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Wyoming 1893 I was home again. Or soon would be. It had been a long trip back. This was the last stretch. My mind kept going over things that had happened that brought me back. I was taking the stage the last part of this trip. My attention was pulled back to my two companions who had boarded the stage at the train station. “When we get there, it’s important you make a good impression.” The woman said to the young woman next to her. Woman? She was barely more than a girl. The wo
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19th century young man meets a future king in school. They become lovers.
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It was Elisi that brought it up to Brad and me. “I hope this is going to be permanent.” She said to me, then looked at Brad who looked away. “Elisi, we don’t know,” I said. “Brad had a problem with Samantha and Nancy. That’s when it all came out. And we didn’t do anything that intimate, personal, yes, but nothing else.” Elisi nodded understanding. “I still say that I hope it's permanent. You need someone in your life.” She said to me firmly. “And you, too.” She said to Brad. “The
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The club wasn’t big, but there was a line in front. At first, I was disappointed, then Ned looked at me surprised. “You are worried they won’t let you in?" He chuckled. "Really?” He asked. I grinned back and shrugged. “Habit.” Ned got out and walked over to the guy holding the line and allowing people in if he wanted to let them in. Limos in Vegas were a dime a dozen, but limos with escorts…well. Ned spoke to the man, the man looked at Ned as if Ned was lying and looked at our limo, then
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I won the Superpowerball! Part I
R. Eric commented on R. Eric's story chapter in I won the Superpowerball! Part I
This story is less about winning the lottery and more about the reactions of those around him. Will his friend remain loyal? If he finds love, is it really love of him, or the money. His life changes so radically, will he change? Will anyone be the same? I'll let you know, he finds a boyfriend that is different. Is it love? -
I'm a very good researcher. I found out most Native American tribes accept all kinds of people. Straight, gay doesn't matter. For them we're just another gender.
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The call of an eagle diverted my attention from my task of putting new shingles down, replacing the ones that had come loose or were just worn. Looking up I saw him circling on thermal air currents that kept him in flight with seemingly no effort. Hunting? Maybe, but mostly he just seemed to be enjoying the fact that he could fly. Other than the breeze that blew through the forest of trees that surrounded the house, there was almost no sound, the breeze, and the eagle. Listening, I did hear the
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Raised in a strict life that he never really questioned, realizes he can't.
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In an hour, we had an Asian lunch and decided which bedroom we each wanted. All were splendid. When I woke, it mid-afternoon. Having nothing to wear, that’s what I wore. Nothing when I crawled into that huge bed. Can you imagine if I say it was “orgasmic?” Then I noticed some music coming from the bathroom, soothing relaxing music. Kyle had insisted I take the bedroom we saw first as mine. He chose another, just as nice. Entering the bathroom I saw Kyle leaning back on the side of the tub en
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ENTER TODAY!! Don’t let the opportunity of a lifetime pass you by to become the Luckiest Person in the World! Be the envy of friends and family. The envy of the world!! Play the Superpowerball today! My name’s Eric Mitchell. I’m writing this as I was told I had to right after it happened, as part of the results of my…winning. It was the weekend after New Years when it happened and my life changed from just a face in the crowd to being known throughout the world. Even the King and Queen
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Young man wins the Superpowerball. Will he find love? Or will meet the man of his dreams?
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We had the money in a separate account for if we had to fly back in an emergency. So the cost was covered. I watched as Elias was pulling more and more into himself the closer we got to Charleston. We rented a car and hotel room near both the house and the church. The round one on the river, if you’ve been there. In this instance, time moved forward, not back as we crossed time zones. We landed at night, so we checked into the hotel. We were back in what I felt was enemy territory. Alien territo
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Things were pretty good. But there were the occasional bumps in the road. And there were the regular things you had to do. The tribe knew us by now. We came into town more than I did before. We went to have dinner and get some things done one day. Trego was a beautiful town. The surrounding landscape drew people even when the slopes weren’t running. There were shops and a coffee bar. Ben looked at his reflection. “Man, I need a haircut.” I chuckled. “Well, you’re no longer in the Army. T
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Thank you so much. Eric and Matt were really a labor of love. I was like Eric, in fact, I really am him and I hid for decades. The family support was one I "wished" I'd had. i'm toying with some little stories to add later about them. Again, thank you very much.
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The night of the Grand Opening came. I dressed in a tux, so did Matt. Everyone else was dressy, but not formal. Which is what I insisted on. Matt was the investor, as far as the world was concerned. I cut the ribbon and opened the door and we walked in. Matt gaped. “This is beautiful.” He said softly. Gone was the feeling of heavy and dark. The place was done in a lot of glass and brass. It was bright and gleamed. There was even a patio where diners could eat with a view of the ocean and
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We decided on the second weekend in June for the ceremony and we invited all the family. Both of us knew most of our family would not come. But we had invitations made up and sent. A lovely beach on the western side of the island was where it was happening because of a gorgeous sunset. And we asked Brandi, Sharon, Thao, and Mike to stand as our….I don’t know, gentlemen and ladies of honor? Then I got word, my sister, Steve and Jonathan were coming. We had to include them. That was at the first o
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We collected Dillon and went back to Los Angeles. When we got back, both of us knew we had to get a bigger place. And the news about Mark was out. How? Were we followed? Probably. We had to be careful. The tabloids ran all sorts of wild stories. Speculation and assumptions. “Matt Stryker’s Jailbird Brother.” And as always, speculation about Matt’s connection with my family. Our family. Why was Matt always at family functions if he and his ex-wife were divorced, right? Was he and Aunt Mary gettin
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They go back, I promise!
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We did as planned. The snow was not as frequent now, but still on the ground. I had a truck, but I had removed the battery because of the severe cold. It was too early to put it back and charge it again. We would use Ben’s truck this time. The day came when Koot was getting more and more anxious, and when I saw him pace I knew it was time. Opening the door, I was sad again, knowing we wouldn’t see each other a while. I dreaded when Koot left, there were people the still didn’t understand about w
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Oh, I'm not done. Not by a long shot.
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And I entered a whole other world. We were just first class to Atlanta, but once there, we were put in the VIP lounge to wait for our connection to Los Angeles. After experiencing the hustle of the main airport before, I could see the lure of the lounge. It was quiet. A very few were here as a soft relaxing classical piece was piped in. “Damn.” Was my first impression. Matt looked up with a chuckle. He was studying his script. “Okay.” Matt began. “Quiz me.” He tossed me the script. I r
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I know there are things in the story that aren't factual. It's Artistic License at work. But I hope the story is good. It's kinda based on real people and what "could" have happened. No proper names were used.
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I will remember this day forever. It was a Friday afternoon. I had stopped to get some things to fix for dinner and was returning to the apartment. There was a sidewalk part of the way back and I was still downtown proper when I heard some yelling. Nothing I understood, it just sounded like guys whooping it up. I heard an engine race and getting closer. Dangerously close. Then I heard clearly. “Die! Faggot, Die!” And I saw the white truck run close enough to touch it without reaching out. Then I
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