R. Eric

Yep!

Christmas Part 1 As we began dancing right in front where we had made our vows and pronounced married, the others began applauding as Etta James sang her heartfelt song. I felt a sense of completion now as we danced in our hug. Mike was my husband now. Mike was really now Mine at Last. This had been a last minute thing, so dancing as soon as we were pronounced married…no one said we shouldn’t! Even his kiss felt better as our lips touched again. “Mine at last,” I said to him.

You have a devoted fan in me. Wonderful writing, good visual imagery. I was right there!

Tim! I officially love you! That was sooo good!!! You have a gift. Thanks for sharing it with me...I mean us. I meant us.

"I was so stupid, so blind. I let myself fall for him, just ignored warning signs." Tait said it and I agree, but we all make stupid decisions sometimes. We're blinded by a pretty face and our own desire. At least he's out. Right? I'll read on. I hope I'm not disappointed. The perfect guy is right THERE!!!! Wake up! Good writing again, Mikiesboy.

Much better. Of course, Phil loves Tait and Tait loves Phil. We, those blessed with the omnipotent knowledge can read their minds. This plot opening is big enough for a Mac Truck! I love you again, Mikiesboy. Good stuff!! I'm still jealous.

Now, that chapter was sweet. Good boy.

Okay. I will again apologize for being late. You are an artist. What you create does bring a reaction from me. I haven't read anyone's comments, this is just mine. My reaction to the first part of this chapter was... "OH, HELL NO!!!!" Now, that I've said that...never, and I mean never have I ever been hit by someone that I loved and who love me. However, I was abused. Words can be just as devastating as being hit. My second relationship was very good with words. His comments to me were cutting and wounded me deeply. Ted. He loved me. I loved him. The hard part was knowing that, and the desire to have the relationship work was very hard! I wanted to forgive him. He never hit me. Ever. Getting past him and that horror I lived in was very difficult. Mikiesboy, you're a sadist. Abuse happens. The victim suffers a long, long time as they heal. I know more about the psychological affects of being abused and how I had to heal. I am not a violent man. It never occurred to me to hit or be mean to Daniel...or Ted! The reasons that Sean did hit Tait are his. It will take a while for Tait to understand that. You are a sadist, Mikiesboy. I guess that makes me a masochist because I'll keep reading. You are evil. Love your writing and talent. Love you.

I like your writing. It's very, very good. I'm way too possessive. You'll see that I wrote in Makarovia Freshman Year. I went off on someone even touching Peter! In real life, Daniel and I were at a club and a man said Daniel was "just delicious.". I agreed with this guy, but my arm was instantly around Daniel and squeezing him to me. No. I would have fought this guy. That pleased Daniel to no end! He took on others that wanted me, too. I like fidelity. I still like the writing! I do. Really, I saw everything!

I am waaaay too selfish. The story was well written, but...I could never do that. No one else could touch MY MAN!!! No. Ryan and Sim? Daniel? Others!? No. For me, not going to happen. Good writing, though.

It was real!!! The emotions were raw. Excellent writing and yes, I am very jealous of talent. Great story.

Wrong! This is not the end. I won't accept that. There's so much more! I couldn't end Cinderfella and you CAN"T end this. There is so much more to this story!!! Love it!!!!

You and Droughtquake, always reading ahead. I meant for you to think that! Queen Alla? Fooled!? Mario's smooth. I'm talking about a plot! Let your imaginations go crazy! Never, underestimate me.

Of course. (I'm being a smartass again, so...) It never occurred to me that could be. He has known her five or six years. The plot may thicken. Of course, I just gave a possible secret. Maybe, but I never do what you suspect.

Again, I was late to this party, sorry. I like the story...kind of. First, we didn't read, or I didn't, that Don's injury was a severed spine. If it was crushed, there could be healing after a while. The fact that Don did feel below the waist told me it wasn't a total severance. Now, my philosophies are my own, okay? I have done what I consider casual sex. There were people in the past and even now, since my husband passed away, I am enjoying the company with. HOWEVER!!! When Daniel was sick and he could no longer function, it NEVER occurred to me to seek someone else. My opinion! The fact that Harry would do this...I really didn't care for. That Louis was tempted, okay. The fact that Harry, being a "friend" to both of them? He, to me, is taking advantage of the situation. No. Then again, Daniel and I almost didn't get together because he said. "You act married." What!? How do you act married? My opinion. No one else's. No judgement or anything. I would have shoved Harry away in the beginning. That's just me.

Okay, I was late for the party. I was again looking for some mature lovers, not twinks and...I prefer a little realism. This has been VERY real. The emotions are real. The on and off again settling of minds is common with people that have trauma. It isn't just the victim that has to deal with his injuries or illness. The other, the partner, husband and family need support for what they are going through. I did! Experience taught me a lot. Don needs to realize Louis is taking his vows seriously. Sure, this will be an ongoing struggle. They can get through it if they stick together and are honest! Great STUFF!!! I am green with envy!

Part 1 Now, things were gearing up for Christmas in full swing! This was a first for Makarovia. It was the church in Styria that have their services for those that could make it. The underground passages before did help, but often it was more difficult than it was worth it. Now, access to the church was easier and there was access directly from the underground to the church. My personal view about religion was…I don’t know what’s true! I believe we were more than just animals who were

All I was looking for was a story where the characters weren't teenagers involved in the angst of love. Mature people that are in love. I don't know if I can do love and hate reactions, but...I'll try.

Okay, I read the whole thing. The thing about art is...you cause emotions in the person who sees or reads whatever you put down. I both hated and loved this story. I hated it because if reminded me of too much of my own past. Love not returned, rejection and stupidity. I hate that Josh was honest at last, but not to himself. I loved that he finally woke up. It took nearly losing Glenn to wake him up. What would have happened if he lost Glenn? He would be blaming himself for the rest of his life! The story caused me to remember. Thank you.

I'm not either!!! All I was saying, if there are strong feelings, it wouldn't matter. Am I a six!? I don't know, but eeewwww. I did it once for nearly ten years trying to be straight. No, I definitely don't want it again. Sorry, everybody, but nooo....no way....orally!? Yuck!! But if I loved them? I don't know.

Oh, come on. Is anyone gay or straight? Love is love. I'm sure you heard that. Daniel was right about me. I wish the world was gay. Or at least not obsessed whether they are male or female. You want them to be in love. Admit it! I know you do.

“So, our presence here is to what?” The general asked. Colin smiled. “Knowledge about us.” He said simply. “To know we…” he waved at me, George and John, “are not the threat, but there is a threat.” George nodded. “Which is something I was totally against letting people know at first.” He admitted. “Trust for us is very difficult. To come and say what we are...goes against our very essence. However, I now see the benefits of telling some. We can’t carry the burden alone anymore. Not i

Yes, I remember a few nights of edible delights with passion. I am so glad they are starting to enjoy making love, not just having sex. That connection with another soul is so much more important.

Yes, he does exist. He is very real and though I used him in this story, I tried to stay true to the man I know. He really is a man I look up to and he is a hero to a lot of people. He has an amazing life. I really did try to sing his songs and I really did have a hard time singing that one song. Using in fiction, but very, very real.

Of course, I had Etta. She sure as Hell predates Cher, Madonna or Bette! If you don't know her, hand in your gay card. You're out of the club. If you applied for one, you won't get it until you listen to her! Etta James! We don't give those little pink cards to just anyone. The song is perfect for this chapter! (I'm just kidding. Or am I?)