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We knew that the second year in college would be crucial for Marie, in our plan for her to make it through in three years. In fact, it was the same for me even though I had not mentioned that to Marie. There was no real graduate program in my college, but with the co-operation of some other colleges, it would be possible for me to get my bachelor's degree - or maybe even two of them. I did not talk about that to Marie, as I did not want cause her any extra pressure. Also, I did not believe the insurance company would keep its promise. No reason to raise any false hopes. Besides, we were doing ok, financially.

The next semester started and we were soon back in study mode. According to what we had learned, we had no real need to participate in any of the student events in our schools. Marie was asked once by one of the girlfriends of the football players, if she wanted things to remain in a way that those 'more than eager athletes' would leave her alone. She happily agreed to that. I did not have such luck, but once I had made it known that I was not available, I was able to concentrate on my studies which included several business courses. After all, I was running my own company.

We tried to coordinate our workload so that we had some totally free days every now and then, but by the time the Christmas holidays arrived, we both were totally exhausted. That's not exactly a good thing when you have an overly excited two-and-a-half year old girl running around you - and everybody else - while all are trying to do some shopping. If my aunty and Beth had not been there, we would probably not have been able to buy a single gift. All too soon the holidays were over, but luckily we had been able to sleep, and snuggle - and sleep.

If autumn had been bad, the rest of the winter and the spring were real killers. At some point we both had our twentieth birthdays. We both would have forgotten them if it had not been for my aunty and Beth. They organized a 'forty-year' birthday celebration for us. Finally, we both made it; but once the season ended, and it was summer again, we were trashed and empty. We were happy, though, as the last year would now be easier.

Even though we had been tired and busy all spring, we had always made time for Lily. I guess that we had not been careful enough, since at some point someone must have injected her with a gramophone needle! Neither Marie nor I were really talkative persons, but to our Lily the silence was an empty space that had to filled with questions, singing or storytelling. Yes, she was the storyteller of her own plays. In fact, I recorded some of those stories, to be played when it came time for boyfriends. I know, that was evil.

Some things changed a bit, though. This summer we rented a cottage for a week, but this time I did not shut my business down. I hired a guy to work for me. I had come to know him in one of my classes, and he was very anxious to start doing some real programming work. During our holiday, Marie and I also started talking about the future - our future. We did not yet agree as to where we would be moving, but we discussed the options. Nothing too big, but somewhere that people will still talk to you, even if you miss a Sunday at church. I could continue my work anywhere where there was a decent internet connection available, so the decision would probably be based more on where there would be teaching positions available for Marie.

Our vacation was over, but we still had more time on our hands in the summer than we had had during the last year of college. We did our best to make good use of it. Our little Lily had her first children's birthday party, and also her last if I had anything to say about it. However, I'm quite sure that my vote won't count. I wondered if I got a male dog, if he'd be loyal to me or the girls. Maybe it will be better if I don't try to find out. Maybe it will get better in the future. At least those finger paints were washable, from my face and most other surfaces, too. Oh well, some of walls needed painting in any case. Later in the evening, I made sure that Marie washed me very well.

The rest of the summer we made sure we enjoyed at least one day as a family, and sometimes with my aunty and Beth. Those were typically very happy and joyful days, especially for our little Lily. Sometimes there were four people to entertain or fool around with one little girl. In general, it was a very happy summer.

Then it was time we started our what was supposed to be our last year in college. This year should have been easier than the last one, but that did not mean that it would be easy. I had my plans for completing two Bachelor's degrees, and Marie should have her Master's ready by spring. Luckily we had already developed a good routine in working and that is what we did, again: work! We put our heads down and started working but we also tried to save some time for ourselves - and for Lily.

The autumn weather was occasionally miserable, but our feelings were generally positive, as for the first time it felt like our targets were in sight. Maybe within sight, but there was still a whole lot work to do. We studied, I worked, and then we had our moments with Lily. Time passed, and before we noticed, it was time for Christmas holidays again.

Now that Lily knew what to expect, we really had fun as we watched her excitement. This year she was finally able to stay awake and watch the New Year's fireworks. Then it was time to go to back to college. For this last semester, Marie had decided to add theater studies to her curriculum. It would be a nice addition to her resumé, while searching for a teaching position.

It was in the beginning of March when I started getting uneasy feelings every now and then. I did my best to talk to Marie, but nothing seemed to help.

Then one evening at the beginning of March, when Marie got home, and I immediately got the bad vibes. There was some sadness in her and I did my best to give her some solace. Or I would have, if she had allowed me to. It was only in the evening in bed that she allowed me to hold her and still I felt that she was holding back her tears. Inside me, I knew what had happened. Once again, everything was shattered to pieces. I just did my best to hold things together.

I guess that Marie did not understand that as I took care of the finances, I would see from there that she had visited the college clinic. From the list of services rendered, I could easily see why see had been there. I felt sick myself. To say that things were strained in our house would have been a serious understatement. Then one day Marie came home a bit early, and she looked clearly relieved.

When we managed to get Lily sleeping Marie almost attacked me. She sucked me and it seemed that she had decided to fuck me to an early grave. For the rest of the evening and some of the night Marie did her best to show and tell me that she loved me.

Now I only had to decide if I should forgive her or not. Like I didn't already know that I would forgive her - but I also knew that we would have to talk this thing through before we would move together anywhere from here. I whispered to her ear when we laid on the bed snuggled together.

"Marie, I hope that you know that I love you and only you. And you can talk to me about everything."

"Yes, I do know. And remember that I love you more than anyone."

And then I was covered by kisses. But her eyes were teary. And she did not want talk about it anymore and I decided not to push it, not right now.

Things settled back to normal but in my sensitive state, I could feel that she was holding something back. On the other hand Marie was the best mother and girlfriend you could wish for, as she usually came home early. The only exceptions were a few evenings when there was a theater practice, but even on those evenings she did not stay late. I also did my best to show her that I loved her and I cared for her, but still there was something that I could not get a grip on. What worried me most was the lack of enthusiasm when I opened a discussion about our future. I was worried but I also trusted her. I was sure that she had strayed once but I was sure that we could work through it, or so I hoped.

It was almost mid-May, and I was a few written works away from my graduation – my double graduation. As far as I knew and had heard from Marie, she was at least as close to her Master's. She had not directly mentioned it to me, but I had found out that their theater group had a performance in the middle of the week. She had not asked me to come as she knew that I was busy, but she had not said not to, either. There was some hesitance in her when I asked her about the group, and I guessed the reason. But I wanted to see her on stage and I decided that I could handle my jealousy. After all, I'd had more partners than she. But that was still something we needed to discuss.

At the play it took me five minutes to spot the guy. It was clear that he adored Marie, but I just decided to ignore him. I had to do that, for now. After I had watched Marie for a few minutes on stage, I understood why he adored her. When Marie was on the stage, she owned it! All of it. I had always thought that she was beautiful, but her darkish classical features and her figure just shone, there. The others looked good too, but it was partly because of the way she was shining.

When the play was over, the applause was something that was probably unusual in places like this. I looked at my smiling Marie as she faced the crowd during the applause.

I looked at her radiant eyes, and suddenly I felt a terrible coldness inside. I knew, I just knew that I had already lost her, probably forever. Then it was not cold anymore, just emptiness, as all the small pieces clicked together. This time there would be no way of getting Humpty-Dumpty back together again, as all the small fragments had gone with the four winds.

I did not cry, since there cannot be any tears in a vacuum. I could still hear the applause in my ears as I struggled out of the auditorium. There would be no graduation parties, not for me and not for Marie. The announcements they made back there, only revealed to me what I had already figured out.

When I drove back to my aunty's to pick up Lily, my mind was running in full gear. Once I got there I quickly made some requests to my aunty, as I also informed her and Beth that there would not be any more parties. My aunty stopped me only once and asked just one question.

"Eric, are you really sure about this?"

"Yes."

She nodded. I guess that the emotions on my face were so raw that they did not leave much room for questions. Besides, I had promised to tell more about it later. If only I could. Lily was a bit confused about my behavior, but that did not prevent her from talking. I struggled to hold myself together. I had to do it. For Lily.

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Mallory Malone could not believe her luck as she stepped over the threshold and into the main foyer of the impressively large manor home. Once inside, she followed the gentleman who had helped her with gathering her bags from the cab she’d taken from the airport, as he led her to the large ornate front desk that was located in the small alcove to her right.He was a nice looking well-built young man, but she did not sense anything from his demeanor that would tell her what she was in store for...

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Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy Chapter Three

Mallory smiled as she took in the conversations going on around her after coming back to the now from her daydreaming of her earlier afternoon romp with David.  She caught some of the comments to Mr. Schilling from Constance on the food and the wine, but she was more interested in the dynamics of his project.  Food and wine were great, but they were not her thing.She had learned from David earlier that all the last-minute guests had been assigned escorts/liaisons to cater to their needs, but...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 2

“Oh, tell me, why was it always you who, through the changes, you who always sang and played while the green vespers rang in the heart of the hillside. It’s a sad song that we always seem to be singing to each other. You and me, sweet and slightly out of key. Like the sound of a running-down calliope.” -Warren Zevon, “Tule’s Blues“ Helen Parker made her way through the snow along the side of the road. A few houses down, illuminated in the streetlights behind her, Wade Parker...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 15

The following short school week suited me fine. The schooldays just rolled by, and before we noticed, it was Thanksgiving. Sara didn't need to work as the family filled the restaurant during the holidays. When I had tried to make some arrangements for Thanksgiving, I was told that everything had already been taken care of, and I just should come to my aunty's. I decided to play safe and come in early, willing to help - and with a huge bunch of flowers. It turned out that my help was not...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 20

Tuesday morning came all too early. I skipped my morning practice once again, but our showering together made it worth it. Despite that, we made it to school in time – and were nicely relaxed. Our entrance to the school area together, hand in hand, was not unnoticed; but nobody approached us, or asked questions. Our peace lasted for about the first fifteen minutes of our common history class. Then came the announcement that Miss Marie Moltalvo was wanted at the school office immediately. So...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 11

“I was staying at a Marriott, with Jesus and John Wayne. I was waiting for a chariot; they were waiting for a train. And the sky was full of carrion. ‘I’ll take the mezuma.’ Said Jesus to Marion, ‘That’s the 3:10 to Yuma. My ride’s here.’” -Warren Zevon, “My Ride’s Here“ Sargento Hernando Ramirez listened to Generalissimo Armando Santori drone on about the fine job he’d done ordering others to mold them into Ultimados. It was a closed ceremony in Fort Ernesto’s gymnasium, and Violeta sat...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 24

The year changed, and after a discussion with our doctor we decided that half a year of breastfeeding would be enough. Our little terrorist was more or less playing with Marie's breasts, rather than eating, anyhow. No, I was not that jealous - I had been very happy to watch Marie breastfeeding our Angel. But her teeth started to be quite sharp, and the task was sometimes more pain than pleasure. So, no more breastfeeding. Once Marie's periods started she would start taking pills, too. Then...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 14

“Whoa, thought it was a nightmare. Lord, it’s all so true. They told me ‘Don’t go walkin’ slow. The Devil’s on the loose.’” -John Fogerty, “Run Through the Jungle“ “DIETZ HAS BOMBS!” Contessa Helena de San Finzione shouted to the walls of her study. Mander was with her and had been looking at the photos when she got the call from Generalissimo Hernando Ramirez that she’d just ended. “Most likely, anyway. Scott had a crate of C-4 in his Nazi Loony Room, little over a third of it left! He also...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 27

When college started again, Ms. Fraser looked sorry to find me alone there with Lily. Luckily, she had no problems working for a single dad. When she asked about the possibility of Marie coming back to us, I told there was none. When I continued that I had a schedule that almost totally excluded the possibility of dating she blushed a bit. I knew about her nieces. Even if they were very nice girls I had no intention to start courting via Sunday morning sessions at the local church. No thanks....

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Whatever It CostsChapter 29

It was a bit more than a week later when the weather had turned really bad. It was cold, wet and miserable, but that did not stop me from cycling. Two more weeks and the other shower room should be available again. To tell the truth, the occasional flashing did not bother me much. Add into that, the fact that me getting semi-hard did not seem to bother the girls either. Today there was no flashing, but suddenly that half-familiar redheaded girl collapsed as I was passing her with a towel...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 17

“My jacket’s gonna be cut slim and checked. Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck. I ride a GS Scooter with my hair cut neat. Wear my war-time coat in the wind and sleet.” -The Who, “I’ve Had Enough“ “Marco Santori!” Contessa Helena de San Finzione’s shadow called from the doorway of the Taverna. The bartender turned off the music and everyone faced her. “Your Contessa summons you.” At the bar, a man dropped his beer and ran for the side exit. He opened the door and ran...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 30

When I woke up Saturday morning, it was late. I was still tired, but I decided to get up anyway. If Lily was not up yet, she soon would be. Besides, we all needed breakfast. Not really knowing what everybody ate, I made a little bit ... well, uhh, quite a lot of everything, really. Lily was the first of the ladies to come down to the kitchen. Suddenly I heard voices by the door and then it hit me. I had promised to see my aunty and Beth today. Shit. I liked it when they visited, but I wasn't...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 21

“From the depths of Hell in silence, cast their spells, explosive violence. Russian night-time flight perfected, flawless vision, undetected.” -Sabaton, “Night Witches“ The DM took out some pre-gens. “Ok,” he said. “Who wants the rogue?” Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Nigel Mander’s hands both shot up. Mander saw and asked if there was something with “a big ‘fuck off’ sword” in there for him instead. D&D had turned out to be more popular in the film industry than Helen had...

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Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 26

“Riding on this crazy train, I’m going paranoid. Watch me lose my mind and break the law. (Breaking the law! Breaking the law!) I’m a metal machine. (It’s close to midnight and he’s barking at the moon!) I’m a metal machine. (The rainbow in the dark is shining!) I’m a metal machine! (It’s close to midnight and he’s barking at the moon!) Unholy metal machine! (The kings of metal ride the sky!)” -Sabaton, Metal Machine Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Nigel Mander could hear the men in...

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Whatever It CostsChapter 50

Before the summer we had one more incident involving Melissa. Due to the problems she had to face after her father's death she had hardly managed to finish high school. Partly because of those bad memories, she was not very interested in continuing her education, though both Lindsay and I patiently tried to convince her otherwise. Her lack of interest in developing herself irritated Lindsay even more than me. "But what do you intend to do then?" I asked. "I want to be the best possible...

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Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 2

I would love to say I had The Grand Plan: How To Transform Your Husband Into A Ravishing Fem-Toy, A To Z. The fact was, I didn't have a clue. It wasn't a topic normally covered by the Multiple Listing Service. I really didn't think the community library was going to be much help, either. I couldn't even find a copy of Feminization For Dummies in any of the local bookstores — not that I expected to. I did have the following assets: 1) a husband I flat-out adored who, apparently, had...

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Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 3

In the afterglow of our lovemaking, Danielle and I had talked long into the night. I was flush with excitement at the prospect of this exciting new change in our lifestyle. Our lovemaking had become the most intensely gratifying of our entire relationship — for both of us, at last — and I could only foresee it getting better. Danni seemed more ambivalent. I was concerned about it, fearing she was already having second thoughts about committing herself to this radical change. I approached the...

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Whatever It TakesChapter 7

I stayed and watched the Saints beat the visiting Lincoln (Nebraska) Saltdogs, 5-2 behind a kid who, I thought, looked even younger and greener than I did on the mound. But he was taller than I was, and had arms that seemed to hang down to his knees. Maybe he was physically better-equipped to be a pitcher than I was. Then again, Pedro Martinez isn't exactly Goliath on the mound. It seemed to me that Sandy Koufax hadn't been a big guy, either. When I got back to the car, I found my Baseball...

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Whatever It TakesChapter 9

I looked up Bill Bowman as soon as we arrived back in St. Paul. Before doing so, however, I researched him thoroughly -- not only in the Baseball Encyclopedia, but on the Internet. I'd had only a vague idea of his past career in the major leagues. I'd heard of him, even though his career had ended several years before I had even been born, but I wanted to know something about him before we talked. Bill Bowman had never been the ace of the Twins' staff, but for about four years, he'd...

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Whatever It TakesChapter 16

Josie arrived in San Diego early Saturday evening and called me on the cell from there around 10:30. Our game against the Mexicali Aguilas (Eagles) had just ended. We'd won, 6-3, and I hadn't been called on to pitch. I knew that meant there was an excellent chance I would pitch in relief on Sunday, with Josie in the stands. "If you want, I could come over there tonight," she said. "I've already rented a room for us here, but, hey, it's not very far. I could be there not too long after...

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