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I hope everyone liked the first chapter, because I just submitted it and now I’m starting on this one. In the mean time, I wish you all peace, and God’s blessings…

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P.S. It’s good to be back…for a while anyway.

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Chapter One

I traveled all around Houston by simply hopping onto the 610 loop and just driving. I know that what had been growing within Jenny’s womb hadn’t really been developed enough for it to be called a baby yet, but there was a tiny life there none the less, and Jenny destroyed it…she destroyed it without even consulting me about it first. And somewhere inside of me I felt like I was losing my friends all over again. I can’t begin to describe how I felt that day not so long ago, when I saw all five of them blown into smithereens. I could literally feel the wrenching of my heart beginning to break all over again.

~~~~~~

I’d been driving for quite sometime now, and as I took a look ahead of me, I saw the exit for Interstate 45 coming up so, I took it. I stayed on 45-North until I came to the cutoff that leads to Lake Conroe, and remembering the stillness of mind that I used to find in that place when I was just a boy, I decided that that was where I was going…

~~~~~~

‘I don’t know where he is, Daddy,’ Kara worriedly told her father, over the phone, ‘He just took off.’

‘Stay there for the time being,’ her father knowingly replied, ‘He might try to call home.’

‘Oh, Daddy,’ Kara sniffled, ‘I’m so worried about him. That bitch Jenny Meyers has fucked with his head for the last time, and when this is all over with, I’m going to kick her ass.’

‘Calm down, baby girl,’ her father smiled, ‘You and I both know that you’re not going to touch Jenny Meyers, because I raised you to be above anything petty.’

‘Oh, I know,’ Kara impatiently replied, ‘But Michael is out there all alone, and he’s hurting inside like you wouldn’t believe, and the thing I hate the most about all of this is that I can’t be there to protect him, please try to find him, Daddy, please?’

‘Listen to yourself, Kara,’ Ken pointed told her, ‘You and I both know well that Mike doesn’t need anyone to protect him, now, come on girl…what you need is to calm down give him some space, but most of all be patient with him, okay. He’ll only come back when he’s ready and not a moment sooner. And when he does get back, you need to act like everything is normal as opposed to being scared shitless about not knowing where he was…that’s very important.’

‘Daddy, I’ve got a question for you,’ Kara began, ‘He’s acting a lot like the way I remember you acting when you first got home from Vietnam. Is he going to be okay?’

‘That’s the reason I’m trying to tell you how best to act around him,’ Ken told her, ‘And yes, he’ll be okay eventually, but right now, he needs to be loved, pure and simple…and part of loving him means not being scared when he does things like what he’s doing right now, okay?’

‘I’ll take your advice, Daddy,’ she fearfully replied, ‘If only he’d talk to me and tell me what he’s feeling, I think I could handle things a little better…’

~~~~~~

‘I’d stopped and bought myself something to eat, as the afternoon was now turning into evening. I knew that Kara would be worried to death, but for reasons that I couldn’t explain, I knew that somehow she was going to be alright.

Speaking of Kara, I still couldn’t believe that she’d turned into the beautiful woman that she had. I mean, I remember when we were all kids, Kara, while she’d always had a pretty face, was a little butterball when we were young. I didn’t know whether it was baby fat, or what? All I knew was that she had a schoolgirl crush on me, to the point that I once saw my name written on her notebook in big bold letters.

I wasn’t about to hurt her little feeling by saying something rude to her, that’s not how I am. I did, however, find it a little disconcerting that she’d do something like that. But then again, I, too, was just a kid and didn’t know any better. And then I found out from my sister that the beautiful transformation Kara had gone through while I was in the Navy, had all been done because of the love she’d carried for me ever since we were children. It was all so overwhelming, I don’t care who you are.

I ate the barbeque sandwich and potato wedges sitting on a park table, looking out across Lake Conroe as I watched the sunset. I didn’t really know how I would be able to face Jenny again, if ever, but one thing was certain, I began to realize that there was something in me that wasn’t quite right, but for right now, I knew that there were others who were counting on me so, I temporarily put my immediate needs on the back burner. I was almost finished eating, after which I was going to head back home…I sure as hell wasn’t about to spend the night without having my beautiful Kara lying beside me. Her gentle heart was not only the captor, but also the guardian of my soul, and therein, even toady, is from where I drew my strength. However, the way I was feeling at the moment, my strength was getting low, and I was going to need another infusion from her soon…

~~~~~~

‘I can tell that you love Michael very much,’ Jayne told Kara, as they sat on the couch in the den talking, facing one another, ‘And he loves you, too, Kara, he loves you with all of his heart. It’s just that I can see how Michael’s a little more subtle about the way he expresses his feelings.’

‘It’s not that he’s subtle, Jayne, I swear,’ Kara impishly grinned, ‘He’s just shy, painfully shy…but if you ever touch his heart, then there’s nothing he won’t do for you.’

‘That’s sooo romantic,’ Jayne sighed, ‘How did you guys meet? I’ve just got to hear all of the details, please?’

‘Okay,’ Kara smiled, ‘This may come as a shocker, but I’ve loved Michael ever since the very first time I saw him when we moved down the street from the Walkers when I was about nine. I saw this really cute boy in his driveway playing catch with another guy. Mom and Daddy told me that there would be other kids around my age in the neighborhood that we were moving to, and that I would have some nice friends to play with. I only saw one kid that I wanted to play with, and after I got moved in, I found out that his name was Michael Walker and he…’

‘What was he like back then,’ Jayne asked, grinning like the Cheshire cat, ‘I’m sorry for interrupting you, but I want to see if my predictions about your beautiful Michael are right,’ the two of them began to girlishly laugh.

‘Are you kidding?’ Kara sweetly smiled, ‘He’s always been good looking as hell, but when he was younger there was something really special about, Michael. The other kids in the neighborhood all used to pick on me and call me names because I was chubby back then, but not Michael, oh no. He always took up for me and wouldn’t let anybody talk bad about me, at least when he was around. Like I said, ‘I’ve been in love with Michael since we were very young…he didn’t know about it until recently.’

‘Is that right?’ Jayne knowingly grinned, ‘And why not, didn’t you ever tell him when you guys were younger?’

‘Oh, I just couldn’t tell him that…not back then anyway,’ Kara replied, shaking her head, ‘First of all, I was just a little fat girl that lived down the street from him, and last but not least, I would’ve been way too embarrassed to say something like that to any boy back then, much less Michael.’

‘He is one of the most handsome guys that I’ve ever seen,’ Jayne grinned, ‘So, tell me, how did you lose all the weight, Kara?’

‘Michael began studying Karate, a Korean style, known as Moo-Duk-Kwan, Tang-Soo-Do, right around the time he and I went into second grade,’ she began, ‘And although he won’t ever tell you this, he’s one of the best there is…at least in my humble opinion he is. Anyway, after we graduated high school, and he left for the Navy, I began to
take an interest in Martial Arts myself. So, when I started taking lessons, my Sensei taught me how to properly exercise. And through a combination of practicing, and also paying close attention to my parents when it came to eating right, the excess weight seemed to simply just fall off of me. I went from a size eighteen, all the way down to a size six, in a matter of a few months’ as she wiped a proud tear from her eye.

‘Damn girl, that’s amazing that you dropped all that weight, way to go, sweetie, you look absolutely beautiful,’ Jayne widely smiled, hugging her, ‘I guess it just goes to show that woman will do everything it takes to get the guy she loves.’

‘I didn’t lose all of the weight,’ Kara complained, irritably adjusting her bust line, ‘I still didn’t lose these big ass cow tits.’

‘Speaking of which,’ Jayne said, turning red in the face, ‘Now that we’re kinda like room mates, can I ask you a personal question, Kara?’

‘Come on, girl,’ Kara laughed, ‘You know that you can ask me anything you want. What is it, sweetie?’

‘Well, I was wondering,’ Jayne stuttered, looking back and forth between’s Kara’s face, and her unencumbered breasts beneath the tee-shirt she was wearing, ‘What sized bra do you wear?’

‘I wear a size Thirty-Eight, Double ‘D’,’ Kara uncomfortably, yet proudly smiled, ‘Why, sweetie?’

‘I was just curious,’ Jayne replied, ‘I always catch guys looking at my boobs whenever I try to talk to them, but I guess it’s because they’re so small. Dammit, I’d give anything to have nice big boobs like yours.’

‘Michael told me once that a woman’s breast size doesn’t matter as long as they’re real,’ Kara told her, still trying to adjust her bust line, ‘Besides, having big tits isn’t everything you think it is.’

‘Yeah, right,’ Jayne smiled, ‘I see the way that your male students drool over you.’

‘I know,’ Kara uncomfortably replied, ‘And sometimes it’s annoying as hell, too. But my Mom told me when I was a teenager that I was going to have to deal with it so, I try not to think about it.’

‘That’s all that most guys think about anyway,’ Jayne openly giggled, ‘At least the ones that I know do.’

‘Don’t think that college guys are exclusive to staring at a woman’s tits,’ Kara grinned, ‘All men stare at them and it starts when they’re about six or seven. Some just learn to do it a little more subtly than most, but they all stare, every single one of them.’

‘What about Michael,’ Jayne asked,’ Did he stare at them too?’

‘I was hoping he did,’ Kara blushed, ‘I sure as hell was trying to get him to, that’s much is certain…’ of course both of them began to laugh like schoolgirls.

‘You know, I’ve never met anyone like him,’ Jayne said, ‘Except for my cousin, Danny, and I can’t begin to tell you how amazed I am that Michael acts almost exactly the same way Danny used to act…it’s so uncanny. I know that they were two different people, but my God, it’s almost like Danny is living and breathing in Michael sometimes.’

‘Maybe there’s a reason for that,’ Kara knowingly smiled, ‘He’s going to talk to your family at the end of this week ya know.’

‘I know,’ Jayne excitedly grinned, ‘And I can barely wait.’

‘There’s something else you need to know, and Michael will tell you so,’ Kara told her, ‘He could get into big trouble for talking to your family so, you all need to keep that in mind when he does talk to you guys.’

‘He told me that already,’ Jayne quietly replied, ‘I think he’s just the nicest guy I’ve ever met and I think my family will love him as much as I do,’ and then she looked at Kara and meekly told her, ‘I hope you don’t mind that I love Michael. I’m not in love with him like you are, I just love him because of all of the nice things he’s done for me, and for treating me the way he does…you know, kind of like my brother would treat me? If I had one, that is.’

‘You sweet and precious girl,’ Kara sniffled, tears of love filling her eyes, as she pulled Jayne into her arms, ‘I know exactly what you mean, sweetheart, and I think there’s plenty of room in Michael’s beautiful heart for both of us. I know that there’s room in my heart for you, sweet girl.’

‘Thank you, Kara,’ was Jayne’s muffled reply, as she softly, but happily cried, ‘I love you, too…’

~~~~~~

I been driving around for several hours, and once I’d finally gotten what Jenny had done out of my system, well, at least enough that I could deal with it, I decided to go where my true love was…back to Kara.

Like I’d said before, she’s my heart, and a man can’t live without his heart. The exit off of the 610 loop that I needed to take to get home was coming up in just a few more miles so, I got over far enough to get off of the expressway safely…

~~~~~~

When I pulled into the driveway, the house was dark, which meant that Kara and Jayne were both asleep. Imagine my pleasant surprise to find Kara lying on the couch watching the television.

‘Hi, baby,’ she softly greeted me, gently holding me as she tenderly kissed my lips, ‘Are you alright, my love?’ and then she gently kissed me again.’

‘I’m okay,’ I quietly replied, ‘Is Jayne asleep?’

‘She went to bed a little over an hour ago,’ Kara told me, ‘Bless her little heart, she was really worried about you, Michael. You need to remember that tomorrow morning when you see her at breakfast. That little girl thinks the world of you ya know.’

‘She is a little sweetie,’ I smiled, ‘Isn’t she?’

‘Are you kidding me?’ Kara honestly replied, ‘She one of the kindest little souls I’ve ever met, and I love her very much.’

‘That makes two of us,’ I knowingly smiled, tenderly and gently hugging my beautiful Kara, ‘It’s hard not to love that one.’

‘Jayne loves the both of us, too,’ Kara told me, ‘And I told her that we both had plenty of room in out hearts for her.’

‘You did the right thing, baby,’ I gently replied, ‘Because it’s true…I will say this though, I’m really not looking forward to talking to her family about Danny this coming Friday.’

‘Why is that?’ she asked, ‘Because you could get into trouble for divulging all of that classified information you’re going to give them?’

‘Shit, that’s the least of my worries, because there’s a wide enough gap in what I’m going to tell his family leaving all kind of room for what our government calls, plausible deniability,’ I scoffed, ‘So, that’s the least of my worries.’

‘Then tell me, baby,’ Kara worriedly asked, later telling me that she’d just then felt a sudden, dark change overcoming me, ‘What’s really got you so worried…please tell me, baby? I love you, Michael, and I swear on my life that I’m not going to let anything happen to you, baby. Please, tell me what’s bothering you?’

‘You might not think it’s much,’ I begrudgingly groaned, ‘It’s just that, well…it’s really going to hurt to go back to bleak time in my life when two big parts of me died. It was one of the most, if not the most traumatic experience of my life.’

‘I love you, Michael,’ Kara sweetly told me, ‘And I’m going to be there not only with you, but for you, because I absolutely refuse to let you go through it alone, my love.’

‘What did I do to deserve you, Kara?’ I widely smiled, ‘I don’t know what it was, but it must’ve been something very special.’

‘I don’t know, my love,’ she softly replied smiling, gently pulling me into her arms, ‘I only know that I’ve loved you for years, Michael, and I’m so glad that God answered my prayers by bringing us together,’ as a single tear silently made its way down her beautiful cheek.

‘I was a blind fool, when we were young,’ I regretfully replied, ‘Not to mention as stupid as it gets.’

‘You weren’t stupid either,’ Kara cutely laughed, ‘The only thing that was wrong with you was that you had your nose shoved so far up Jennifer Meyers’ ass, if she took a sudden right turn, then your neck would been broken.’

‘Damn, that was harsh,’ I laughed, ‘But you’re very right, sweetie…can you find it in your beautiful heart to forgive me, Kara, my love?’

‘My darling man,’ she tenderly grinned, ‘There’s nothing to forgive, baby. It’s just part of growing up, I mean…I think that God put us together not only because he was ready to, but I think he waited until we were both ready, too. Do you understand what I’m trying to tell you?’

‘Of course I do,’ I smiled, ‘Thank you for being who you are, Kara…I love you with all my heart…’

~~~~~~

The next day was Monday, and with it came another of what I though was going to be a hassle at work. The man, who came to talk to me in my office at the gym, while I knew that he was a man of some statute among his peers, spoke with an authoritative tone of voice that reminded me of my superiors in the Navy. Therefore I figured that he was either a law enforcement official of some sort, or, he was just what I thought he was, military and/or retired at least.

His name was Marine Corps Colonel Windale ‘Dale’ Hyndman, and according to him, he was curious if I was interested in helping him with a matter of, what he called, minor National Security. It’s been my experience that when matters of National Security are at hand, there’s nothing minor about it.

‘I’m just a college professor, and a Coach,’ I chuckled, ‘And when you say the words National, and/or Security in the same sentence, it indicates to me that you’re either N.S.A. or N.S.C. Now which one are you?’

‘I’m neither one, Coach,’ he knowingly replied, ‘Or should I call you Masterchief?’

‘Alright,’ I pointedly asked, looking him directly in the eyes, ‘Who are you, and what is this little visit about.’

‘I’ll come right to the point, Coach Walker,’ he replied, a little less aggressively, ‘I know that you’re about to talk to the late Navy Lieutenant Daniel Reed’s family, and I’m curious as to what you think you’re going to tell them.’

‘I have no plans on violating National Security,’ I firmly told him, ‘I’m going to tell them that the only thing that I can say is that he acted nobly, saving my life in the process, and he damn well deserves that, Colonel!’

‘You’re violating National Security just by talking to them,’ he replied, ‘I can’t let you do this.’

‘Is that right, sir,’ I suddenly snapped, quickly jumping to my feet, ‘And tell me…how do you plan on stopping me?’

‘Relax, kid,’ he suddenly laughed, ‘I’m not gonna liquidate you,’ he continued to laugh, ‘I want you to think about what you’re going to say, Mike. Can I call you Mike?’

‘I’m not going to tell them anything other than the obvious,’ I explained, ‘I want them to know that he died for a reason, and like I just said, he saved my life. Come on, Colonel, surely you haven’t forgotten the code of honor that compels you what to do when a man sacrifices his life to save yours, have you?’

‘No,’ he sighed, shaking his head, ‘You just make sure that you don’t tell them anything other than what they need to know, and only what they need to know. Do we understand each other, Masterchief?’

‘Perfectly, Colonel,’ I respectfully replied, ‘And thank you, sir, I’m going to ask God to bless you for this.’

‘Thank you, son,’ he very appreciatively replied, ‘It’s been a long time since I’ve prayed for anything.’

‘You might try it, Dale,’ I grinned, ‘It’s kept me safe so far.’

‘I need to go, Mike,’ he replied, heartily grinning as he stood up, ‘Although we never had this conversation, I want you to remember your promise to me, okay?’

‘No, problem, sir,’ I smiled shaking his hand, ‘You take care.’

‘You, too, kid,’ he quickly replied, and then was he gone.

No sooner had he left the office when Kara walked in, and as always, looking very sexy in her Karate ghee, and turning her head back to look, asked, ‘Who was that?’

‘Just a guy,’ I noncommittally replied, ‘Nothing to worry about…are all of the girls ready to spar?’

‘We’re just waiting for our illustrious leader,’ she quietly purred, rubbing my chest with her palm, ‘Care to join us, handsome?’

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ALEJANDRA’S VOICE WAS STEADY when she telephoned on a Friday about a month after that evening when she discovered me with her mother. “Michael, will you meet me for coffee?” “Sure.” It was a hesitant Alejandra who waited for me at the sidewalk bar near the plaza. She rose when I arrived and leaned forward for a hug. I kissed her cheek and held her face in my hands for a moment. “Thanks for coming, Michael.” I smiled. “My pleasure, Alex.” I ordered coffee for both of us. After it came I...

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Promises and Secrets Teenage Transsexual

Promises and Secrets: A Teenage Transsexual By Maria Ski Things changed for me after I was discovered trying on my sisters clothes. My mother had caught me. But there was no anger, no disgust, just a warm understanding smile and the love of a mother. From that day of being discovered, and after telling my sisters things seemed to change. Every weekend I became Maria. With a wardrobe of girls clothes of my own which I either bought myself or had bought for me. One thing led to...

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Promises and Secrets Pauls Transformation

Paul awoke with a jolt. He was naked, he was naked! The last thing he remembered was buying the girl at the bar a drink. She had been a beautiful raven haired girl with deep blue eyes. And so four women now surrounded him. Paul struggled in the restraints as they locked his wrists and ankles into the chair. He was naked and totally unaware he was being watched through a one way mirror. The technicians behind the glass gently typed commands on their keyboards. As they did the chair gently...

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Promises And Secrets Reunion Part 1

Promises and Secrets: Reunion Part 1: An Unexpected Surprise. A Cross-dressing tale by Maria Ski *Ten years earlier* "I really would like..." my forefinger gently touched her cheek I lifted her chin and our lips touched... I held Tina in my embrace it felt right. She rested her head against mine. "What would you really like to do?" she whispered. "To kiss you again Tina," I replied. She stepped back holding my hands leading me to her bed. "You can kiss me again my...

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PromiseChapter 5 Not a Tease

THE TENNIS MATCH and the evening with Aída and Alejandra apparently was my last major test before being admitted to the family circle, albeit as a very probationary member. Tonight I was stuffed after a full Sunday dinner at the main house. We’d left Monsieur M and his wife in the front room with a fire and their after-dinner drinks and headed for Alejandra’s little cottage in the far corner of the compound. “It was a dark and stormy night.” I couldn’t contain my laughter. “Seriously,...

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PromisesChapter 3

Denise looked in on Sylvie while she was sleeping. Walking into the room, she brushed open the drapes, letting the sunshine flow over her uncovered body. Knowing that Sylvie would wake from the light, she turned and looked out onto the ocean. Sylvie spoke, "Good morning. God, I slept well. The sound of the ocean always does this to me." Denise looked at Sylvie stretching. "You are just as beautiful as ever. I was surprised when you called and said you were at the airport. You haven't...

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PromisesChapter 4

Jim sat in the little club thinking. Why did Sylvie wish to speak to him after nearly nineteen years? She said when she called it was about a promise she had made to herself a long time ago. -- Older, much more mature and still attractive, she came up to the booth behind him. He stood and greeted her and when they sat down she said, "It has been a long time, Jim. I asked you to meet me here to give you some information. You know when I left that time so long ago I was falling in love with...

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Compromise

Compromise by Bleedingheartz Joseph Hart had just arrived at the luggage pickup area of the Port Orion airport. It wasn't that late, but he always got tired when he traveled by plane. He was anxious to get a rental car, check into his hotel room, and lie down to rest for awhile. He was planning a leisurely dinner and possibly some lounging outside the hotel restaurant that supposedly had an excellent view of the ocean. He was in Port Orion on business. Tomorrow, he would be meeting...

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Promises Pt 04

Chapter 8 Trial Day 6 These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain, their teachings are but rules taught by men.’ Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7 Cynthia Mayotte’s death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the fact that Mayotte and Janine had been alone in his office, and several attempts were made to contact him, before the police were dispatched...

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Promise Nothing

There was supposed to be a wedding. A baby. Sex. Love. Ida McNown was supposed to trade her life, her name for fields full of deer, clouds, and a man who did not love her. But Ida’s mother was talking about lace and babies and uniting two clans. It was a dream. But it was not her dream. No, she dreamed of something else. XXX She pulled on his uniform, tugging the jacket off his shoulders. She untied his belt, pushed his shirt to the side. She watched his chest strain, as if his heart were...

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Promise to Come Again

Every time it happened, I was ashamed. I thought that he would be the first and the last of my unprofessional encounters but it seemed that more and more attractive and lonely men found their way into my studio and I was somehow always ready. I fucked two in the first week after Maxwell. One was built like a Greek god, his abs showed through his shirt. I knew what to do with him the moment he walked in. I didn't even charge him for the massage. What was happening to me? Was the stereotype...

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Promise

They sit, one in each corner of the double closet, like two, squat, white, abstract pieces of art, open to whatever interpretation the viewer chooses to make of them. Only the sculptor can validate the interpretation of any observer. Even though I own them I have no intention of even confirming what they represent or why they stand, alone and abandoned, in the corner of my clothes closet. They are both my cross and my salvation, all in the same breath; my sole remaining link to the past and the...

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PromiseChapter 7 The Rain Festival in PreConquest America

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is one of a series of papers the Journal presents for scholars of pre-Conquest indigenous cultures and ceremonies in the Americas. Every effort has been made to verify the authenticity of alleged contemporary accounts. While the authenticity of the document itself presented here is not in doubt, i.e., that it was written at or around the date of the activities it describes, the events chronicled therein are at significant variance from other sources and contemporary...

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PromiseChapter 9 Rain Festival Misadventure

IF THE MEASURE of a successful Rain Festival is a pouring rain that drives everyone off the streets this year’s Festival was a total success. Saturday morning had dawned bright and sunny, but it was that kind of brittle sunshine that doesn’t last. In fact, the red sky at dawn had given its traditional warning, and the signal did not fail. By noon it was pouring and continued through the afternoon and into the evening. Sofía was buoyant for some reason. She said it was because she liked the...

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PromiseChapter 15 Natalia

ALEJANDRA’S MOTHER seduced me a week later. I’d put two and two together a long time ago. It was only a matter of time as she circled about closer, then further, not unlike the waves of a calm sea but in front of an incoming tide, one that inexorably washes higher and higher. For the record, I was not the doughty sand castle determined to resist her onslaught. Not on your life. I had her husband’s green light, at least that’s the way I interpreted his remarks about treating her right and...

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PromiseChapter 16 Return to the Village

“THERE’S NO RAIN FESTIVAL this time, Michael, sorry,” Sofía said with a smile. “But there are other things to do.” I turned to Mme Bertha, seated with a cup of tea at the kitchen table. Her expression was as bland as could be. After a moment, she nodded. “So what’s up this weekend, Sofía?” “Javier is getting an award for best librarian or something like that. We’ll help him celebrate.” I had a thought about the Rain Festival. Sofía and Javier and I had certainly celebrated then. “You’re...

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PromiseChapter 23 Alejandra

SATURDAY PROMISED TO BE HOT. Daytime temperatures that were unpleasant but as compensation the evenings were mild until midnight, sometimes later. I found Aída in the stands and sat down beside her. “Why aren’t you out there today, Aída?” She made a face. “I twisted my ankle a couple of weeks ago, Michael. I’ve got to take it easy for another ten days at least.” She laughed. “Otherwise I’d cream her, and Alex knows it.” My lizard brain immediately wondered exactly what kind of creaming...

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Promises Pt 03

Chapter 7 Trial Day 5 Your ideology is not how you can use your church to serve God, but how you can use God to serve your church. Janine emerged from the bedroom, bleary eyed and still half asleep to be greeted by freshly brewed coffee, toast and a choice of cereals. ‘Hmmm, this is nice. Thank you for last night, I just needed company, I’d almost forgotten what company without any sexual involvement was like, it was nice.’ ‘It’s I who should thank you, I’d forgotten what it is like to be...

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Promises Pt 02

When I posted the first part of this story I fully expected a barrage of indignant comments about my religious viewpoint. But none appeared. Could it be that those who would normally emerge from wherever to criticise me did not read beyond the opening statement, choosing instead to write it off as blasphemy? Or could it be that they could find no answer other than the Bible is the truth and should not be questioned? CM. Chapter 5 Trial Day 3 ‘But you wouldn’t be questioning God, would you...

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Promises of the Wishing Moon

It had been a trip six years in the making. Between juggling school and work, the three friends were excited to be in the place that had held all of their fascinations for the past decade. Now at twenty-four, Beth’s heart gave a small patter as she looked out the plane and saw the infamous skyline of London as they approached. Upon landing, the long process of getting off the plane began and on more than once occasion, Beth had her heels hit by luggage and knocked her not-so-funny funny...

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Promises of the Wishing Moon

Introduction: Seven years after her last dream of the fairy prince Conlan, Elizabeth travels with friends to England to visit the fables site of Avalon, Glastonbury Tor. What happens when she passes beneath the Tor changes her life for the better. A small bell dinged and the televisions in the cabin dimmed and muted as the flight attendants voice came over the speakers announcing their descent into London. Tuning out the noise, Elizabeth and her two friends, Amber and Greg, gathered their trash...

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Promises

The September heat had been oppressive all afternoon, even along the PCH. They'd met at Beau Rivage. Met for the first time, as they had become acquainted online, and living a good distance from one another, it had taken awhile before they could arrange a meeting. Then too, both had reason to take precautions; discretion was important. They each had no desire to change their life substantively, just to spice it up a bit. While it had been full daylight when they arrived, twilight had come and...

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Promises of Rape

This is a completely made up story ... or is it? Standing in the Human Sexuality section at Barnes & Nobles paging through some books I was mostly oblivious to everyone else around me. "What are YOU reading?" I heard some one exclaim. Looking up I saw a petite milky skin brunette with dark brown eyes glaring at me. "This is a book about sex." I said matter of factually as I met her stare. Putting her hand on her hip and tilting her head she licked her front teeth making her upper...

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PromisesChapter 2

Jim toured the offices where he would be working. It looked to be a well run business. He knew he would fit in with little trouble. At least he would if he could keep his mind off Bobbi. That night he slept in a bed that had no memory or association with her. God he was lonely. When he got up in the morning he was more tired than when he went to bed. Haggard and worn, he went for a walk, finally stopping at a little diner a block from Cindy's. As he came in, a man motioned him over to a...

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Promise You Wont Break Me

Chapter one BeepBeepBeep BeepBeepBeep BeepBe- BAM! Got damn freaking alarm clock, why do you have to be so loud in the mornings? I groaned softly as I looked at the clock which read 5:00 am. Who in the hell set my alarm clock to such and early time set? If I find out who did it I'm going to murder them without hesitation. I groaned and turned over, maybe if I can get some more sleep then the person who set...

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Promise You Wont Break Me

Introduction: Something new. Since i am new to this sight please, please, please be nice! i do take criticism very harshly ^^ oh this is not my full story just a prologue till the real thing. ^__^, Authors note!: Hi Umm be easy on the criticism, Im not that strong enough for it. ^-^lll um nothing sexual yet. Im just trying to get use to the sight yakno? anyways. i hope i didnt make a lot of mistakes. if i did please feel free to message me or comment. Ill be on here every other night to review...

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Promise

She took another look in the rearview mirror and freshened her lipstick. She wanted to look nice for this first meeting. The headlights from passing cars shone just enough for a quick glimpse of herself. She decided she looked presentable. She wore a causal, summer dress. Her friends teased her that she dressed too conservatively, but she felt comfortable and a little sexy. She had discovered through this online relationship that she had a very passionate nature. He had the chance to discover...

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PromiseChapter 2 The Lawn Tennis Club

IT WAS THE CUSTOM to play tennis during the siesta, even if here in the capital there wasn’t much of a siesta for anyone. But for those who were in charge of their own schedules, and Monsieur M was certainly one of those, except in the hottest months the siesta was a good time for tennis during the week as well as on the weekends. When I rolled up to the Lawn Tennis Club, Wimbledon, step aside, that was really its name, on that Saturday afternoon a valet took charge of my vehicle and I...

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PromiseChapter 3 Charity Tennis and Clubbing

I SHOWED UP for the charity tennis tournament right on time. Every seat was filled, but with Alejandra’s invitation I was in one of the VIP boxes high in the stands. Groundskeepers were finishing their grooming of the scuffed red clay as I found the party. “Michael!” Alejandra waved when I entered a “box” the size of my apartment living room, and rose to greet me with a hug and kisses on both cheeks. I held her at arms length afterwards and looked her up and down. “You look fantastic,...

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PromiseChapter 4 Victor

“HEY, TOOTSIE, what’s up?” She smiled. I always got a smile from her, not sure why. It wasn’t an instant friendship but I think I showed her I had no particular agenda, none at all, with respect to the ambassador. She’d been with him for years, including his term as governor of an important state that had voted for the incumbent president. The president, shortly after taking office, named him ambassador to our host country. Career diplomats, many of them, hated political appointees....

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PromiseChapter 6 Back in the Village

MME BERTHA and Sofía and her mother and her younger brothers and sisters never missed the annual Rain Festival in their village on the coast, a full day’s journey by bus. It was a half-day at most for me by car. They’d invited me last year but I was too new in country then and not yet sure enough of Mme Bertha to accept. Sofía and her aunt and the others left on Thursday. I’d negotiated Friday off so I drove down after the morning rush cleared, although given the traffic patterns in the city...

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PromiseChapter 8 Brown Girl Dreaming

WE’D BEEN DOZING TOGETHER that afternoon, exhausted after our prolonged session earlier. When I opened my eyes she was still asleep, the brown curve of her hip solid against me, against my growing erection. I heard her breathing, and below us in the courtyard the cries of kids and the slap of a soccer ball hitting the wall at the end of the garden. Our sweat had dried in the high desert heat. When I put my nose against her hip her aroma, pungent and yet sweet, filled my nostrils. Sweat...

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PromiseChapter 10 Private Rain Festival

SOFíA POURED A FRESH GLASS of wine for all of us. She held up an eye dropper. “Are you feeling lucky, Michael?” Are you feeling lucky, punk? Clint’s old line ran through my head, but Sofía’s smile and the sparkle renewed in her eyes made me think otherwise. “What’ve you got, Sofía?” Her smile got bigger. “Just a little surprise. It’s from Gladys. Javier and I have played with it before, in fact, but don’t you ever tell my aunt, OK?” She didn’t really have to explain. I knew what she...

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PromiseChapter 11 The Taco of Death

I WAS LAST IN LINE for the shower. Afterwards, I snagged one of the remaining clean towels and walked out of the steamy bathroom to dry off. My companions were standing hand-in-hand in the doorway to the patio watching a pair of small fat birds forage in the ivy at the top of the patio wall. “Good morning, Sofía. Good morning, Javier.” At that moment there was a knock on the door. “Will you have breakfast this morning, don Miguel?” Suddenly I was starving even though I was...

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PromiseChapter 12 Tennis Gone Wrong

I HEARD ABOUT IT a couple of weeks after it happened from Bill Fernandez, one of the political officers. His wife, a gifted amateur tennis player in her other life, worked part-time for the cultural attaché. Two or three times a week she played tennis before work with the ambassador on his courts. “Pissed off” would be a very mild way of describing Rachel, his wife, to hear Bill tell it. She’d walked through their front door that morning with steam coming out of her ears. “That fucking...

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PromiseChapter 13 Bad Visa Case

THE THING WITH the minister’s grandson Victor blew up in my face the following week. The minister didn’t tell me himself, of course. Instead the ambassador got a call from the minister’s senior aide. That the call didn’t come from the minister put the ambassador in an extra-sour mood when he summoned me through Tootsie. She gave me what I interpreted to be a sympathetic look as I entered the anteroom. “Go on in, Michael, he’s expecting you.” The ambassador put down the phone when I entered...

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PromiseChapter 14 The Driverrsquos Niece

“DON MIGUEL, I need your help.” That there was no “please” attached to the request was significant. He had a little leverage at this point, true, but he was cagey enough and experienced enough not to overplay his hand. His years of close observation of Monsieur M, hundreds if not thousands of kilometers of driving him everywhere as well as the time he spent with Alejandra and her mother, gave him a pretty good idea of what leverage was useful and what was a waste of time. I wonder how many...

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PromiseChapter 17 Turning Point

MME BERTHA’S SMILE when I returned to the capital was a knowing one, and I was pretty sure if she didn’t have all the details yet she’d soon get a full briefing from Sofía. A very slight stiffness in her walk for a couple of days seemed to be the only lasting physical result of our weekend. If Mme Bertha had any doubts, Sofía’s Cheshire cat grin answered the question her aunt had not asked aloud. Without saying anything Mme Bertha somehow communicated that she would not interrupt or complain...

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PromiseChapter 19 Tootsie Explains

I HAD THE VISA APPLICATION on my desk. It sat there in the middle of the blotter like a fly on a hamburger. I turned it over. She’d signed the application, at least I hoped she’d been the one to sign. I turned the paper back over to read the name again. “María Fernanda Dolores Vasquez,” born March 23rd, never mind the year. Old enough to travel alone, at any rate. The whole thing smelled. Even if she was of age, or said she was, girls her age rarely had a good reason to travel alone to the...

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