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July 25, 1990, Milford, Ohio

“Hi, Sweetheart!” I said, exchanging a quick hug with her.

“Hi, Aunt Bethany!” Jesse exclaimed. “Where’s Nicholas?”

“With his grandma in the kitchen. If you go see him, you could have milk and cookies!”

“Yes!” Jesse said and hurried into the house towards the kitchen.

“Hi, Bethany!” Kathy said, hugging Bethany tightly.

“Hi,” Kurt said, also getting a brief hug.

“And how is my beautiful little ‘niece’?” Bethany asked, taking Kristin from Kurt.

“Hi Aunt Befany!” Kristin said.

“She still can’t get ‘Bethany’ quite right,” Kurt said quietly.

“Jesse still calls Jessica ‘Chess’ even though he can say his own name properly.”

“Thanks for bringing the kids to see Nicholas. He’s only one, but I know he’ll appreciate seeing his friends.”

“You’ll see the whole gang Labor Day weekend,” I said. “Jennifer and Josie are going to use the weekend as a three-day vacation with Larry and Drew. I hate that we keep passing on I-65 between here and Chicago, but I’m glad that friendship is so close after all these years.”

We’d likely passed Ed as well, as he was going to visit my sister, and was staying at the house. They still hadn’t consummated their rekindled relationship, and the longer that went on, the more convinced I was that it was the real thing.

“What’s the plan for the party?” Kurt asked.

“The kids will eat, and then we’ll have cake and ice cream, and Jesse and Kristin can give Nicholas their presents. My mom will watch the kids while we go out to dinner. If that’s OK with you guys.”

“If it’s OK with you, it’s OK with us,” Kathy said.

“Steve’s been making a point that I need adult companionship and that Nicholas will be just fine. He’s right, even though it’s hard. But with Jesse and Kristin here, it’ll be OK.”

“Let’s go see the kids,” Kathy said.

We went to the kitchen and I greeted Nora who was setting a plate of cookies and glasses of milk in front of Jesse and Kristin. I watched and smiled as Jesse waited for Kristin to take her two cookies. We’d been working on manners, and he was getting better, though it was easier to get him to do it with kids outside the family than with his half-siblings.

“Hi, Steve, Kathy, Kurt,” Nora said. “Did you need lunch?”

“We ate on the way down,” Kathy said.

“OK. The kids will eat at 5:00pm and then we’ll do the cake and presents. I hope you adults can handle having dessert first, before your meal!”

“I think we’ll manage,” Kurt said with a laugh.

“Jesse, thank you for writing the letter about Nicholas’ dad,” Nora said.

“I wanted the bad man to never hurt anyone again!” Jesse said.

“He won’t,” Kathy said. “He’s going to jail for the rest of his life.”

“Good!” Jesse said firmly.

That was the theory, assuming Karl was right about the uselessness of the appeal. I’d seen enough craziness from the legal system to know that anything, no matter how remote, was possible. I pushed those thoughts out of my mind and refocused on my friends.

“Bethany, have you and Nicholas looked at the albums we put together?” I asked.

“No. Maybe you could do that with him after the kids have their cookies.”

“I’d love to. I’m sure Jesse would like to look at pictures of Uncle Nick, wouldn’t you Jesse?”

“Yes. I miss him.”

“We all do, Jesse,” Nora said.

When Jesse and Kristin finished their cookies, I picked up Nicholas and Jesse followed us to the living room. Bethany brought out a couple of the albums I’d put together and I put Nicholas in my lap and opened an album. Jesse sat on my right and Kristin on my left.

“Nicholas, that’s your dada!” Jesse said, pointing to one of Nick’s official Navy photos that Bethany had provided. “He was in the Navy! That means he goes on boats!”

“Yes it does,” I said. “And this is your dad the day he married your mom,” I said. “And this one is the day you were born.”

“Dada?” Nicholas said, touching the picture.

“Yes, that’s your dada,” I confirmed. “But he’s gone.”

“He still looks for Nick,” Bethany said. “I have no idea how to explain it to a one-year-old.”

“Given that I don’t understand it, that’s not much of a surprise,” I said. “I accept it, but I don’t understand it.”

“It’s worse for him, though,” Bethany said quietly, “since the idea of ‘gone forever’ isn’t something a little one can understand. He was only six months old and just learning to say ‘Dada’ when Nick died.”

We spent about twenty minutes looking at the pictures, something I planned to do with Nicholas for as far into the future as I was able. Just before 5:00pm we took the kids to the kitchen and Nora served hot dogs and French fries. Nicholas needed help with his, but the other two did just fine, though I grimaced when they both slathered catsup on their hot dogs.

“No self-respecting Chicagoan puts catsup on a hot dog!” I said to Kurt.

“They’re kids!” he laughed. “Cut them some slack.”

“I’m going to have to work on Jesse. I think I need to take him to Gold Coast Dogs and get him a real Chicago-style hotdog.”

“I think that will turn out just like the bourbon!” Kathy laughed.

“Bourbon?” Nora asked.

“Jesse asked me to taste my bourbon last weekend. He spit it out and tried to wipe it from his tongue!”

“It was yucky!” Jesse said.

“I bet!” Nora laughed.

“And that’s exactly the reaction you’ll get to a Chicago-style hot dog!” Kurt laughed.

“At least the kids know that pizza isn’t cardboard with catsup on it! They know real deep dish!”

“That one I’ll concede,” he said. “I never had Chicago-style pizza before I arrived at Northwestern.”

“That wasn’t the only hot dish you found at school!” I laughed.

Kurt and Kathy both laughed.

“You had numerous chances,” Kurt said through his laughter.

“Where are we going for dinner?” Kathy asked.

“I was thinking TGI Friday’s at Tri-County Mall,” Bethany said.

“Sounds good to me!” Kathy replied.

“Can I go?” Jesse asked.

“No. You’re going to stay with Nicholas and Kristin. You’ll have fun! I’m going with Aunt Bethany and Uncle Kurt and Aunt Kathy.”

“Dada kiss Aunt Bethany?” Jesse giggled.

“No, you little turkey! I will NOT kiss Aunt Bethany!”

“What’s wrong with a kiss?” Nora asked innocently.

All four of us started laughing hard.

“Mom, that’s Jesse’s way of asking if Steve and I are going to have sex!”

“What? He’s four! What does he know about sex?”

“More than you might think,” Bethany giggled. “He is Steve and Jennifer’s son, after all! And you know that Steve is very open about things like that.”

“But with a four-year-old?”

“With all the kids,” I said. “We don’t hide the fact that people have sex. We don’t do it in front of them, obviously, but they know it happens.”

Or, I thought but didn’t say, in Jesse’s case, he had SPIED on me having sex with his babysitter!

“And Jesse thinks you would have sex with my daughter?”

“What Jesse thinks has no bearing on reality,” I said. “Bethany and I are close, intimate friends. Friends. And that’s as far as it goes.”

“But you two sleep together.”

“Yes, mom,” Bethany said, obviously suppressing a sigh and an eye-roll. “It is possible for a man and a woman to be very close, even intimate, friends and not have sex. Ask Steve and Kathy about that.”

“But that’s different!”

“No, Mrs. Krajick, it isn’t,” Kurt said. “We all know exactly where the lines that may not be crossed are drawn. And that goes for Steve’s wives as well. And the other women in the house with him. I know you think we’re all libertine, but if you pay close attention, you’ll see that we have clear rules that nobody violates, because we all love each other dearly. We can all sit in the sauna naked together and nobody thinks an orgy is going to break out!”

I suppressed a chuckle, recalling what Kathy had said about Kara and Kurt. I hadn’t raised that issue with Kara because I knew where pushing her could lead - the same place it had led after the incident with Joyce and I was not signing up for that risk. Not even to get Kathy into my bed again.

“You kids have some very strange ideas about relationships,” Nora said.

“They’re just different from yours, Mom,” Bethany said. “What works for you and dad and your generation doesn’t necessarily work for ours. And our kids will be different from how we are. You and Dad married when he was 22 and you were 19. That doesn’t happen much anymore.”

“What happened to one man and one woman for life?”

Bethany smiled, “I don’t know; ask Jennifer and Josie. Or Larry and Drew.”

“I think we’ll end this conversation now,” Nora said.

“Good idea,” Bethany confirmed. “The kids are done with their meal. Shall we get the cake and presents and sing?”

“Your dad will be home soon,” Nora said. “We’re waiting for him.”

Harry walked in about five minutes later and we celebrated Nicholas’ birthday with singing, chocolate cake, and vanilla ice cream. After the cake, Jesse and Kristin gave Nicholas his presents, which Bethany helped him open. While I helped Nora clean up, Bethany, Kathy, and Kurt took the kids into the living room and Harry went to put on more comfortable clothes for the evening. Once the kitchen was clean, Kurt, Kathy, Bethany, and I headed to TGI Friday’s.

“You missed the huge hugs Jesse and Kristin gave Nicholas,” Bethany said. “It was so cute! Kathy took pictures. They both love him. And I hope we can keep them close despite the distance.”

“Me, too,” I said. “How are things going with your practice?”

“Much better. I have eight clients of my own now, and my name is on the letterhead!”

“Doctor Mercer has relaxed?”

“A bit. She’s still watching me like a hawk, but I don’t have trouble at work. My trouble is lying in bed alone at night. That’s going to take a long time to get used to.”

“Well, tonight I’m available if you need to be cuddled,” I said.

“I won’t pass that up, no matter what my mom thinks. She’s pretty sure we’re lying to her.”

“She can think what she wants,” I said. “What matters is that we know what the truth is. And your dad is totally on the same side with us.”

“True.”

“Don’t worry about your mom, Bethany,” Kathy said. “She’s just not able to roll with the punches like your dad is.”

“Your dad has been a rock all along,” I said. “I remember the ‘once over’ he gave me when I first met him, and how uncomfortable he was about you and me. That all changed later on.”

“My mom is still upset that I didn’t marry you.”

“Your mom doesn’t understand us. I don’t know that she ever will. Just as my mom never will. And can you imagine if Kara’s dad was still alive?”

“He’d have had a heart attack when you announced your wedding plans,” Kathy said.

“Bethany, did you know that Kathy and Kurt are looking for a bungalow in Oak Park?”

“I did. It makes sense. I suspect Dave and Julia will look for a place soon, too, now that they have two kids.”

“I think so as well, but they don’t want to spend the kind of money it would take to buy a house in Hyde Park. And that means they’ll be further from the office. It’s a balancing act.”

“Oak Park would work, because they could take the L,” Kathy said. “Or any of the other areas along one of the L lines.”

“I asked Elyse about that, because she wants to move to the ‘burbs,” I said. “She said she’d take Metra into the city and then either the L or a bus down to Hyde Park. Driving doesn’t make a lot of sense. But that’s several years in the future.”

“You can’t be happy about having your kids move out of the house,” Bethany said.

“No, but I knew it was going to happen eventually with Elyse. That said, it’s going to be at least six years before that happens, I think. We’ll work it out when the time comes.”

“And Jennifer and Josie?” she asked.

“They have no desire to move. They love living in the coach house. I can see them living there for as long as I own the property, and I have no plans to move anytime soon. The house is perfect and in a perfect location.”

“How is Kara doing with the new baby?” Bethany asked.

“Just fine. We got a few raised eyebrows about her name, especially from Al Barton.”

“You have to admit it is a bit weird to name your kids after lovers who have died,” Bethany said.

“Bethany, we’re talking Steve here!” Kurt laughed. “I’d worry if it wasn’t weird!”

“And Jessica naming her son after her mentor?” I asked.

“That’s not so strange. Kids are named for people we admire all the time.”

“Well, there you have it,” I said. “Especially with Stephie.”

“I only hope that when my time comes, I can die with that kind of dignity and grace,” Kathy said. “I’m not sure that I can.”

“I’m sure that I could, either. I’ve come face-to-face with mortality and wrestled it to what I would call a draw. I acknowledge it and accept it as a fact of life. But when the time comes, I have no idea how I’ll react. Nobody does until they REALLY come face-to-face with death.”

“I think we should change the topic,” Bethany said.

“Sorry, Sweetheart. Let’s talk about something happier, like the Reds!”

“Elyse must be going nuts right about now,” Bethany said.

“She is. She’s already trying to figure out how to get World Series tickets without breaking the bank!”

“There’s still a long way to go,” Kathy said.

“True, but they are really rolling along.”

We had a nice dinner at TGI Friday’s and then went to Farrell’s for ice cream since it was just across the parking lot from TGI Friday’s. After the ice cream, we headed back to Bethany’s house. The kids were in bed, sleeping in Nicholas’ room. Kathy and Kurt used Ed’s room, and I got into bed with Bethany and held her tightly while we fell asleep.

July 29, 1990, Chicago, Illinois

“You haven’t watched too many races this season,” Jessica said as we sat down to watch the DieHard 500 race from Talladega.

“We’ve been super busy,” I said. “And Bill’s not having a very good year. He’s had some top-5 finishes, but he’s had some really bad finishes, too. I think the divorce and his mom’s illness have really made a mess of the season. Kulwicki isn’t doing very well, either. He’s had a few good finishes, but he’s not even in the top-ten in points.”

“How’s Jason doing?”

“Pretty well. I spoke to him last weekend for a few minutes.”

“Is he dating at all?” Kara asked.

“No. I’m not sure he’s ready for that yet, even though it’s been nearly three years.”

“Is he living alone?”

“No. He’s on the road a lot, and during the season he lives in an apartment near the shop in Charlotte with another team member. When he’s in Dawsonville he’s living with his sister LeAnn, her husband and their kid. Jason really dotes on his nephew.”

“Where is Bill starting today?”

“Ninth. He usually does better at ‘Dega. As I said, the team just isn’t together this year.”

It turned out to be a very good race, and Bill led towards the end, but he couldn’t hold off Dale Earnhardt who passed him on lap 169. Earnhardt managed to stretch his gasoline far enough to finish the race, and he beat Bill by a couple of car lengths with Alan Kulwicki finishing fourth. There had been a mystery caution flag when the checkered flag came out, and CBS never said what it was for.

The points standings didn’t look good at all. Bill was seventh, 329 points behind, and Kulwicki was fifteenth, 581 points behind. Mark Martin, despite an early season penalty for an illegal carburetor spacer plate, led Earnhardt by a single point. All in all I was relatively happy with the race results, and was looking forward to seeing Jason and Bill when we went to Michigan in August.

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Another work story with Margaret

At one stage Margaret was going to be away working with one of the guys from the office for two weeks. I knew he fancied her and I had this fantasy of him fucking her whilst they were away. I used to tell her that I hoped she dressed sexy whilst she was away and to make sure she took some of her shear stockings.. I knew that he fancied her. I invited him around for drinks and dinner one night about a week before they where due to go. Of course as soon as I knew she was going I had been planting...

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Margaret the Vampire The Beginning

Margaret the Vampire: The Beginning. by Joney Cunningham Authors note: This is the first story of Margaret the gender vampire. ************* My name is Margaret Trudoe. I am a vampire who has lived since the dark ages. I was born Markus Antonious of Ranear. I am not like other vampires you have read about. Actually vampires come in many species. I am what you would call a gender vampire. You see, I was born a boy and was reborn as a female vampire, but that depends on my mood and...

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Sister Mary Margaret

Hi, I'm Katie Richardson and I'm being punished. Everyone thinks I did something bad to Sister Mary Margaret, but they can't prove any of it. Well, that doesn't seem to matter to my stepmother, Dora Lee, she told me I'd have to stay in my room all afternoon unless I was willing to give Sister Mary Margaret back. Hah, now that I'm 14, cruel and unusual punishment just won't work on me anymore. Nope, why, I bet I could stay in my room a whole day without breaking down. Anyhow, it all...

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Margaret Talks Dirty

‘You want me to spank you?’ I stared at her, shocked. This was not at all where I thought the conversation would lead when she had suggested that we have a talk. A talk which turned out to be about the state of our marriage. ‘I’m not saying its compulsory. But I want us to talk about the things that will put the spark back into our sex life,’ she said. ‘We didn’t need to talk about sex when we first married, we just fucked like rabbits whenever we had the urge, which was often.’ I grinned,...

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The Liberation of MargaretPart 2

I awoke the next morning to an empty bed. A little worried that my kinks had scared her off, I went to the kitchen, where, to my instant relief, I found Margaret puttering around the stove.  Wearing nothing but one of my shirts, she was frying up some eggs and bacon.  I stepped behind her, wrapping my arms around her and cupping her breasts."Careful," she said, "I'd hate to see you get burned.""Precisely why my hands are strategically placed," I replied, squeezing each orb. "Like a good banker,...

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Margaret

margaret by romantic_for_u"I'll have my attorney make something up." He said. I laughed then replied. "Your lawyer is good at that. Mine will eat him alive." I said not knowing what attorney I'd find to represent me but knowing women always win out in a divorce. "Speaking of making things up I'll tell my attorney that you've been fucking your secretary for years." I quipped. "You can't prove that." He quickly replied. I gave him a dirty look then answered. "We just see about that." I then...

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Sneaking Up On Margaret

It was Sunday, and Pst was up early to help the minister with the morning service. Margaret made breakfast for the three of us, and told me I could stay home an relax due to the fact I wasn't a member of their religion. Pat left, and Margaret poured herslef another cup of coffee, and sat down at the table with me. In a soft and warm tone, she said, "Trev...what has been goin on between us may or may not be strictly moral, but I want you to know that it has made me feel more alive than I've ever...

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Tagging a wall gets Margaret tagged herself

Whomever it was, they were either really young, or a very petite girl. As I got closer I could make out the goth hair and clothes so I was pretty sure who I was dealing with. When I was only a few feet away I said quietly, "Wow, nice work." The painter jumped and spun around, eyes wide open. "Don't worry, I'm not going to report you. Your art is just stunning." "Uh.... thanks. I'm not used to, you know, being caught in the act." "So where did you learn to paint like this? Do...

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Stella Margaret plus Tanya

The insistent ringing of the door bell brought me out of a deep slumber. The room was in darkness apart from the red glow of my fire, cats stretched out in front it lapping up it's heat. Riiiiiiiiinnnnnggggggg. Ring - Ring. Who the hell could it be at this time of night?! I then realised - it wasn't night, it was 4h30pm but already dark, - I must have lost track of time, away in a dream world. "OK, OK," I grumbled going to the intercom in the hall. "Yeah?" pressing the...

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Reunion With Margaret

I had to make an ovenight road trip for work. It was the same city my boyhood friend Pat's grandmother, Margaret had lived in when we stayed with her some years back, and i couldn't help remembering how it was to be intimate with her. I stopped to fuel up the truck before heading for home, and went into the gas station to grab a soda while the gas jockey serviced it. As I turned away from the vending machine, I saw an extremely attractive older woman sitting in one of the chairs, looking...

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To the Dungeon With Lady MargaretChapter 3

The child born to Lady Margaret and the Duke of Manchester was a beautiful girl child. She looked like a total angel. It wasn't until her third winter that her mother made the startling deduction that her offspring was, if it may be permitted to be brutally honest, "A spoiled brat and a bitch to boot!" Margaret didn't shout out her assessment within hearing distance of the beautiful girl but as the nature of such things often are in reality, the child knew exactly what her mother...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS1316 Margaret Connell 58 from Dartmouth

We begin this week’s show with an establishing shot of a picturesque marina/harbour. Opposite us, expensive looking houses line a hillside. Below them, the estuary - a wide, flat expanse of water ... Small sailing boats and yachts sit steady on the surface near us. To the side of the water, a wide paved pedestrian area, and then a narrow (one-way) road with plenty of street-side parking, and then a row of old shop-fronts. We move along infront of the shops, looking in through the windows –...

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Margaret lost her virginity to a fling Real Hookup Experiences

After joining the New York University, Margaret never had a day of peace. She is from Oklahoma and the vibrant life of the city was beyond her. She had a hard time making her place among the divas in college. She could hardly imagine dressing so fashion-forward in an educational institution. But she wanted to feel included badly. She wanted a boyfriend. She was 22-year-old and still a virgin- a secret she intended to take to her grave. She appeared nerdy which did not help either. So, she...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 5 MichelleChapter 78 Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Part II

May 15, 1992, Glencoe, Illinois “Join me in my study, if you would,” Noel Spurgeon said when we finished our dessert. It had been an interesting evening. Samantha and I had talked for a bit before we’d been summoned to dinner. The meal had been prepared by a chef and was served by a white-coated young man. Again, this was a far cry from Lois at the van Hoeks’ house. What wasn’t a far cry was the fact that I was having dinner with a man who knew I was going to be sleeping with his daughter...

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Margaret At The Wedding

We had gone to a friend's daughter's wedding. Margaret looked stunning in her heels and seamed stockings. Almost as soon as we were at the reception, which was held right next door to where we lived, three young guys in their early twenties came up for a chat. One of them told me I had a hot sexy wife and she looked great in stockings, and they hoped they would get to see more as the evening wore on. They asked me if she dressed for sex. They were cheeky, to say the least, and Margaret was...

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Happy birthday to Margaret

Margaret had packed for her weekend, just the essentials, sexy lingerie and bikini.... Off to a health spa with her handsome fella.... They'd been desperate to see each other again after an amazing day of lust fuelled sex recently and David had booked them into a health spa.... It was her birthday afterall....They stood at the hotel lobby staring at each other intensley, the longing in his groin becoming very evident... As she in turn found herself getting very fidgety due to the uncomfortable...

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Margaret at the wedding

We had gone to a friends daughters wedding, Margaret looked stunning in her heels and seamed stockings. Almost as soon as we were at the reception, which was held right next door to where we lived, 3 young guys early 20's came up for a chat. One of them told me I had a hot sexy wife and that is was great to that she wore stockings and they hoped they would get to see more as the evening wore on. They asked me if she dressed for sex, and if she would be likely to give them a better look. I told...

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Recollection of Rosemary Margaret and Anns

Rosemary's SlipsI only became aware of Rosemary's slips during our last year at school.She was tall and quite thin, not underweight, built like a long distance runner.Quite often at the end of lessons she would stand leaning backwards so that the front of her skirt was higher than the back. On a number of occasions this meant that I could see her slip. She had three main slips. First was white with a large lace edge, a second cream one with a very small lacy edge and her favourite was bright...

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Meeting Miss Margaret

Tim’s Tails In the beginning ,,,,,,, I can look back now and realize not only how fortunate and lucky I was as a child. Many of these memories bring more than a smile to my face. If you stick around long enough you will hear all of my tales. I was raised in the house my mother was raised in in the western suburbs of Chicago in a simple Victorian home on a street of Victorian homes run by a Victorian woman. I am grateful I did not end up that way. The home to the south of us housed the Parker...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 57 Land of the Rising Sun Part III

June 23, 1994, Oguni, Yamagata Prefecture, Japan My first week in Japan flew by, and a routine developed. Sakurako would wake me; I’d exercise and run, then shower and have breakfast, and share tea with Sakurako. After breakfast, I’d meditate, and then have my training session. After lunch, I’d work in the garden, or, as I had this day, wash the floors in the house. Hiroshi would accompany me back to the cottage and we’d talk while I washed up and dressed for dinner. After dinner, I’d spend...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 54 Westward Bound Or is it Eastward

June 15, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “That’s everything, I think,” I said. “My luggage is in the trunk of the car, I have my passport, tickets, and money, both dollars and yen. I can’t think of anything else.” “I’ll see you in five weeks,” Elyse said, giving me a quick hug. “Did you see they rioted in Vancouver last night because they lost the Stanley Cup?” I chuckled, “Only Canadians would riot when they LOSE the Cup! I did see that on the front page of the Trib. Are we ready?” “Michelle and...

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A WellLived Life Book 6 Kara IChapter 5 Housemates

August 1981, Chicago, Illinois On Sunday morning, I made my usual call to Karin. I described everything in the apartment and all the things I’d done during the week, including the reception. Both of us would start school in a week and we were both looking forward to it. When we finished talking, I went out for my run, showered, and ate breakfast. I made some tea, started a load of laundry, and then turned on the stereo. I put on an REO Speedwagon album and then relaxed on the couch with the...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 63 Back to Work

August 21, 1989, Chicago, Illinois “Unbelievable,” I said when I read the headline from the Chicago Tribune. “It says here that Solidarity activist Tadeusz Mazowiecki was nominated to be Prime Minister of Poland.” I hadn’t had a chance to read the paper on Sunday because it hadn’t been delivered before we left for the race track in Michigan. “So now what?” Kara asked. “We’re in totally uncharted territory. Your guess is as good as anyone’s right about now.” “Steve, do you have a minute?”...

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A WellLived Life Book 8 StephieChapter 36 My Lifes Journey

July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I woke up early on the First of July, because my body clock was still set to Swedish time. The flight back had been long but uneventful, and I was happy that the businessman in the seat next to me hadn’t wanted to talk. I read, wrote some longhand journal entries, ate, and generally relaxed while the plane zipped over the Atlantic. I’d come home, taken a sauna, eaten a light meal, and gone straight to bed, not bothering to check messages, look at the mail that...

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A WellLived Life Book 1 BirgitChapter 4 Calm Before the Storm

June 1977 When I got home, I grabbed a Coke and some chips and went right to my room. I didn’t think I could deal with my parents or Jeff or Stephanie. I just needed to be by myself. That wouldn’t seem odd to anyone, because I often went to my room to read. In addition, I now had the TV I’d received for my birthday. I flipped it on to WXIX Channel 19 and reruns of Gilligan’s Island and Green Acres played in the background while I read. I had to get my mind clear for the final exams that...

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A WellLived Life Book 7 Kara IIChapter 20 The Winds of Change

July, 1982, Milford, Ohio I woke up early on Friday morning to make breakfast for Kara and her mom before she went to work. Mrs. Blanchard was surprised, but very pleased. After her mom left for work, Kara gave me a fierce kiss. “Thanks for staying in and cooking breakfast for us,” Kara said. “I hope that doesn’t cause you trouble with Stephanie, with you breaking your normal routine.” “Don’t worry about it,” I said, kissing her back. “We got in a bit later than I expected, and she’ll...

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A WellLived Life Book 8 StephieChapter 38 Jennifer

July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois After Rosie left, I stripped the sheets from my bed, as well as the cover of the duvet, and tossed everything into the washing machine. I lit a lavender candle in the room, and then swept and dusted. I did a quick spot-check of the rest of the house and noticed that the tub in the sauna needed to be cleaned. I scrubbed it, then mopped the sauna floor with a damp sponge mop. I finished cleaning the sauna about the time the washing machine finished, so I moved...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 4 ElyseChapter 64 Pull the Other One

May 26, 1991, Iron Mountain, Michigan “Shall we see if we can find a farm?” I asked at breakfast on Sunday morning. “That sounds like a great idea,” Jessica said. “There’s a visitor’s bureau in town,” Kara said. “I saw it when we were here the first time.” “I’m sorry I ruined that vacation,” Jessica said. “Ruined?” I protested. “Are you kidding? Getting you back was way more important than a few days of vacation!” “I agree,” Kara added. “Jess, you know exactly how bad off Steve was...

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A WellLived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 59 New Friends

August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois The rest of the week proceeded as expected - class on Wednesday, as well as the usual visit from Penny, work on Thursday, and class on Friday. Kara and I had lunch together at IIT, Sofia practiced her driving and parking, and I hung out with Mark Agnini after class for beers. Staci and I got into a couple of interesting debates about the Old Testament that Mark had to break up to allow others in the class to participate. She was very much of the ‘directly...

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A WellLived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 7 Reaching the Peak

March 25, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “What time do I need to have you home?” “8:00pm will be fine,” Misty replied. “My parents are in Normal visiting my brother at Illinois State. They aren’t supposed to be home before 10:00pm.” Misty and I were in my car on the way to the NIKA apartment which, fortunately, was not being used. With our expansion, it was in more or less regular use, and that meant I didn’t have access to it as often as I would have liked. I was glad there had been a delay in...

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Margaret Needed To Cum

The night was stifling hot and humid, and sleeping was mostly out of the question. I laid in my soaking wet sheets as the small fan on the dresser pushed hot humid air over me. I tried my best to sleep, but kept remembering my encounters with Margaret. Masturbating didn't work because the heat was too distracting. I tossed in misery until 1:30 A.M., and sat up in bed directly in front of the fan. Quietly, I walked to the bathroom in hopes the activity would break my sleeplessness, and as I came...

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