chuck had seemed to get a point across to him. We had a nice dinner and visit, but soon everyone went back to their apartments. We made plans to take everyone back to Charleston. Coming out of our bathroom before bed, I found Colin sitting on the side of the bed just…thinking. “For most of my life…” he began quietly not looking at me, “all I had was pain and misery. I’d wake up hungry for blood. Most of the life I

Maybe!!! You and the crossovers. I included Erik and Seth and even Mitch. Now, you want...I might. I don't know.

It wasn't mean. It was EVIL!!! For Alik, anyway. Tormenting Alik's father and soon to be stepfather is just..fun!!!

We arrived at our next stop. I woke with small, wet and gentle kisses to my neck from behind. Realizing how much I liked it…my first thought was about his not being there one day. I sighed trying to push that thought back in my own mind. I should have known that after all this time, I couldn’t hide my feelings from Tony. “What are you thinking?” Tony asked quietly. I rolled over to face him and kissed him gently. “We said to tell each other the truth and what we are thinking.” I nodded a

I didn't stay there. I knew everyone knew I was seeing someone and it was serious. He did do that and my evasions were telling...so I told them who Daniel was. They weren't surprised. I guess I scored higher on the Kinsey Scale than I believed. Oh, well. It only took a few days before I told a friend who told me she figured I was. We are not that clever.

Yes, I realized people knew about me and Daniel when I was...more in the closet at work. I would refer to him as "my spouse." Evasions are telling. What the hell? Like I realized, gay men working in a hotel!? I'm surprised when the are NOT gay. Directors? He might be GAY!!?? Not telling is just as telling.

I really worked at the Institute of Psychiatry in Charleston, SC. We had many cases where the children were forced? to visit in the best interests of the children. Chet has rights. Wynonna has rights. Manny has rights (though his weren't considered much due to the crime committed.). It is a long way I want to take you on this journey. Be patient. I'm writing again every day. Love you, Terry!

Hi, Wesley!!! Yes, they do. Now to answer some others questions. Chet's wishes are taken into consideration. However, he's mad because they lied to him. He doesn't trust them at all. Court ordered visitation is sometimes done. Mike said, Chet is made up partly from these people. If I continues to resist, that will be taken in consideration also. With Eli there, you can be sure they won't get Chet anywhere without Avi's and Eli's presence right there. You'll see. (Did you change your picture? You look different...or maybe I'm just more aware. Handsome little picture. Young...too bad. Handsome, though. Hi! Love you! ) I love all of you!