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Yeah, apart Kate's father adding a big question mark, now even the rivalry between the girls got one. Maybe Kate was in such a haste to actually rescue Madeleine? We will find out. And what will Quen add? Stress on Dust 😅 that for sure. And maybe another half-heart attack for his poor lawyer.

I'm not so sure about that, Dust is a very sweet man. Frustrated and depressed maybe, but not the type to actually lash out that bad. And to be honest, the bit of non-cursebreaker-magic he has doesn't make for a good foe either. But he has friends. And resources. So maybe he doesn't need to be super powerful. Oh, now, that's an interesting thought. That's an amazing question, my friend, and one that might cause some brotherly disagreements. Because no, he has no money. No income. No job in sight. Just a nice police record. ❤️

~The Detective~ With a sigh, I studied the young woman. Madeleine Baker was lying on her left side, the hood of her thick jacket pulled low over her face. She looked as if she had simply fallen asleep and tipped over to one side. At first glance, at least. A few light blonde strands of hair were visible, rain clung to her eyelashes, and two long bloody scratches adorned her left cheek. She seemed to be lying half on a backpack or bag, it wasn't clearly visible, but I wouldn't touch anythin

@drsawzall Will you believe me when I tell you that this was supposed to be a cute fluffy story, with all drama and tension coming from the outside, not from the characters themselves, till - barely two chapters in - said characters took over the reign? Because that's the truth. I don't know what happened. But shit happened and now I have two discarded couples and a lot of problems on my hands I never wanted. And trust me, template!Sam, template-Sam-brother Dust and me are appalled as to how this Sam turned out. If I don't find a way to get him back on track, this will end bad.

But it's sad to see how many people think something's wrong with them because they like their partner bigger First he tries to be invisible, second he for sure did notice Sam in the gym and then the shower, but he hurried off as to not show some accidental evidence of interest In one of the gyms I frequented in the past they actually removed the stalls for "ongoing indecent behaviour"... And let's be honest, that smell is too recognizable to not know what's going on... ❤️

“–and one, two, three, four, right! Step! Seven, eight!” Gabe was fat. He knew as much since he was little. In school it hadn’t been that bad, because he hadn’t been the only one, but within his family or here at the dance school, yes, he was by far the heaviest. He stood out. “–three, four, swing! Right! Double! Step! One, two, swing! Right! Swing! Right! Seven, eight!” And all those mirrors in the dance rooms didn’t make it any better. He looked like a walrus. He felt like o

To be fair, to Remy and Anduin themselves would probably happen not much, because they are just victims in this case. But since their mother is a priestress and this means her temple was hiding them, this would blow up into a big religious scandal. Internal it would cost Remy a nice portion of trust from his mistresses. And about the trouble between Anduin and Remy... ah well I guess Anduin's patience has a limit...

Both parties still planned for the time of the story will end desastrous, though only once it will be Anduin's fault. It would, it would. The mistresses told him as much. He's a good guy and I envision a nice future for him. It will! And after he gets sold, we will see him again. Still as small side character like now, but the timeline-wise next story in this universe is set in his new mistress' household. The problem is, in this society even most women don't really learn about all those words which hide behind and are contained in the description of queer. Marc is pan- and demisexuell and knowing only the standards, he feels like something's off, but has no words for it. Sarah did drop a hint but in a unfavorable moment and both guys won't exactly go to a woman to talk about this stuff, especially not Remy. Meaning, they miss the knowledge and especially the nuances to properly communicate this.

"So, Remy, what do you think of the current situation in the house?" Seriously, the mistresses looked at him. "Normal," Remy replied calmly. He had always regarded these regular, all-encompassing conversations about the household with a good deal of unease, but the word didn't begin to hit it at the moment. He was aware that the mistresses had already spent the entire Seventh-Day morning talking to the girls and the other slaves, and he was the last in line. Was it because he was now the ov

Sounds absolutely right.

Warm bath yes, razor blade please no. When it's their chapter turn again, we will see his gift Absolutely true. I mean, Kevin might have a point as well in that he is a distraction for Tom from the break-up, but in general such help-offering should exist more often.

Tom closed the door of the pile of junk that was supposed to be his pick-up truck; Kevin on the passenger side needed actually two tries till the door closed properly. He locked the truck manually – it was too old to have a remote – and joined Kevin on the gravelly-muddy path leading from the parking lot to the entrance of the pumpkin patch. “Okay, so… how does this work exactly?” Kevin wanted to know and threw a skeptical glance at two boys of maybe ten carrying a big pumpkin between them.

True, true. Amazing what such a short snippet can tell us already.

Then say more I hope you will like whatever is coming as well.

Drawing up his shoulders, Alex leaned against the wind and cursed the tiny sharp droplets hitting his face. It was September, dammit, and last week they had still needed the AC, but no, since yesterday an icy wind howled through the city and the temperatures had dropped significantly. If the weather stayed like this, they would need the heating system pretty soon. Despite the weather, the main shopping street in downtown Colbyn was packed. Alex dodged a strolling couple holding hands and

Colbyn - a small town in the middle of nowhere... Nerd Alex stumbles into a soldier, Max... and a little chat over coffee on a rainy day leads to a friendship, that contains pining, healing and self-discovery. Kevin, who fled from an abusive life-long situation, got literally picked up from the curb by Tom. Tom knows how it feels to have nothing and basically no one, and he wants to pay back what he once received as help... Gabe is pining over Sam and Sam needs a boyfriend to show-off at Christmas dinner. While Gabe believes in all this and experiences all his firsts, the lines of pretend start to blur on Sam's side...

No one is really innocent here, even the ones claiming "we were forbidden to talk about". More on that later. But he could have said no... Britney-bitch is a whole topic on herself but Blaise... will give us in the near future a bit of a rollercoaster I would say...

"Oh fuck... oh yes... that's it... you're doing... so good... Baby Boy..." Blaise moaned and shuddered and Tom dug his fingernails into his hips, keeping up his fast rhythm. "Hng... hng... Baby Boy..." A shaky moan slipped from Tom's lips as well as Blaise clenched hard around him. He slowed his thrusts almost to a stop as Blaise came, then withdrew; he knew better than to chase his own orgasm. At least inside Blaise's ass. He wrapped his fingers around his dick and began pumping while Blai

Both of them will be ongoing part of the discussion. Tom will have to say a thing or two about it... Right? In the beginning he's like the classic high school bully, perfectly fitting with dark spots in his past, and than boom. You feel pity. And let's say right here and now I'm curious to hear your opinion on the next Another Time chapter to come from Tom's perspective. Yeah 😁 I do feel bad Dante but Henry definitely has a point in this discussion. Little one's growing up ❤️ You can bet your pretty ass on that.

"You could really stop fussing over me like that," Dante sighed, a little annoyed. The way Henry's fingers twitched on his skin made him suspect he'd said the wrong thing. The twitch of Frank's eyebrows backed up the thought. The three of them sat on Mistress Alice's bed while she was busy with whatever somewhere in the house. "And if you're ticked off, don't do it at all," Dante added when Henry said nothing but continued to spread ointment on the welts. Now, at least, he snorted quietly.

❤️ Portraying Matthew is not that easy, cause he indeed acts different depending on who's around him and what it's about. In a bit, we will see way more of him. You might be onto something...

The members of the Brotherhood of the Thorn Rose swear to only ever have sexual intercourse with their wife. (The oath includes some other stuff but this is the main part.) The piercing they can get voluntarily is to prevent penetration and is taken off by the wife after the wedding ceremony, often witnessed by a priestress. Charles, Matthew's father, as a widower fucking his slaves, is moving in a grey area of the Brotherhoods rules, cause he stayed virgin till his wedding and never touched another woman, but the slaves thing is seen controversial within the group. (And he's not even bi/gay, just horny.)

Matthew stared at the car as if seeing it for the first time. He had completely lost his train of thought and blinked a few times, even shaking his head to regain his concentration. Right, the clutch. A crunch only seconds later from behind him made him turn around and his brows twitched up when he saw Alice pushing her scooter in his direction. "I told you it wouldn't start," she said with a wry smile instead of a greeting, and he nodded. "Put it over there." Great Mother, he was

That's a question to find answers for in the next chapter. Hopefully. He guess he was too scared, anxiously waiting for a note of ransom or the like. If he thought it was this guy, there must be a reason for it. But I don't think we will hear an answer to that question. She is going to be wet and muddy and bloody unhappy, you can bet! But I guess Winter is the type of woman who will argue like "would have changed nothing if we sent a search party, she was already dead" or this kind of stuff. *sigh* I hope they find her soon. Or maybe she killed Madeleine and is now in hiding. We will see...

~The Lawyer~ Once again, I felt like an impostor in my own office. Small and insignificant at this massive desk. But this time, it could well have been Michael Bell's fault, who was pacing nervously back and forth in front of the desk. “Mr. Bell,” I began for the third time after he had stormed in and tried to explain to me in a barely intelligible mumble that he needed my help, “Mr. Bell, you have to talk to me. Otherwise, I can't help you.” Mr. Bell paused, his gaze slowly s