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Returning to their dorm room, Debbie noticed that Oscar’s name had been removed from the name plaque beside the door and had been replaced by We Gahe Sukawaka. She thought about mentioning it to Oscar, but unpacking from their trip to the great plain drove the thought form her mind. Of course, Oscar didn’t help by making jokes about how much gear she had taken on the trip.

After unpacking, the trio went to find some food. On the way, one of the students nodded at the three of them. It took them by surprise since most of the students were still distant around Oscar. When the student was about to pass Oscar, he grinned and said, “We Gahe Sukawaka.”

Turning to look at the student, Oscar asked Georgia, “Did he say we go suck water?”

“I don’t think so,” Georgia answered although it did sound a little similar to that.

Debbie shrugged her shoulders and said, “Let’s eat. I’m starved.”

“Sure thing,” Oscar said. He put an arm around Debbie and then around Georgia.

The trio had just about reached the cafeteria when another student, while passing them, grinned and said, “We Gahe Sukawaka.”

Georgia said, “I don’t know what he said, but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t we go suck water. It sounded more like, We going suck a egg.”

“That wasn’t it,” Oscar said staring at the back of the student walking away from them.

The three of them turned in time to see another student who was passing by chuckle and say, “We Gahe Sukawaka.”

Confused they went into the cafeteria and picked out a meal. When they went to pay for it, the cashier looked at Oscar and said, “We Gahe Sukawaka.”

It didn’t seem like a malicious statement, but it seemed to him as if some joke was being played upon him. Oscar asked, “What did you just say to me?”

“We Gahe Sukawaka.”

“What does that mean?” Oscar asked.

“It’s your new name,” the cashier answered with a grin.

Not having a good feeling about what he would learn, Oscar requested, “Would you translate that for me into English?”

The cashier looked around the room and said, “Go ask David Bear Claw.”

Frowning Oscar picked up his tray and headed over to the table where David Bear Claw was seated. The young man laughed when Oscar put his tray on table and asked, “How are you doing, Oscar Meyers?”

Frowning, Oscar asked “What are people calling me?”

“We Gahe Sukawaka.” David Bear Claw answered just as Debbie and Georgia arrived at the table with their trays.

“What does it mean?” Oscar asked taking his seat.

“It means Broken Horse.” David Bear Claw answered. He chuckled at the expression of dismay that flickered across Oscar’s face.

Georgia and Debbie burst out laughing. Georgia was the first of the three to recover and said, “Just think about it, Oscar. You can be the main character in the movie, A Man Called Broken Horse.”

The entire table broke out laughing while Oscar laid his head on the table and covered it with his hands. One of the other students said, “I’m not sure there is a Hollywood actor short enough to play that role.”

“Just kill me and be done with it,” Oscar said with a groan. He knew he was never going to live down his first horse ride. He sat back in his chair and eyed his food. He said, “I think I just lost my appetite.”

“Eat well, We Gahe Sukawaka. Tomorrow you begin your fast,” David Bear Claw said.

“I forgot about that,” Oscar said looking down at his food. It would be three days before he had a chance to eat again.

Oscar stumbled away from the sweat lodge and followed the path to a private place. He had no idea what to expect. Kotyit had suggested that he would encounter an animal spirit and it would lead him to a vision. This was to be a private journey that Oscar would share with the wise men when he returned.

The small meadow seemed to be the perfect place to stop and Oscar collapsed onto the ground. Lying on his back, he stared up at the blue sky above wondering what animal would come to him. The ground was soft underneath his body, giving him the feeling that it was embracing him. He looked to his left and saw the fat man sitting next to him.

“You were expecting an animal?” the fat man asked. The feminine timber to his voice was always a wonder to Oscar.

“Sure,” Oscar answered not wanting to rise from his position. His clothes were gone and his cock painfully erect.

“How about a duck? Maybe a chicken? I know, how about a rabbit?” the Two-Sided One asked.

Oscar sat up and gazed upon the Two-Sided One. Once again he wondered how it was that he had been chosen to serve a power of such mystery. The idea that he could be so blessed took his breath away.

One could claim that by human standards that the figure before him was grotesque. That would be true for a person who saw only through human eyes. The Two-Sided One was the embodiment of all mysteries. The body was constantly shifting from male to female. The Two-Sided One understood both the male and female spirit. The Two-Sided One embodied all of the secrets of the human mind.

Not knowing where the words came from, Oscar said, “At least you didn’t offer a horse.”

The Two-Sided One chuckled and said, “That’s what I like about you. You have a wonderful sense of humor.”

The transformation from male to female completed. The Two- Sided One was rubbing herself between the legs, a finger dipping into the slit that hid under rolls of fat. Oscar’s erection became painful. He glanced over to the side and saw a pair of copulating rabbits. Looking back at the Two-Sided One, Oscar asked, “Am I to begin my service now?”

The Two-Sided One lifted a monstrous breast and toyed with her nipple. After a long minute, she said, “When you started, I sent you to the Druid College without telling you of the service that I was requesting.”

“And I accepted it without knowing what you asked of me,” Oscar said nodding his head.

“Over time it became clear to you that you were to bring peace to the Middle East,” the Two-Sided One said.

“Yes,” Oscar said thinking about how his service had been presented to him; unfolding over time with hints of it here and there.

The Two Sided One studied Oscar and then said, “You do not have to accept this service.”

“I have accepted it,” Oscar said confident that he was accepting his death by his answer.

“You must understand the full consequences of your decision to accept this service before I will accept you,” the Two-Sided One said. The feminine figure was changing to the masculine. The breasts were shrinking with the belly growing. Her clitoris was elongating into a penis.

Oscar looked at the Two-Sided One and said, “I will die because of this service. I know that.”

“You fully accept that as a consequence of your service?” the Two-Sided One asked. His hand snaked down to his cock and started playing with it.

“Yes, I do,” Oscar said.

“So you accept this service fully aware that it will lead to your death?” the Two-Sided One asked.

“Yes,” Oscar answered knowing that by his answer, he was accepting his death.

“Why?”

Oscar was silent while trying to formulate an answer. After five minutes, he looked up at the Two-Sided One with tears in his eyes. He answered, “When I began my service to the God, I was about to be killed. The years since then have been the happiest of my life. They were years that I would not have had without the intervention of the Gods and Goddesses. How can I refuse your request?”

“By saying, I won’t do it,” the Two-Sided One answered.

“I can’t,” Oscar replied. His erection throbbed as the figure started to blur in front of him.

The Two-Sided One appeared to become two people, a man and a woman joined by holding hands. Both were amazingly beautiful. The woman leaned over and kissed Oscar on the forehead. In a soft voice, she said, “You can, but you won’t.”

“I won’t,” Oscar said feeling that he had stepped across a very important line. His cock was so hard that it had become painful. He believed that his service would begin at that moment.

The male reached out and touched Oscar’s shoulder. In a deep, very masculine voice, he said, “We will ask you again when you are to begin your service.”

“It is not to begin now?” Oscar asked feeling tears welling up in his eyes.

“Not yet,” the woman said.

“What have I failed to do?” Oscar asked wanting nothing more than to begin his service.

The male half of the Two-Sided One said, “Things must develop according to their own time. The ways of men are slow and attitudes take time to develop. The conditions must be right or all is lost.”

“Do I have the wrong attitude?” Oscar asked looking from man to woman and back again.

“The fault is not within you, but in others,” the female half added in a voice that was so sexy that hearing it was almost sufficient to trigger an orgasm.

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Oscar MeyersChapter 17

Debbie looked at the hole in the ground. This was not just a little hole in the ground. There was a building carved out of rock right in the middle of the hole. The building was two stories tall and carved into the shape of a cross. Awed by the amount of work that it must have taken to carve the building out of the surrounding rock, she said, “This church is carved from the rock.” “That’s right. This is the famous Bet Giorgis church of Lalibela. It was carved about nine hundred years ago...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 8

Standing beside a Russian truck, a very anxious Debbie waited for her husband and wife to arrive. The barren lifeless environment only fed her anxiety. It was hard to believe how desolate the area looked. Draught had cracked the hard ground into little bricks with inch wide cracks. Despite the sun in the sky, the air was chill. She turned to the Major who was seated on the hood of the truck and asked, "Are you sure this is the right place?" "Very sure," the Major answered with a yawn. He...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 8

The Colonel, the Major, and two of the Captains stood in a relaxed manner in the command center looking at Oscar. Georgia wasn’t present for a change and they actually missed her. Oscar smiled at the four and said, “Congratulations, you’ve passed.” The Colonel laughed and said, “Best training program I’ve ever experienced. You drove me fucking crazy.” Oscar nodded and asked, “Well, do you guys want to discuss what you learned here?” The Major answered, “They don’t fight by the rules.” One...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 9

While many of the people in Turkey are Muslim, the ‘democratic’ government of Turkey was secular. This meant that politicians had to run for election periodically and worked hard to preserve their reputations. On the world stage, and inside Turkey because of the current activities associated with the earthquake, few organizations had the news capital of the Fusion Foundation. As head of the Fusion Foundation, the doors of the Turkish government opened for Ed Biggers. Followed by members of...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 25

Beth Carter, carrying a stack of papers, walked through the halls of the college in which she had spent a considerable percentage of her childhood. Every hall, every room, and every piece of decor brought back memories. The majority of memories were good, but there were also memories associated with the loss of her father. She was headed towards the first year dining room smiling at the thought of her destination. Her grandfather, the Reverend Leroy Jones, always insisted on meeting people...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 21

An old man picking up trash and putting it into a bag noticed Oscar standing in front of the Golden Gate. Wearing the cloak and robe while carrying a staff, Oscar looked like a character straight out of the Torah. He stared at Oscar wondering what he was doing at the Golden Gate. Considering the current religious climate, the old man was halfway convinced that Oscar was going to march into Jerusalem after breaking down the wall that had been built to render the gate useless. He held his...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 20

The Church of St John the Baptist is one of the oldest churches in Jerusalem. It was the site of the founding of the Knights of the Hospital of St. John. The order of knights, better known by the name of Hospitallers, was established to provide health care for poor and sick pilgrims to the Holy Land in 1080 AD. It was here that the Reverend Leroy Jones spent the night in prayer. Founded in 1200, the Ramban Synagogue was the first Jewish presence in Jerusalem’s Old City after the exile of...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 24

Turning at the end of the private road leading from the Druid College, Oscar jogged down the county road trying to burn off some excess energy. While robes were a unique fashion statement that set the Druids apart from everyone else, they were not designed to facilitate jogging while wearing them. He had his robes held up by a belt so that the hem was only to his knees. It looked ridiculous and he knew it, but he didn’t really care. A car pulled up beside him honking the horn. He looked over...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 28

Feeling like the whole world was his oyster, Oscar walked across the road towards the school. He felt great. After spending a nice quiet night with Georgia, he had a very pleasurable morning romp with her. It was a rare occasion when he had a chance to spend the night with Georgia alone. He spent many more nights alone with Debbie than with Georgia. He didn’t begrudge a single night alone with Debbie, but it was great to spend the night with Georgia. It was a glorious day and that just added...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 1

The image that we have of a hero is of a muscle-bound man who can carry three victims in one arm while firing a machine gun with the other. The word hero makes us think of a man with a strong chin, chiseled features, and steely eyes. Sure, some heroes are the big strong manly types such as described in stories and portrayed in movies. Of course, we also think that heroines are attractive hard-body types who have studied martial arts their whole lives. From the media presentation of heroic...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 11

Oscar sat on the top of the truck drinking a hot cup of cocoa and looking around at his surroundings. He was in an isolated area surrounded by blinding white snow that hurt his eyes. The snow softened the landscape; turning hard edges into flowing curves. Behind the truck, tracks led back to the small village Oscar had left a half an hour earlier. He thought back to his visit there earlier. The village had less then three hundred people living in it. Most were old; the majority of the young...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 36

Riding in the limousine from the airport was a first for David Bear Claw. He couldn’t believe the luxury afforded students of the Druid College. Even Ohola U Tiwahe was quiet during the drive. Oscar, Georgia, and Debbie were watching the reactions of the guests. Oscar and Debbie found their reactions understandable while Georgia was amused. Finally, Oscar said, “They sent the limousine because Ohola U Tiwahe is an honored guest.” David asked, “Do you mean that they don’t normally have a...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 18

Saudi Arabia is officially listed as the fourteenth largest country geographically. It controls an incredible amount of oil, but after the invention of the Fusion Cell by John Carter that meant little in terms of the international market. Prior to the invention of the Fusion Cell, oil accounted for nearly sixty percent of its gross national product. Afterwards, oil accounted for only ten percent of the gross national product. It was not that other sectors stepped up to the economic plate, but...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 6

Mohammed directed Oscar through the small town, pointing to the coffee house as the most likely place to find someone who would be interested in purchasing the Mercedes. It wasn’t as though there was a car dealership in the area. Oscar stopped the car in front of the small building and looked around the area. The place was clearly not a chain coffee house based in Seattle. The front of the building was open to the street. Chairs lined one wall with small tables set in front of them. The...

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Oscar MeyersChapter 19

The Reverend Leroy Jones sat on a heavy duty camp chair drinking a cup of Arabian coffee. The thick sweet liquid was strong, but the cup was tiny. The bottom of the cup was filled with finely ground particles of coffee bean. In all, there were about four sips of coffee in the cup. Shaking his head, he wished that he had a cup of American coffee. Sighing, he said, “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this coffee.” “I have never gotten used to the weak swill that you Americans call coffee,”...

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Oscar Home for Thanksgiving

My plane left Paris an hour late. It was a nonstop, night flight to New York. We were on hold, apparently, for some late VIP's important enough to hold up an entire flight and screw up schedules. However, I wasn't particularly disturbed as I was in no real hurry. I also had plenty to do on my laptop, so the time passed fairly quickly for me. My seat was next to the window just two rows back from the front entrance. A bustle of activity heralded the presence of our late arrivals. One...

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