Tris
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"Kiss first" ... that line is PRICELESS! I love this story, and now must look up everything else you''ve written. The read is WELL worth the time.
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Me neither!
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There is something So Sexy when one uses the French "version" of Michael 😉
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Was I as dense as Jason way back when? If so, I musta missed a LOT in my late teen years - not that there was an older-and-wiser Michael going after me tooth and nail. Or maybe there was, and I was too stupid to realize it? Oh, well...
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Olivia's no dummy. I'm sure she had it figured out from the get-go. From Day One, she might have even been rooting for the match to succeed.
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I suspect that one or two other "things" are UP as well 🙂
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My thought, exactly LOL
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Thank heavens! Now we're REALLY beginning to get somewhere 😉
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So realistic, so true-to-life, so excruciatingly aggravating - I love it!
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Not long??!? I'd have shoved my tongue down his throat AGES ago LMAO
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This has all the makings of a Riot <evil grin>
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I really like how this is developing! I only wish I had been so, um, attractive at that age - and it hasn't gotten any better with the passage of time LOL
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I was so shy back then when I was their age ... or was I? This whole episode reminded me of doing something even more brazen when the lights were out in science class. I'm sure just about EVERYONE could see what I was doing to, well, after all these years I've forgotten his name. Still, I'm convinced that the T.A. knew exactly what I was up to. I guess I was overwhelmed by it all. At least Comsie reminded me of a forgotten episode from my life.
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More of the Tangled Webs! Nice job!
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Now if only I could follow through like that in my own little soap opera LOL. Thanks, Comicality, for showing us that it CAN be done!
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For me, this chapter is like a mirror. I am a little like Ethan, and a Certain Someone in my life is, well, I think of him as my kryptonite. And so, like Ethan, I feel as though I must protect myself, and in doing so I am afraid that I'm causing my Certain Someone pain, which in turn causes him to withdraw from me so he can protect himself as well. The cycles of attraction and withdrawal can be agonizing. And so in those moments when a physical relationship between us is taken off the table and we can be "just friends", life can be blissful - almost. The problem comes in finding a balance between not having enough of each other, and having me burned like a moth in the flame. Comicality, you are a Master!
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I'm relatively new to GA, and even newer to the idea of reading westerns. I'll have to get used to the "cowboy speak," which could be fun - and I'll have to rely on the Author regarding authenticity on matters of syntax as well as vocab (I have no way to judge otherwise, frankly). Looking over the comments, it's good to see some familiar names, even from as far afield as Ravello and the Amalfi coast - literally half a world away from our present setting. Seems we have some broad-minded readers among us, eh? I'm glad to be along for the ride, and in such good company.
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A Minor Scare and Back on Stage
Tris commented on Lee Wilson's story chapter in A Minor Scare and Back on Stage
I had to laugh out loud at the line about caressing each other's penis orally. That one is priceless! But I don't think I'd use that phrase on my Main Man. Just not his style, I don't think. Nor mine, for that matter. Still funny, though! And, I'm with Ross Davidson - I'm into gentle, happy chapters. Thanks for the respite. -
So glad I stuck with this story. Over the first couple of chapters I kept wondering to myself, Why am I continuing reading this? And then, almost without warning, I realized that I had become so invested with Ridley and Gabe that I couldn't put it down. I echo so many of the wishes for a sequel, but I realize that one cannot force The Muses. Not being a writer myself, I could not presume to try pushing an author into much of anything. So I simply render thanks for having been graced with your gifts.
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R & R - Recovery and Revenge
Tris commented on Lee Wilson's story chapter in R & R - Recovery and Revenge
Chapter 5 was a struggle, and I still haven't dealt fully with Chapter 6. I find the entire story compelling, but my own shortcomings (OK, I'll confess here: I'm a wuss) have made all this very difficult. In Real Life, I all-too-often encounter what I'll call Raw Realities. Even as a kid, I had trouble dealing with the animated monsters brought to us by Disney, and it appears I haven't gotten much better at this sort of thing despite the passage of years. Perhaps I'm too sensitive. Be that as it may, I really, Really, REALLY like what our fearless author is up to here, and I thank him profusely for the warnings. -
Very glad to find yet another story here where God and religion are not just storyline props when a whipping boy is needed. Steven might not realize it, but there are myriads of reasons why someone would find their way to "the church." Myself, I was more religious than my parents, though my parents were less bewildered / reluctant than Steven's mom. But I first went to church as a kid because of friends. Then I stayed because of the music (I sang in the junior choir). Then it was because I had a crush on the son of the minister (no, I never acted on my crush ... and we are still in touch, decades later). The church I'm now involved in (and yes, I sing in the choir) doesn't make an issue of people like me and Giorgio and Steven. This was a very refreshing read.
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It took me only a few paragraphs to realize that this story was hitting close to home. Very close. Exceptionally close. The details, of course, have been altered to protect the Innocent, as the saying goes. But, I'm still stunned. I once opined that patterns in the universe inevitably begin to repeat themselves. After all, there are probably a finite number of "templates" the Creator can use as the millennia unfold. I just hope that He will mercifully spare all of us the dimension of dementia (no, I'm not trying to be alliterative) as our lives progress.
