What Have I Done? LB;MR Fic

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Disclamer: Alfendi idn't a representation of DID & pulling knives on people is not good detective work, no matter how desperate you are.

------ Lucy had 4 brothers. Phillip, Peter, Eustice, and Eddie. Her brothers weren’t bad people. Alfrendi’s first visit to them was before Lucy had ever stepped foot in Forbodium. The reason that he’d just walked it was the knowledge that Lucy’s house was full of Lucy’s family. That if he hadn’t, she’d definitely lost family. He knew what that felt like, he wouldn't wish that on anyone.

Last time he’d visited the house looked nicer, the money that Lucy had been bringing in going to helping to keep the place tidy. Eddie stood outside, smoking. The smell implying what he was smoking wasn’t exactly legal. Great. Alfendi was just a detective and arresting him was just a part of the job description, Then Lucy would never forgive him.

Before the deal she’d kept her brothers on the straight and narrow through a series of threats. They’d smiled and promised to always be good law-abiding citizens. To support Lucy, they’d never do anything to put her in a compromising position. Lucy’s parents, who’d both retired to live in Milton Keynes, much to the astonishment of their children who had no idea why they would choose to live in such a hellscape.

He looked at Eddie who didn’t seem to process what he was doing was illegal and he was a detective, “you idiot!” Fendi yells, taking it out his mouth and stomping on it “I’m a detective, you can’t just do that out in public. What if I arrested you?”

Eddie smiles dopily at him, “I doubt that.”

“What’s the problem with him?” Katrielle, tilts her head, “are you alright sir?” Flora turns to her sister, whispering something into her ear.

“I was until he-”

“Shut it!” Fendi glares at him, “why doubt you think I’d arrest you?”

“You’re that bloke who's after Lucy. She told us about you. You ain’t going to arrest me, not while I know about her, and I won’t be talking behind bars.”

Fendi glares and Katrielle steps in, “so, what made Lucy turn to a life of crime? Didn’t she used to want to be a copper?”

“How do you even know that?”

“Answer the question!” Fendi growls.

“Or what? You’re the ones after my sister!”

Fendi pulls out the penknife in his pocket, moving closer to Eddie, “answer the question!”

Eddie pulls back, “what?”

“Alfendi!” Katrielle yells, pulling him away, “look I’m sorry about him we just want to help your sister.”

“Oh really, that psycho should be locked up. Are you sure he isn’t the killer? Framing my sister?”

Silence, Fendi knew, he knew the man was being purposefully antagonising but he couldn’t seem to withhold his rage. He hurls himself forward out of Katrielle’s grip, “I’ll cut your tongue out! How dare you? I spent hours catching criminals and you suggest that I am the bad guy here?”

“Alfendi!” Katrielle and Flora couldn’t seem to pull him away and he was getting too close with the knife for comfort.

“Alfendi stop that!” Blane drags him off Eddie, “get yourself together man!” he hits the knife out Alfendi’s hand. It clatters next to the floor, right next to the blunt. Blane’s eyes narrow and he picks it up, holding it to his nose and inhaling deeply, “cannabis,” his eyes land on Eddie, “looks like you’re a suspect! Right, you do not have to say anything. But it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.”

“Blane don’t be a fool; how do you know that’s even his?”

“Drug test!” he smiles, “and isn’t this man Eddie Baker, brother of Lucy Baker?”

“It would appear so,” Fendi growls.

“Good,” Blaine marches Eddie off.

The Preacher’s Hot Family  cont

CHAPTER FIVE

As the minister's wife, one of Valarie's weekly duties was to clean up and straighten out the church every Thursday morning after the Wednesday night services. It was a fairly easy job because the building was thoroughly cleaned by a janitor every Monday, and there was always a volunteer teen to help her with what she had to do.

She had spent three hours over at Blane's house the night before, and when she arrived at the church Thursday morning, Valarie felt rather tired. She was glad that her helper was a big husky teenager named Tommy Elliot who often volunteered to help her.

When Valarie began straightening things out down in the recreation hall, she sent Tommy up to dust the pews in the main part of the church. While he was doing his work, the teen's thoughts were on the preacher's wife. Looking at the beautiful woman's big tits and shapely legs always gave the teen a horrendous hard-on. Because of this, he often volunteered for the job so he could be around her. Dusting the pews, the horny teen kept thinking how much he would like to fuck the sexy-looking woman. The teen had never had a piece of ass in his life, but he always dreamed of fucking the minister's beautiful wife. The teen had a big throbbing hard-on, and knowing that the woman was busy downstairs, he decided to just sit down and jack off.

Unaware of what the teen was doing, Valarie came up to get him to help her move some furniture, and was completely stunned to see Tommy slumped back in a pew, vigorously beating his meat. The horny woman was shocked by the size of the teen's cock. His cock was over six inches long and quite thick.

"Well, Tommy," she grinned, walking up to the startled teen. "You sure seem to have your hands full."

Too embarrassed to say anything, the blushing teen tried to stuff his boner back in his pants.

"Don't put it away," Valarie smiled, thinking how big his prick was for a teen. "I love to play with cocks, and that's a real beauty."

"Are you serious?"

"I sure am," the horny woman assured him. "And I'll show you a real good time if you want to come downstairs with me."

"Okay," he grinned.

She led him directly down to the nursery where the younger children were kept under supervision while their parents were attending church services. Sitting down on one of the cots where the girls took naps, she smiled at Tommy.

"Come here," she whispered.

When Tommy was standing in front of her, she calmly unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Next she unfastened his belt and lowered his zipper, pushing his pants and shorts down around his ankles. Valarie was more than pleased with the size of the teen's hard prick. It wasn't as large as Blane Moffat's cock, but it was almost as big as the average man's cock.

"That's quite a tool," she was glowing with excitement as the teen stepped out of the tangle of clothes on the floor. "And now you're all hot to play around."

"I sure am," he said nervously.

"How would you like to fuck me?"

"God, yes!" he said, unable to believe the beautiful preacher's wife was really acting this way with im. "Do you really mean it?"

"Sure."

"Then let's start fuckin'," he panted.

"We will, a later," said Valarie. "But we have some other things to do first."

She knew the inexperienced teen would probably shoot his wad the minute his prick was in her hot juicy pussy, so she decided it would be better to bring him off two or three times before they started fucking, so he could fuck her to a climax.

"Lie down on the cot," she whispered.

When the teen was spread out on his back with his hard cock standing straight up in the air, Valarie reached over and gently grasped his throbbing cockshaft and peeled his foreskin back until his pink cockhead slipped out from the folds of skin.

"Oh, jeez!" he gasped.

"Does this feel good?" whispered the horny woman, gently drawing the skin back and forth over his excited prick.

"Wow! It sure does!" he gasped, shivering with anticipation.

Valarie could feel the teen's body trembling with excitement as she fondled his hard prick with slow sensuous strokes.

"Faster, Mrs. Warner, faster!" he excitedly squealed.

"No, honey," she whispered. "It's better when it's sweet and slow."

Anxious to shoot his hot cum-load off, he reached down and grasped her wrist, trying to make her jerk faster on his prick.

"Faster! Faster!" he pleaded.

"No, honey," she giggled, continuing the slow sensuous movement that she knew was driving the inexperienced teen wild.

She loved the feel of his hard prick in her hand. His cock felt so warm, and she could feel the teen's blood pulsing through the veins just beneath his velvet-soft cock skin.

"Does it feel good?" she whispered. "Fuck, yes!" gasped the excited teen. Then a hot stream of jizz suddenly shot out of his wildly jerking prick. His cock continued spurting cum until his chest and belly were drenched with jism.

"Was that fun?" she smiled.

"Wow!"

Lowering her face, Valarie began licking up the thick globs of cum from his body. When her tongue had thoroughly washed his stomach and chest, she picked up his limp fucker and inserted it into her mouth.

"What the hell are you doing?" he gasped. "Just licking up your sweet jizz," she giggled.

"Doesn't that goo taste shitty?" he asked as she sucked on his cum-smeared prick.

"Heavens no," she smiled. "But you're sure a salty-tasting fart."

The teen was soon writhing and moaning in ecstasy as she began sucking and rolling his spent prick around in her mouth.

"Oh, shit, Mrs. Warner!" he panted. "I'm gettin' another hard-on!"

Feeling his prick rapidly swelling, Valarie momentarily released his cock from her mouth and lowered her face down toward his balls. Excitedly thrusting her tongue out, she lightly ran it over the crinkly skin of his pink balls. The curly fuzz around his balls was tickling her nose, adding more excitement to the cocksucking. Tommy was only a teen, but Valarie was thoroughly enjoying his cock and balls.

After sucking and licking on his balls for a while, she once more raised her head and plunged her hot open mouth over his hard prick.

"Oooooooh, shit!" gasped Tommy, digging his fingers into the woman's long red hair.

Arching his tight ass up from the cot, the excited teen tried to fuck even more of his stiff throbbing prick into the beautiful woman's mouth.

Wrapping her soft juicy lips more tightly around the head of his cock, she slowly lowered her hot sucking mouth until his swollen prick-knob was nudging at the back of her throat. Starting to slide her ovaled lips up and down over his boner, she was thrilled with the heavenly texture of his throbbing fuck-tool.

"Suck it! Suck it, Mrs. Warner!" he excitedly shouted. "Suck it! Suck my cock!"

Slamming his ass up from the cot, Tommy was hoping to fuck even more of his boner into her sucking mouth. This was impossible because she already had every inch of his prick in her mouth with her lips pressed into the sparse hair around the base of his cockshaft.

"It's so good!" he hotly whimpered as her slippery lips and tongue glided up and down over his hard fucker.

The pretty redhead was aware of how much the young man was enjoying his first blow-job and she was trying to please him even more. Valarie's tongue was swirling wildly as her mouth flew up and down over the horny teen's spit-drenched prick.

"Oh, God! Oh, God!" he moaned as the hot suction of her lips increased. "This is great!"

Tommy's hips were involuntarily rocking up and down as he frantically fucked his cock in and out of the woman's mouth.

"Holy shit!" he gasped, his breath coming in hot ragged gasps as he pressed his hands down on the back of her head. "Keep suckin', Mrs. Warner! I'm almost there... almost there!"

Wanting the teen's first blow-job to be one he would never forget, she sucked deeper and harder.

"Oh, shit!" the teen suddenly squealed, digging his fingers into her long red hair, forcing her mouth down tighter over his cock. "Here it comes! Here comes the jizz."

Thrilled by the taste of his cum gushing into her mouth, Valarie sucked and swallowed rapidly as the deliciously slippery cum ran down the back of her throat. She continued passionately sucking and swallowing until she'd drawn the last drop of cum from his slowly shrinking prick.

"Gee," he gasped, then she finally released his limp cock from between her cum-soaked lips. "That was really something!"

"I'm glad you liked it," she smiled. "Do you like to play with girls' tits?"

"I dunno," he grinned. "I've never touched one."

"Would you like to touch mine?"

"Gosh, yes," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Standing up, the preacher's wife quickly took her clothes off.

"Jeez!" gulped the teen as he gazed at the soft triangle of red pussy hairs between her shapely thighs.

"Do you like my hot pussy?"

"Shit, yes!"

"That's good," she grinned. "Because you're soon going to be fucking this horny hole."

She spread herself out on the cot with him, and Tommy stared excitedly at her beautiful naked tits.

"Come on, honey," she whispered, taking his hand and drawing it toward her tits. "Play with my tits."

A delicious tingling sensation rippled through her loins when his fingers brushed across her nipples.

"You're a fast learner," she giggled as the teen began boldly rubbing and caressing the luscious tits that were thrusting out in front of him. Glancing down, Valarie could see that his cock was once again standing straight up.

"It looks like you're ready for a nice hot fuck," she giggled.

"Do you want to feel how hot my cunt is?"

When he hesitated, she took his hand and eased his fingers up against her slippery cunt slit.

"Gee, it feels all hot and gooey," he gasped as she slipped his finger up to the first knuckle in her oozing pussy.

"That's because it wants to be fucked."

"Can I do it now?" the teen excitedly asked.

"Help yourself," whispered Valarie, rolling on to her back and spreading her legs.

Shaking with excitement, Tommy crawled up between her open thighs.

Reaching down, the horny redhead grabbed his hard cock and guided it toward her slippery pussy. A delightful tremor flooded through her loins when his hard cockhead probed between her open cuntlips. Not wanting the teen to think he was doing it wrong, she slowly guided his throbbing cockshaft into her juicy fuck-hole. Releasing his prick, she grasped his asscheeks and pulled him up against her as his inexperienced cock slithered all the way into her scalding cunt.

"Shit, it's hot and squishy in there," he panted when his throbbing fuck-rod was completely buried in her cunt.

"Does your cock like my pussy?" she teased.

"Fuck, yes!" gasped Tommy as the woman began rotating her talented tongue around his excited prick.

"Now pump it in and out," she whispered. "That's what fucking is all about."

Raising up on his knees, he withdrew his prick until just the tip of it remained embedded in her pussy, and then she grasped his ass again and pulled him violently back against her crotch.

"Oooooooooh!" she squealed, feeling the top ridge of his steel-hard cockshaft rubbing against her clit.

Quickly catching on, the teen was soon rapidly fucking his cock in and out. And, because he was on his knees, his hard cock was in direct contact with Valarie's tingling clit.

"Oh, shit, that feels so good!" she squealed. "Faster, honey, faster!"

Tommy had never felt anything so fucking good in his life. The feel of his cock fucking in and out of her hotly sucking cunt was the most wonderful thing he had ever experienced.

Because she had jacked him off and sucked him off, Valarie wasn't worried about Tommy shooting his hot cum-load too soon as she lay back to enjoy a nice long fuck.

"Oh, Jesus!" she squealed as his virile cock fucked hotly into her overheated cunt. "Oh, God, honey! Oh, shit, that feels good!"

Never had anything ever stimulated her pussy like this teen's hard-fucking boner.

"Oooooh! Eeeeeghhh!"

"Does it hurt?" panted the inexperienced teen, suddenly stopping.

"God, no! Don't stop, you dummy!" she squealed, screwing her crotch up tighter around the base of his prickshaft. "Keep fuckin'! Just fuck the shit out of me!"

Almost out of her mind from the electrifying rapture of his hard cock fucking back and forth against her clit, Valarie was thrashing and bucking all over the cot. On and on he fucked into her pussy as she squealed and moaned with pleasure.

"Oh, honey, I'm coming!" she suddenly shrieked with uncontrolled passion, "I'm coming, baby!"

Writhing through her intense orgasm, Valarie could feel the teen's hot cum squirting into her pussy.

"Gosh, Mrs. Warner," he whispered a later as she cradled him in her arms. "That was sure neat."

"It was fantastic," she smiled.

"Will you let me fuck you again?"

"You're sure a horny bastard," she giggled. "But if you're ready again, I sure dig you."

"Well," she smiled, lowering her head and rubbing his prick against her mouth. "The first thing we have to do is pump this beauty up again."

"Mmmmmmmmmm, that's good," he said with a shudder, feeling her lips clamping around his limp prick.

She soon felt his body trembling with excitement as his cock began stiffening in her mouth.

"It's hard again!" he suddenly shouted. "Let's fuck!"

"Okay," she giggled, getting on her hands and knees. "This time, fuck me from the rear."

"Why do it that way? It seems dumb."

"Just try it," she said. "You'll love it."

Still thinking it was dumb, Tommy knelt behind her soft creamy ass and placed his cockhead between her hotly dripping cuntlips. Firmly grasping her hips, he lunged forward.

"Oh, God," she gasped, feeling his steelhard cockshaft fucking into her oozing cunt from the rear. Valarie's hot cunt juices began boiling all around his boner as she feverishly pumped her ass back against him.

Tommy could hardly control his excitement as he jubilantly fucked his hard cockmeat in and out of the first cunt he had ever fucked. He couldn't get over how hot and slippery it felt as her experienced cunt muscles squeezed his tingling fucker. Deciding to make it last as long as possible, he began slowly fucking into her heavenly cunt as she rotated her hot ass back against his belly.

"Do you like it, honey?" she whispered over her shoulder.

"Wow! This is really wild!" he said excitedly.

The teen could feel her scalding pussy cream flowing around his tingling boner as her snug cunt squeezed his prick. Fucking into her hot, slick pussy, Tommy was losing all control of himself. He began lustily fucking the woman with all his energy.

"Oooooooh, yes!" she moaned with delight, creaming all over his pounding prick as she shook and wriggled her ass. "That's the way to fuck, honey! Pour it to me, baby! Just bang the piss out of me!"

Kneeling with her ass high in the air and her face resting in her arms, Valarie was being bounced all over the cot. Her full tits were jiggling beneath her as Tommy frenziedly fucked his cock into her hotly drooling pussy.

"Oh, you sweet fucker!" she wailed. "I love it! I love the way you're fuckin' me!"

Wanting to please the beautiful woman as much as possible, he increased the tempo of his feverish fucking. His hard slim belly was slapping noisily against her ass as he poured it to her with all his strength.

"Harder, honey, harder!" she shrieked. "Just fuck my ass off!"

Valarie couldn't get over how good it felt to be fucked by this teen's big hard cock. The rapidity of his fucking was making her cunt tingle with unbelievable ecstasy. The walls of her pussy were burning from the friction of his virile prick. On the verge of climax, Valarie could feel her nipples burning and stiffening with rapture.

"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she screamed, feverishly waving her ass around. "I'm coming again! Oh, fuck, how I'm coming!"

Shuddering from head to toe as her pussy contracted and spasmed around his fantastic cock, Valarie was riding the crest of the wildest orgasm she'd ever had. It was suddenly intensified by the feel of his hot jizz shooting into her cunt.

"Yes, honey, yes!" she shrieked as the teen pumped her pussy full of cum. "Squirt, baby, squirt! Cream me good! Squirt! Squirt!"

When her unbelievable orgasm finally ended, Valarie collapsed on her belly beneath the teen with his cock still shooting hot jizz into her pussy.

"Shit," he grinned when he finally pulled his limp prick out of her cum-filled cunt. "That was really neat."

"I know," she whispered. "And you can fuck me every time we clean the church. But you've got to promise to keep it a secret."

"I promise."

Down Time

Part 1      Part 2

The Unit Based Story

The mission I was tasked with this time was more terrifying than any I had been on before.  I couldn’t take Beau with me or my gun. I was meeting the Unit wives for the first time.  I never enjoyed meeting my squadmate’s wives. They seemed to assume that I would be a liability for them or a distraction.  I even had one wife assume that I was interested in her husband off the battlefield. 

It was a barbecue at Jonas’ house.  Semi-lowkey. And only three of the five were married.  So at least I’d have Charlie and Hector as buffers. 

I balanced a bowl of potato salad in my arm as I step out of my SUV and walked to the door.  I wore a pink tank and light jean shorts.  I felt more feminine than I normally did at the office.  I pause debating between knocking or making a run for it. 

The door swings open as I lift my hand to knock, “Welcome, come in.” 

“Thank you for inviting me, Mrs. Blane,” I step over the threshold and follow her through the house to the back yard.

“Molly, please,” she told me, “You’re Mitch?” 

“Yes, ma’am,” I respond relaxing a little when I see Bob and Mack with their wives sitting at the picnic table. I shake Bob’s wife, Kim’s hand while Mack’s wife, Tiffy’s takes the bowl from me.  They seemed normal enough. For wives.  I still felt like I was an exhibit in the zoo. 

“Did you bring your dog?” A little girl about five asks me. “Daddy says we can’t have a dog cause it’s a lot of work.” 

“That’s our daughter Serena,” Kim tells me.

“Your daddy is right,” I kneel down to her level, “Beau is a lot of work but he’s a working dog so I have to keep him at the kennel so someone can take care of him all the time. One of the cadets is feeding him his dinner right now.” 

“Oh,” she says, “what does he eat?” 

“Kibble mostly,” I answer, “though he did try to eat Col Ryan’s boots one time,” I give her a smile, “while he was still wearing them.”

“I’m gonna go play with Lissie,” she says and runs off to play with the other girls. 

“She’s cute,” I stand back up.  

“We think so,” Bob responds.  I glance around looking for my single squadmates.  Was I early? The only thing worse than being a female soldier surrounded by Army wives was being the only single person at an event with couples.

I take an offered seat as I’m asked about my life before Fort Griffith.  I told them about my family.  I was the youngest of five, the only girl.  Two were military men, one went to college, and the other moved to California to become an actor. 

After a half-hour of being prodded and poked about myself, I noticed that Charlie had slipped in undetected. I felt his gaze. I welcomed it by giving him a smile before turning my attention back to the conversation. 

"What's your housing like?" Kim asked.  

"I'm still in the barracks, " I respond. "It was supposed to be temporary but it is taking longer than I thought to get into an apartment." 

"Transition to Unit housing doesn't take this long, normally,  " Molly said. "Jonas?"

"Unique circumstances, sweetheart, " he responded. 

“My roommate options are limited,” I tell them, “and there’s a waiting list for a single. ” I couldn’t have a non-Unit roommate and well there were no other women in the Unit. 

“It’ll get sorted soon enough,” Jonas says, “food is ready.”  I grab a plate and find an empty seat next to Charlie.  

“Hey, you,” I sit my plate on the table and step into the picnic table seat as ladylike as possible. I give him a smile, “I’m shit at small talk. You wanna come to the Stand with me tonight?”

“I’d like that,” he takes a drink of his beer then narrows his eyes in thought, “but I can’t, I promised Hector I’d double with his girl and her sister.” 

“Oh,” my shoulders slump a little, “cool. Maybe some other time.”

“For sure,” he gives me a killer smile. The rest of the meal we chatted between each other and the other guys, careful to keep the topic off of our missions. 

"Thank you for having me, you have a lovely home, Molly, " I say as the party starts to wind down. I dig my keys from my pocket and head to my SUV.

"Hey, Mitch, " I turn towards Charlie's voice and stop. 

"Yeah?"

"You still going out tonight?" He asked. 

“It has been a hell of a first week,” I respond as I open the car door, “I think I need it.” 

“Yeah, it gets easier,” he says resting his hands on his hips.

“No complaints of course,” I give him a smile, “I’m used to it. Some dudes have to put down the little woman to make them hard.”

“I never heard it put like that,” Charlie gives me a smile in return.  “Hector and I may stop by the Stand after the movie if the girls are up for it.”

It was that last bit that dashed the bit of hope that had swelled.  Fifth wheel, great. I kept my smile painted on, “Y’all should come out. It’ll be a great time.”

“I’ll see you there then,” he gives my hand a squeeze before turning to walk toward his own car. The man confused me. Only because he didn’t seem to be like any other man I’d known before. I glance in the rearview a moment, if I really thought about it, all of them were different.  

A couple of hours later I’m squeezed into a pair of tight jeans and top that made me feel and look like a woman. Dressing up and putting on makeup can make you feel like a new person. Being in the Army can sometimes make you forget you've got curves and swerves. Tonight I was flaunting them. 

"You want to dance?" A tall guy asked as he leaned against the bar next to me. I could feel the Latin beat in my hips. 

"Sure, " I give the handsome stranger a smile before letting him lead me to the dance floor.  I felt the music. Smiling and dancing with him for the next few songs. He seemed to be a perfect distraction. As the music slowed I asked, "You wanna get a drink?" He nods and we make our way back to the bar. 

"Hey, " a familiar smiling voice calls from behind me. I turn to find Charlie and Hector with their dates standing behind me. 

"Hi, " I turn to my companion, "I'd introduce you but I don't think I caught your name." 

"John, " he says to me.

"I'm Mitch, " I respond, "this is Charlie and Hector, my… coworkers and their dates."

"Alison, " Hector introduces his girlfriend, "and her sister Kelly." 

"There's a big table open in the corner, " I motion, "y'all want to grab it." My Southern accent flows from my lips more freely after a couple drinks. 

"I'll  bring our drinks, " John says, waiting for the bartender, "I'll be over soon."  I didn't think anything of it. 

Though I suppose hindsight is what it is. 

"You look good, " Charlie whispers as he pulls out a chair for me than his date. 

"Thanks, don't get the chance to get pretty very often, " I reply. I felt John behind me close before he set the beer bottle in front of me.  The conversation flowed. I finished my beer and promptly John gets me another. I felt the second one go straight to my head. I blink through the dizziness. 

"I'll be right back, " I stand, "I think I need some air." 

"I'll join you, " John says with a sweet smile pulled across his lips.  His hands seem to be all over me the moment we step outside. I didn't want it. I pushed him. But my movements were sluggish. "Let me make you feel good." He whispered as he pushed me against the brick wall of the bar. 

"Stop!" I use the last of my strength to plant a knee in his crotch. He stumbled back and I tried to regain control of myself but I felt my face get cold and the whole world spin as I slide down the wall. 

"Mitch, are you ok?" My chin is lifted so my eyes meet Charlie's. 

"I don't think so, " I felt groggy. "I only had two beers." 

"I know, " he says, "Kelly said she saw him put something in your drink." 

"Oh, " I rest my hand on his hand, feeling the cuts, "what happened to you?"

"Might have punched him a couple times, " he smiles, "Can you stand?" 

"Maybe, " my legs were as wobbly as a newborn deer as I try to stand. “I’m normally not this stupid.” I steady myself holding onto his arms, “What happened to your date?”

“She let a friend of mine get drugged so I lost interest,” he looped his arm around my waist, “not that I was really interested before.”

“Sounds like a shitty person,” I lean into him a little and feel my pockets, “I can’t find my phone.” 

“Who you gotta call?” he walks me back to the door of the bar where Hector stands with the girls.

“Cab,” I respond, “don’t think I should drive if I’m seeing two of you.” 

“You OK, Mitch?” Hector asks. I give him a nod.  “I’m taking Alison and her sister home,” he says and looks to Charlie, “you need me to come back?”

“Don’t think so,” Charlie responds, “I’ll get her home.  See you when you get back.” Hector gives me an apologetic look before walking with his girlfriend and her sister back to his car.  "Where are your keys?" He asked me. 

"Pocket, " I pat my hip stumbling a little. "I can't get them out." 

"This is not exactly how I pictured getting into your pants, " he fishes my keys from my pocket. 

"Me neither, " my words slurred. "I don't know if you can tonight. I'm so tired." He holds me up as we walk to my car. He fastened my seatbelt then climbed in the driver's seat and drove us back to the base. I drifted in and out of consciousness, vaguely remember the guard at the checkpoint talking to Charlie. 

"Where are we?" I groan as he helps me from the car. 

"My place, " he says, "I can't leave you alone like this." 

"K, " I rest my head against his shoulder as he scoops me up in his arms, nodding off a little. He carries me up the steps and into his apartment. 

"Stay awake for a little while longer, Mitch, " he says as he carries me down the hall and into the bathroom. I sit down on the edge of the bathtub as he looks me over.  I groan when he shines a light in my eyes, "Almost done." He smiles, then takes my temperature. "You'll be ok. Just need to sleep it off. Wait here." I'm not sure where he was expecting I was going. My legs were so weak I couldn't imagine moving. A moment later he comes back with a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. "Can you do this?" he asks. I try to stand but he catches me as I stumble. 

"I'm sorry, " if I were completely in my right mind I would be more embarrassed as my fingers fumble with the button of my pants. "This normally isn't this hard. I have good underwear on though." 

"Is that right?" He steadies me and helps me peel the tight jeans down my hips. Then he helps me step in a pair of running shorts. Taking care not to look too long at my black lace panties. He helps me off with my top and on with a t-shirt. I lock my glassy gaze on him for a long time, then lean forward, dangerously close. 

"When you are yourself again, ok?" He says pulling back from the near kiss. I nod. He was probably right. "Let's get you to bed." 

"K, " I responded. He scoops me up again and carries me into his room, keeping the door open he lays me on the bed. I start to doze but jump at hearing his front door open then close again. 

"It's just Hector, " he says. 

"I like Hector, he's nice, " I mumble as I snuggle into the pillow. It smells like Charlie. 

"I brought saline bags from the cave, " I heard Hector say. "Do you know how much he gave her?" 

"Don't know, she was fine when we first got there, seemed to hit pretty fast, " Charlie responded. "I'll stay up with her." 

"We can take shifts, " Hector stated. 

"You're on duty in the morning. I've got the day, " Charlie replied and looks back at me then steps out of the room for a minute. I lost track of their conversation and drift off into a dreamless sleep. 

I squeeze my eyes tight to keep the room from spinning but it wouldn’t stop, “Bathroom.” I groan as I try to climb from the bed, hand over my mouth.  Charlie helps me to my feet and guides me across the hall to the bathroom, holding my hair back as everything I ever have eaten in my life comes up. 

I sit down on the bathroom floor leaning back against the wall, keeping my eyes closed, “What happened?” 

“That guy, John, put GHB in your drink,” Charlie says as he places a cool cloth on the back of my neck. 

“Shit,” I open my eyes a sliver trying to focus on him. “Did he?”

“No, we stopped him,” he hands me a cup of water. 

“I’m not this stupid normally,” I take a sip turning my eyes to focus on the wall. “Thank you for looking out for me.” 

“Not your fault,” he said, “and don’t worry about it. You want to lay back down?” I nodded, taking his hand to help me back up. I still felt wobbly on my legs as we walked back to his room and settled back on his bed. He put an extra pillow behind my head to prop me up.

His room was minimal.  I suppose like most single men in the army. He did have an impressive firearm display mounted to his wall.  Vintage and working. “I’m not really surprised by that,” I look back at him sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. “You’re not sleeping over there are you?”

“Na,” he says, “I’m staying up. Keep an eye on you.” 

“I’m fine,” I sit up and the room starts spinning again, “or I’ll be fine.” 

“Right,” he smiles and comes over to help me get settled again, “just let me take care of you, woman. It’s not a weakness.” 

“It’s not?” I ask settling back, “I let some asshole in a bar drug me. You beat him up and here I am.”

“It was you,” he said, “you kicked the shit out of him. I got there after. So lay back and get some rest.”

“Ok,” I let him tuck me back under the blankets, “but you’re not sitting in the chair all night,” I motion to the empty spot beside me, “I’m not budging on this one soldier.” 

“You sure?” he asked.

“I’m not asking you to sleep with me,” I said, “Well I guess technically I am. But if we did anything more than actually sleep I’d probably puke again. And that would spoil the moment don’t you think?” 

“Probably,” he says back with a smile, “I don’t want to take advantage of you.” 

“You’re not,” I yawn pushing my hair from my face, “I trust you.” 

“You need fluids,” he said.

“Sleepy, later,” I grumble. He smiles, shaking his head at me as he grabs the bag of fluids, “You’ll feel better, sweetheart.” I stick my arm out, for him to start the IV, keeping my eyes closed, barely wincing as he inserts the needle. “Get some rest. I’ll be here.”  I feel the bed shift beside me as he sits on top of the blankets beside me.  

Any klaine fics based off rom-coms, I've read a good chunk of them like 27 suits and ever after. Maybe like newer ones like to all the boys I've loved before?

There are a surprising number for Klaine fics based upon rom-coms. Under the cut, there are 21 Klaine fics based upon Rom Coms. I add the link to 27 suits for other followers. 

Here is a link to our previous post that sets out three Pretty Woman AUs. 

Here is a link to our previous post that sets out three The Holiday AUs.

Happy Reading!

HKVoyage

The Proposal by drunkonwriting

Based on The Proposal. Kurt is a super uptight music producer from Canada whose work visa has been revoked. Cue Blaine, all-American poster boy from Alaska, who has been Kurt’s assistant (or indentured servant, depending on who you ask) for three years and counting. They pretend to get married so that Kurt doesn’t have to leave the country, and end up falling in love instead.

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How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days by glitterandpaws

Kurt is an up-and-coming fashion designer on the brink of hitting it big, when he’s presented with the possibility of having his newest collection showcased during fashion week. The committee is torn between Kurt and Sebastian for the slot, and Kurt must make someone fall in love with him in ten days order to be in the show, but that’s not the only deal he makes. Meanwhile, Blaine is a successful journalist, writing under the pseudonym Blair for a women’s magazine as their resident how-to “girl” when he’s roped into writing a piece on “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days”. When Kurt and Blaine find each other, both of their tasks prove harder than they first appeared.~~~~~

Here is one where Blaine makes a list, and one of the items is to try and date cheerio!Kurt.

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Mr Congeniality by ifinallyfoundsomeone

Miss. Congeniality!AU

Bomb threats are being sent to the newly made Mr. America pageant and FBI Agent Blaine Anderson has taken up the position of being an undercover agent to save the pageant. With some extreme grooming and guidance from his pageant consultant, Blaine infiltrates the world of Men’s pageants. Making some interesting friends, and maybe he even winning the heart of his slave driver pageant consultant, the gorgeous and fascinating, Kurt Hummel.

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The Lake House by inkinmyheartandonthepage

Tumblr Prompt: Kurt has lost everything but this house. His father died of cancer, never married Carol, he has lost his friends when things became rough. So he moved out of Lima and started living there. Blaine is a young artist/painter who loses his way one night and ends up in front of the house. Cue epic love story where Kurt becomes Blaine’s muse. Rated T at the moment.

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Roses and Bluebells by wynniethepooh

Blaine and Kurt work for rival florists in this “Gnomeo and Juliet” retelling.

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But I’m Sure You’ve Thought About Me Naked by icantwritebutimmastilltry

The 10 Things I Hate About You AU!

Kurt and Finn are brothers, and Finn can’t date until his bitchy brother does–but who would be brave enough to try and conquer that task? Enter Blaine Anderson. Resident Badboy of McKinley High. Now all that’s needed is the incentive…

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Eighteen Going on Extinct by @klaineanummel  (62K Complete)

Kurt Fabray just wants to relax after a tough week at school, but that is shown to be impossible when he realizes that his absent father has once again blown into town. Not wanting to spend more time around him than necessary, Kurt goes to his old babysitters house, the one place he feels safe when his father is in town. While there, he stumbles upon a secret he knows he was never meant to find out - one that could change the entire course of his life.

An AU very loosely based on Mamma Mia.

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What I Know Now by @quizasvivamos

13 Going on 30 AU: Tired of being bullied and taken advantage of, Kurt wishes he could skip past his dreary adolescent years to a time in his life where he is respected, successful, and happy. He might just get what he wishes for, but will it come at a cost? 

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I Do by pulling-the-puzzles-apart

Glee crossover with My Best Friend’s Wedding. Kurt realises he is in love with his best friend as Blaine prepares to marry someone else. Can Kurt stop the wedding? Will Blaine realise he still loves Kurt? Loosely based on the film.

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Kurt In Manhattan by lemonwhiskers

Based on the film Maid in Manhattan. Kurt is a single parent working in a hotel in New York. He meets politician Blaine Anderson and his life instantly changes. Sparks fly but will Kurt’s lies about his job ultimately destroy any connection they had?

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Daddies Girls by BeautyHeldWithin

It has been ten years since Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson broke up and split their family apart. Now, the two girls meet for the first time and scheme to get the happy family they never knew back. Based LOOSELY on The Parent Trap. AU

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Wake Up To Me by A-Simple-Rainbow

It’s one am on a Tuesday and Kurt is pulled out of a soulful interpretation of Bootylicious by the door ringing and announcing a costumer. Kurt tosses the yellow cloth away and readjusts the knot on his apron before he makes his way towards the stranger. As the man looks up, Kurt finds himself face to face with Blaine Anderson. Blaine Fucking Anderson. NOTTING HILL AU

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Swing the Spinning Step by aspiringtoeloquence

A Klaine AU version of the move ‘Never Been Kissed’ (1999). Kurt Hummel, a copy-editor at The New York Sentinel, just got his big break: the chance to become a reporter, go undercover at a local high school and write an expose. He learns a lot from the people he meets - including a young English teacher with a penchant for bowties - both about high school and about himself.

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50 First Dates by Aki_Aiko

Blaine Anderson meets Kurt Hummel in a little coffee shop and they immediately click. The only problem? Kurt forgets who Blaine is every single day. Based on the movie 50 First Dates.

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Always the Best Man by Water_Nix

It sometimes feels as though Kurt spends every weekend being dragged out to yet another wedding, although he himself has vowed to never tie the knot. A string of failed relationships have taught him that true love is a fantasy, and just when he’s managed to stop that particular type of daydream, he meets a man who seems to have stepped right out of all his favourite ones. With that complication and then the drunken confession of a good friend, Kurt is sent into a tailspin. He’s got his single friends finding love at every turn—and hell, even people’s dogs are getting hitched for God’s sake—the last thing he needs is to discover that he hasn’t lost hope for a special day of his own. A romantic comedy told over the course of five weddings. Kurt/past OCs. Kurt/Blaine endgame. (Also background Mercedes/Sam, Santana/Brittany, Rachel/Jesse, Cooper/anyone who’s ready and willing.)

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Mi Casa Es Su Casa by GoddamnWrite

Kurt Hummel is trying to make a fast buck by renting out his apartment to those who need a little privacy. What could possibly go wrong? Based on the The Apartment.

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Nothing’s So Loud by GlassParade

Blaine Anderson is the easy going skateboarding slacker who’s carried a torch for sheltered class Valedictorian Kurt Hummel for the last year. On the day they graduate from high school, he decides to do something about it. There’s no way they should work. Everything will conspire against them. Can this unlikely pairing prevail? A very loose adaptation of the movie 'Say Anything’, set in 1998.

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Recipe For Love by blackrose1002

Kurt Hummel is one of the best chefs in New York City. Working in a prestigious restaurant, he had himself convinced that he has everything he had ever wanted, but, suddenly, the life he had built for himself completely falls apart when his brother dies in the car accident, leaving his eight year old daughter behind. On top of everything, there’s a newly hired chef in the restaurant that gets on Kurt’s nerves more than anyone in his life.

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Secret Language of Blooms and Love by etextraordinary

Blaine is a florist in New York City. His shop specializes in the Victorian art of floriography, the language of flowers. Blane makes sure that each of his arrangements is both beautiful and portrays the correct meaning. Kurt has Blaine do his wedding flowers, but he is not expecting his entire life to change. Based on the movie Imagine Me and You.

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So Much Better by Justsweeneytodd

Blaine (Elle) is in love with Warner, his boyfriend, who broke up with him right before they left for college. Blaine decides to transfer to his school to try to win him back. Along his quest to win back Warner, he meets an upperclassman named Kurt (Emmett) who completely turns his world around.

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27 Suits by SurprisinglySuaveKoala

Kurt Hummel loves weddings. So when his best friend comes back into town and wants to marry the man he loves, the last thing he needs is Blaine Anderson following him around.

What Superman story made you realize why Lois can’t work as his love interest?

I suspect Superman the movie and everything after that. And then getting into comics themselves. As we mature and the world changes then so do societal norms, I realized how seriously effed up the Lois/Clark/Superman love story is.

Many heroes might have started off in a more camp way, asking us to suspend belief etc but as time went by the story telling got more complex and tied into real world themes etc. Superhero stories often reflects the time we live in. Like the Golden Age Superman was created during a time of the Depression and pre World War 2.. He was rougher, brasher, a man who was the champion of the oppressed and small man, who fought corrupt business men and Nazis etc. The new 52 was more modern and looked at Superman via a more global lens by looking at his alien aspect and making him more socially conscious. Rebirth he has gone back to traditional troupes and is more preachy father figure who seems to be more concerned about his comfort and playing house. He calls his wife and kid his world and so wants to preserve that comfort, he is willing to ply Lois with immortal juice to live for a billion years. It’s got that feel of a guy who isn’t too concerned about the bigger picture as long as life does not change for him. I mean, what he does with Lois isn’t too far off what Mr Freeze wanted to do with his wife if you think about it? But that is “love” according to DC. 

Anyway I digress. Lois, Clark and Superman was the original love story for decades. She had the hots for the rock star while the nerd Clark pined for her to notice him. He even prob ignored women who cared for him. She was often mean spirited and very ambitious and walked all over him. She was a career girl in a time it was a largely male centric job but in fiction she was not the only female that did this. In fact she was inspired from another character Torchy Blane who did what she did first. And there were other female characters in fiction that were just as brave, empowered before her too. Anyway as the world evolved and more female characters  were created what Lois did became not all that special. We have many strong women in fiction, from different backgrounds and people have their favorites. We are spoiled for choice. 

The love triangle or what I like to call now the lie triangle is what define Lois and Clark’s dynamics. I really did not understand why this guy wasted his time on someone who never valued him. I guess he was a bit of a masochist. As as I grew to learn more about Superman’s mythos and who he was and what drove him, I genuinely could not understand why DC kept pushing them as some ideal. The woman did stupid things to try to get his attention or outing his secret when she suspected…from trying to jump off buildings and Niagara Falls. That is not brave. It’s dumb, at least to me. She even had her own comics for a time whereby she was obsessed with trying to get him…Superman… to marry her. Lois and Clark’s iconic imagery is of him carrying her like a baby or saving her. I am sorry but as a female reader and fan of heroes…that just does not interest me nor do I see it as romantic. DC might think it is seeing they still push it.

And Superman himself was a douche bag too. Lying his ass off to her as Superman and Clark. Or dating her as one or the other…yet claims this was love. The guy was even willing to give up his gifts just to bone her in Superman 2. Can you really see a real hero being that needy and hard up? The Reeve movies are considered quintessential Superman but to me it is outdated and the stuff between him and Lois is eye rolling. The other movies like Superman Returns his love for her is not noble. Fact it is creepy and selfish on both their parts considering she was shacked up with another man who was a real father to a boy not even his own.

Man of Steel and the DCEU show how they need to shoe horn her into many things that defy logic and really just to try to find something for her to do. She is a human. She should be subject to its limitations. This woman just throws herself in dangerous situations and survives. Or DC tries to suggest she can handle situations she is not even trained to.

Most recent cases…1. Fighting Female Furies. She has 0 training …people like Barda and Diana who trained all their lives and have to have back up with Darkseid’s elite Lois Lane can take on these women with no problems. That is the stupidity we have come to. 2. MOS Superman is fighting Zod and snaps his neck and Lois who was miles away just appears to pet his head. I didn’t know she had superspeed. 3 Death of Superman ( just like Batman v Superman) the woman is in the middle of the action because? Two heavy hitters battling, Doomsday beat up the whole JL, damaged the city, the earth is crater city, smoke, dust and debris is being kicked up while Superman is battling him…yet Lois is in the middle of all this so these two characters can make google eyes at each other. When Superman dies…after killing Doomsday with a killer blow…she just standing there…unscathed…like she got some force field I was not aware of.

The writing suffers because they have to find something for her to do. Even the most sensible journalist would know to get the hell out of the way and get shelter if you are in between two warring sides. Why are you making your ass a potential causality and distracting a man from his job?

Death of Superman really sealed the deal for me. Lois and Clark act like two jerks.. Clark is dating her but has not told her he is Superman.She has no clue he is Superman. Yet she flirts with Superman even while having Clark on the side. He tells her she knows him better than anyone else. Yet she claims she does not know him at all. ???? It’s bizarre logic. He says he loves her…I have no clue why. He acts insecure and whiny and a bit of a prick to Diana. Given his and Diana’s relationship was based on honesty…she knew who he was…it’s very amusing to see Clark try to convince the viewer Lois is the one for him. They even tried to throw all his other past loves under the bus putting the blame on them.

I found it all forced and dysfunctional. And the Superman we admired and who respected Diana berates her for calling him Clark while sparring in a simulator no less…they were not even in public…because he wants to be called Superman because Lois (who he had not told his secret) gave him the name.I am sorry. But when has Clark/Superman/Kal ever acted such a douche to anyone? And he blames Diana for their “break up” because she wants to live as herself.

Anyone who reads comics know that Clark and Diana had a very close bond. I can get you tons of panels of her calling him Clark or Kal or Superman depending on the situation and he was never this asshole Tomasi wrote here just to prop Lois. Also even if Diana did not like a dual identity here, it’s clear DC does what it wants when it wants because she used Diana Prince off and on for decades. She uses it in the DCEU and other comics. But for Superman to judge her this way makes him come cross as unlikable.

What it mean is Superman is a selfish character. He wants a woman to do what he says and lives as he says. He wants to make no compromise. In truth and fact he never made a compromise for Lois Lane when he told her his secret. She just accepts it and adapts to HIM. They are in love because he can continue to live the way he wants. I thought real love was give and take. In Death of Superman she is not even questioning his lies. She is like oooh my boyfriend is an alien when he tells her he is Superman. Must be nice her boyfriend looks like a man she lusted after and he did not really look like Martian Manhunter, eh? I bet she’d react quite differently. How can anyone elevate this type of relationship over Clark and Diana’s is beyond me.

There was no truth and no trust from the start and when they hook up Clark and Lois continue their charade yet claim to be watchdogs for truth for humanity. This is such a joke to me. They both have no ethics. He still gives her scoops even though they banging each other and they act as if they are more moral than other people.

And let us not forget Superman goes evil troupe or needs her alone to ground him because it is what pisses me off the most. It undermines Superman’s heritage, upbringing, innate goodness and compassion and heroism to suggest he cannot be who he is unless he is banging Lois Lane. If Batman could not be with Selina no one here would suggest he would never be who he is. Same for every other hero. But Superman? The dude is crippled morally, spiritually and emotionally if no Lois. In Justice League the entire League is nerfed so she can call him to heel. A woman he knows all of 2 years. What about his mom? Hell what about the earth?The people? His own mind and goodness? Nah. Only Lois. I am sorry that is bs

We have the superhero landscape where heroes can live openly, many don’t need ID’s, some have given them up. Look to Marvel and how well they do it. These men and women do jobs that don’t require jumping through hoops like Superman and his news room reporter job requires. They might be billionaire scientists, supersoldiers, Gods, Kings, aliens but we feel with and for them because their stories are woven in a coherent manner, and their heroism doesn’t have conditions. It has real and truth sacrifice and growth. Superman with Lois is what I call a fair weather hero. He is concerned about himself and his comfort. All is well and he is happy. Things go a little iffy or something happens to her…his ass is useless.

I could go on and on but if your hero’s entire pov and how he views the world and whether he feels connection to a place he grew up in is based on one person he screws as it is with him and Lois…then I cannot support that. So It is not one story. It is a cumulative thing. And it sucks as a fan of Superman because you realizing he might not be what you thought he was nor hoped he could be.

As someone who was drawn to Superman comics on a story based on him dealing with real challenges and loss and trying to be a leader in the face of great odds as in Kingdom Come…I am at a loss what DC is putting out. I feel like the Superman I want to believe in is no longer around. Punching something very hard doesn’t make you a hero. All the League put their life on the line everyday. Just because SM can hit hard does not make them less than him nor their lives less than his. Wonder Woman nearly died in Death of Superman but for him lunching with Lois. He left her in the lurch for Lois on the battlefield in BM v SM, not even knowing if she could handle Doomsday. No good soldier would do that. Heroism is the way you live and choices you make and how you try to make the world better for others even at the expense of your own comfort.  I look to other heroes now outside of DC and I am ironically finding what Superman could or should be there. It’s a shame.

A wonderful concert from the Interlochen Academy Brass Department: Low Brass; Horn; Trumpet ! 

A warm thank you to all. It was a full-house event.

Brass Ensemble Program 

“Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Medley “ - By Johnny Marks, arr. Zack Smith

Aleksandar Vitanov - Trumpet; Leland Rossi - Trumpet; Griffin Rupp - Trombone; Yan Nie - French Horn; Junming Wen - Tuba

“Oh come all ye faithful” - By John Francis Wade

Yao Yao - Trumpet; Derek Yates - Trumpet; Jesse Mudgett - Trombone; Mandy Liu - French Horn; Joe Deng - Tuba

Quintuple Chicken Dance

“Feliz Navidad” - Feliciano Arr. Sheaffer

Carlos-Manuel Aceves - Trumpet; Jason Liu - Trumpet; Ethan Hill - Trombone; Jennelle Williams - French Horn; Claudia Shassberger - Tuba

The Snazzy Snowflakes Quintet 

“O Tannenbaum” Traditional, Arr. Vince Guaraldi, Adapted by Brandon Ridenour

Emma Kosht - Trumpet; Jared Moore - Trumpet; Levi Boylan - Trombone; Tess Reagan - French Horn; Rocky Fox - Bass Trombone

Los Pinche Putos

“Have yourself a merry little Christmas” by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane, arr Ralph Comstock

“You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch” by Albert Hague arr. Zack Smith

Olivia Achcet - Trumpet; Michael Riccobono - Trumpet; Carys Sutherland - French Horn; Iris Brondz - Tenor Trombone; Chris Gonzalez - Bass Trombone

“Deck the Halls,” traditional, arr. Hunter

“Adeste Fidelis,” traditional, arr. Hunter

“Christmas Jazz Suite,” Bill Holcombe

“Canzon Pian’ e Forte,” Giovanni Gabrieli, arr. Jean-Francois Taillard

Played by All Brass!

Freeze Frame. Yep, that’s me. No, not Harry Potter. You see the boy in the very back, behind Harry Potter and the crowd of people hovering around him? The lanky second year reading Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them? Yeah, that’s me. I’m Jerry, Jerry Potter, Harry’s lesser known little brother.

I know you all must be shocked, for you’ve read all seven books and/or eight movies and there’s no mention of a brother. Well, I’ve been there, I assure you. I’ve merely been a background character all this time. But now, in this cruddy fanfiction, it’s my time to shine! As I turned the page of the book I was reading, engrossed in the wonderful story before me, Hermione Granger bumped into me. “Sorry, I—oh, Jerry, it’s you,” she said. “I didn’t see you there.” “Oh bother,” I say with a hint of melancholy. “Fantastic Beasts,” she said, gesturing to my book. “Wonderful read, don’t you think?” “Yes, but I’m not quite sure Johnny Depp is the best choice to play Grindelwald.” Just then a roar of cheers erupted as Harry Potter, my famous big brother, was hoisted into the arms of the Weasley twins, who were chanting “Potter! Potter!” Harry, the one who defeated the dark Lord Voldemort with his mere thumb (I may be exaggerating a little bit, but I do it for emphasis), smiled at the attention. “What are you doing in Gryffindor tower?” questioned Hermione, for I was a Hufflepuff. “I think it best that I stay away from the Hufflepuffs for the time being.” You see, I made my special peanut butter chocolate chip cookies last night before the big quidditch game, and it seems Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuff’s seeker, is allergic to both peanut butter and chocolate. The poor man nearly died. He forgave me at once, of course, but, unfortunately, the Hufflepuff’s are still bruised about the whole situation, especially since I was their replacement seeker and vowed to win the match for Cedric, even going as far as betting his life on it. I’m not too worried about it, though; I’ll just go to the kitchen later and bake some more cookies for them. Hufflepuffs forgive easily; I know I do, anyway. “Right,” said Hermione. “Potter! Potter!” chanted the Weasley twins as they carried Harry, my dear brother, around the common room as if he were their king. Oh! King Harry. Having enough of King Harry’s antics, I quietly slip out, the fat lady shocked to even see me, knowing all too well that I do not belong there. She opened her mouth to speak (or rather scold me), but somebody else spoke up first: “Vlimey, Potter!” It was Vlane, my Slytherin best friend. He was also in his second year at Hogwarts. “There you are. I’be veen looking for you eberywhere!” Vlane has a tendency to say his V’s like B’s and his B’s like V’s. I’m used to it now, but it sure has gotten us into some sticky situations in the past. “Sorry, Vlane—“ “No... it’s Vlane,” he says, with an emphasis on the V. “Yeah, that’s what I said,” I say. “Vlane.” “No, my name is Vlane,” he says. “V as in Vogart... Why does ebery one call me that? You know what, forget it, call me Blane for all I care... “Professor Snape needs to see us,” he continued. “He says it is of the utmost importance that we come to his office immediately.” I sighed, knowing all too well what kind of scolding we were about to endure.

“WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU THINKING?” roared Snape. “YOU TOLD ME THEY WOULD LOSE! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY I BET ON YOU?” He huffed, turning away from the boys. “Quidditch prodigy my ass,” he mumbled. “I can’t let Slytherin lose again to those... those-“ “Vuffons?” suggested Vlane. “-assholes,” said Snape. “Just give me more time,” I say. “I’ll get you your win. I promise. Tomorrow’s the talent show and Vlane and I are doing magic tricks.” “That won’t get you anything, Potter!” he said with a snarl. “In case you haven’t noticed this whole damn school does magic tricks!” “But not muggle magic tricks,” I say, a smirk forming on my face. “The audience will sure to gibe us the golden win,” said Vlane happily. “Yes... yes, that’s brilliant,” said Snape in a whisper. “Arthur Weasley is the top judge this year... This could actually work.” “Of course it’ll work,” I say confidently. “When have my plans never not worked?” Snape raised an eyebrow, letting a fowl frown grow on his face.

“Welcome, wizards and witches,” announced Professor McGonagall proudly, “to the Thirty-first Annual Hogwarts Talent Show Competition. Each house will compete for the Hogwarts house cup. “Gryffindor is in first place with two hundred and forty-five points.” The Gryffindor team erupted into cheers, banging hard on their table, making sure everyone could hear them loud and clear. “Followed by Slytherin, who have two hundred and fifteen points.” Slytherin House all hollered, jumping out of their seats excitingly. “Ravenclaw is at one hundred and thirty, while Hufflepuff is in last with one hundred and one points. “It’s still anyone’s game,” she promised, though the smile on her face told me she was confident Gryffindor was gonna win. “We shall begin with a word from our sponsor.” McGonagall stepping aside, a big buff man emerged from the crowd. “Do YOU want to be BUFF like ME?” he questioned, flexing his big muscled tricep. “Well now ANYONE can,” he said, holding up a bottle of pink liquid, “with Rawling’s Magical Muscle Mixture. “Now, you all might be thinking, ‘Rawling, the Magical Muscle Mixture man, how did you create such a delicious mixture that also makes you beautiful?’ With magic, of course,” he said, smiling. All the girls in the crowd, including one Hermione Granger, squealed as he flexed more of his muscles. “Call now and I’ll include my blue mixture, which helps with hair growth. Or just stop at my store, Rawling’s Magical Muscle Mixture. Tell them Rawling sent you,” he said with a wink. Everyone applauded as he left the stage and Dumbledore appeared. “Thank you Rawling, the Magical Muscle man,” he said happily. “Our first contestant is unfortunately unable to perform, due to a peanut butter and chocolate incident.” I felt my face heat up as the Hufflepuffs all glared at me. “But Mr. Diggory, nonetheless, wishes his Hufflepuff family the very best of luck in this talent competition. “Moving on to our second competitors, Hermione Granger will now perform a rendition of God Save the Queen with Ginny Weasley on the piano. Ladies,” he said and both Hermione and Ginny went on the stage. The performance, though very dull, nevertheless seemed to astonish Mr. Weasley, who was in tears by the end. Every contestant must have been told that mundane muggle stuff excites him because it seemed that everyone was doing muggle things. The Patil twins tapped dance. Cho Chang recited a Law and Order episode by heart. The only one not to do anything muggle related was Draco Malfoy, who conjured up three snakes with his wand and forced them to eat each other. The competition is tough this year, I’m beginning to realize, but I know me and Vlane are tougher. “And finally Mr. Jerry Potter and Mr. VobleVooboo will be doing magic tricks,” he said, reading his notecard. “Correction, they will be doing mugglemagic tricks.” The crowd gasped as me and Vlane made our way up to the stage. I couldn’t help but smile; we had this thing in the palm of our hands. Vlane was dressed in his muggle magician suite, top hat and everything, while I wore my lovely assistant’s dress. “Ladies and gentlemen,” started Vlane, removing his hat. “Watch carefully, for I will not ve repeating myself... “Jerry, my lobely assistant,” he said, handing me his hat, “is there anything out of the ordinary about this hat?” I look inside and shrug. “Looks like a normal hat to me,” I say. “Oh, vut it’s not,” he said. Three taps on his fake muggle wand and Vlane reaches into the hat and pulls out a rabbit. The audience oohs and ahhs, followed by applause, captivated by the trick. Dropping the hat and placing the rabbit in my care, Vlane then picks up two large rings. “As you can see here, these rings are not meant to connect... or are they?” Forcefully, he clashed the two rings together and they connected. The crowd went wild. Mr. Weasley nearly fainted. “We gotta finish strong,” I whisper to Vlane as I help him wheel in a giant box. In the distance I see Professor Snape, looking quite impressed, if I do say so myself. I was going to win this one. For Snape and for Hufflepuff. “Remember, before you reopen the box, you have to say the magic words: Abada Kedabra. Got it?” “Right,” he nods confidently before turning back to the audience. “For my last trick, ladies and gentlemen, I will need help from someone in the audience. Any takers?” Almost everyone’s hands shot up. The only one who didn’t seem interested was Malfoy and a few of his friends. “What avout you, sir?” he said, pointing with his fake muggle wand at Professor Flitwick down in the front. Squealing excitingly, Flitwick wabbled his way up on stage. “Now, this may seem like an ordinary plain old muggle box,” Vlane said, opening it, “vut I assure you it is so much more! “Professor,” said Vlane dramatically, “if you would.” Flitwick entered the box and I closed the box securely and spun it around three times, just how we practiced (of course now there was a living person inside the box instead of Vlane’s stuffed serpent). “Now, on the count of three I will make our professor... disappear,” he said. Tapping his muggle wand onto the box, Vlane began counting. “One. Two... Three. Avada Kedavra!” Vlane’s muggle wand spirt out a flash of green. There was a crashing noise and Professor Flitwick came falling out. He lay on the floor, still. Upon closer inspection, I realized what hadn’t happened. Professor Flitwick was dead.

Night Boat to Tangier by Kevin Barry

Maurice Hearne and Charlie Redmond sit on a bench just a few yards west of the hatch. They are in their low fifties. The years are rolling out like tide now. There is old weather on their faces, on the hard lines of their jaws, on their chaotic mouths. But they retain—just about—a rakish air. (p. 2)

***

Maurice stands, shows in a sad smile his earned wisdom, and gazes towards the high windows.

Did ye know there are only seven true distractions in life? he says.

Name ’em, Moss.

Top banana? The want-of-death.

Of course it is, Charlie says.

We know this, Maurice says. We’re all looking for the ticket to ride. And there’s lust, certainly, because we all want to get our ends away.

At some sort of reasonable level anyhow, Charlie says.

I fully accept there’s a thing called love, Maurice says. Haven’t I been half my born days up to my sucker eyeballs in it? And there’s sentimentality, which is all tied up with the love and the lust. There’s grief and the longer we go on, the more of it we’ve the burden of.

It accretes, Charlie says, like a motherfucker out of control. Does the old grief.

There’s pain, Maurice says. Mental and physical divisions.

My stomach is talking to me, Charlie says, and my arse is only trotting after it.

I had the dry heaves there a while ago, Maurice says, and a mystery pain out my left lung.

Will we go into the mental, Moss?

No, we will not, Mr. Redmond. Because we’d be here for the fucken night.

You’ve only listed six, Maurice. Of the distractions.

On account of I’m leaving the kicker till last, Charlie.

Being?

Being avarice, Charles. Being our old friend avarice. (pp. 52-54)

***

The days were cold as evil but the evenings spread magic from the sea inwards and stretched out and tapped the place until it was open to our dreaming. (p. 73)

***

It was the image of Gulliver pinned to the earth, the skin stretched out in a thousand sharp pulls and tacked, his wife, his child, his mother, his dead father, the green corridor, his crimes and addictions, his enemies and worse, his friends, his debtors, his sleepless nights, his violence, his jealousy, his hatred, his insane fucking lust, his wants, his eight empty houses, his victims, his unnameable fears and the hammering of his heart in the dark and all the danger that moved through the night and all of his ghosts and all that his ghosts demanded from him and the places that he had been to in his life and longed for again, and the great pools of silence in the bone hills above—what lives inside those fucken hills?—and the solitude that he so badly craved, and the peace he so needed, and the love he needed, and he was just a young man still, in essentials, he was really very young—but, yes, he was pinned to the fucken earth all right.

And oh God how much he wanted to go. (pp. 121-22)

***

[Nelson] served Alvin Hay a Drambuie and said, friend, catch a hold of yourself. Life or death, each day has its insistences, and there is nothing we can do to gainsay them.

You can’t beat the machine, Alvie, he said. (p.159)

***

Something else that [Dilly] had learned—you need to watch yourself at every minute of the day. If you don’t watch yourself, the badness might slide in, or the evil. Watch your words most of all. Watch for the glamorous sentence that appears from nowhere—it might have plans for you. Watch out for the clauses that are elegantly strung, for the string of words bejewelled. Watch out for ripe language—it means your words may be about to go off. 

And sometimes she could feel herself turning into someone else—into something else—and she came up from her meagre sleep in the Spanish night (maybe in Blanes, maybe in Calanda, maybe in Cabo de Gata) to hear her mother calling for one of the dogs on a lost lane on Beara long ago. The dog’s name faded away before she could catch it—was it Shortie around that time?

She could not control the images that came through on the sleepless nights. She was from a line of insomniacs twelve hundred years long. She would never go back there, but home would always be the place where the light came slant at equinoctial times, in the half-seasons.

We were really so very far from the sun. (pp. 182-83)

***

Fathers throw the longer shadows. We get over the mothers, at last, but hardly ever the fathers, [Karima] said. (p. 190)

***

It was one of those hectic April mornings that has the eyes screwed wrong in your head. (p. 210)

***

The seasons were relentless; the years turned over. It was a fucking joke life. It was fucking beautiful. (p. 215)

***

There is a stab of awareness at the beginning and at the end of love, and the feeling precisely replicates—it’s a twinge of cold certainty at either end of the affair, and it is twice terrifying. (p. 233)

***

In Algeciras the rain falls as if to wash our meagre sins away. The gutters run, the rooftops drip.

Is there any end in sight, Maurice?

This is the great unfortunate thing, Charlie. We might have a length of road to go yet.

Dragging ourselves along the fucken thing.

Like lepers. They’ll be listenin’ out for the little bells.

It is night again in Algeciras. The rain comes through the lights of the harbour but now more meekly. Charlie Redmond leans back beneath the jut of the ticket agent’s awning. He huddles into the knit of his thin shoulders. The prospect of another November is a mean taste at the back of his throat.

Maurice Hearne steps out from the held tension of himself, he loosens up, he sticks his head out beneath the jut and gazes blankly to the night sky, there above the port and stacks, and yes, it is clearing, and the stars are the same old stars, and he turns a look to his pal that’s halfways hopeful—

I think it’s stopping, he says. (pp. 254-55)

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The Preacher’s Hot Family  cont

CHAPTER SIX

For the next several days after Uncle Will first fucked Tammy with his man-sized cock, the girl was letting him fuck her every afternoon. As soon as school was out, she would go directly over to her uncle's house where he would thoroughly fuck her in his bed. His big cock had completely spoiled her, though she was yearning to be fucked by a man who wasn't as did as her uncle. She was still fucking Bill and Tony, but they no longer really satisfied the horny blonde.

Her thoughts kept returning to Blane Moffat and his big cock that she'd seen him using on her mother. Thinking more and more about it, she was dying to feel Blane's cock filling her cunt.

Looking across the street one Saturday morning, Tammy saw Blane Moffat back his car out of the garage. Then he rushed into the house for something. Knowing that he would soon be leaving, she hurried over and climbed into the front seat, pleased that she wasn't wearing panties or bra. Tammy knew it was going to be a tough job to get her mother's lover to fuck her pussy, but she was going to give it a try.

"Hi, Tammy," the man smiled when he returned to his car and found Valarie's daughter sitting in it.

"Hello," she said, drawing her knees up against her tits so her naked pussy was exposed between her slightly parted thighs.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked, staring at her blonde-fringed cunt.

"Just sitting here."

"Why?"

"Because you like to fuck."

"What?" the man gasped.

"I saw you fucking my mother one day," she giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Did you tell your dad?" he nervously asked.

"Not yet," she casually answered, opening her thighs wider. "Is my pussy as nice as my mom's?"

"I-I think you'd b-better g-get out of the car," he stammered. "You shouldn't be talking this way."

"Why not?" she smiled. "Don't you like to talk about fucking?"

He nervously glanced at her pussy again. "You don't have to be afraid of me," she grinned. "I'm not gonna tell anyone you fuck my mother. I think fuckin' is fun."

"What?" he gasped, shocked by what the girl was saying.

"I said I like to fuck," she said, beaming at him.

"Have you ever been screwed?"

"Sure. I've been fucked by lots of guys. Even my uncle fucks me almost every afternoon in his house."

"But he's a worn-out old man."

"That's what you think," she giggled. "He has a big hard cock and really knows how to use it."

The naughty talk and the sight of the girl's bare pussy were slowly arousing the man, making his prick start throbbing in his pants.

"You're getting a hard-on," she said.

Staring between her legs, he began wondering what kind of a fuck the girl would be.

"Come on," she whispered, gently rubbing the big cock-bulge in the front of his pants. "Let's drive someplace where we can be alone."

No longer able to resist the adorable girl, Blane started the car and headed out of town. When they were in the country, he turned up a lane where he parked in a grove of trees. Getting out of the car, Tammy walked over to a fence and rested her arm on the top rail.

Watching the blonde as she stood with her back to him, Blane excitedly stared at the soft roundness of her ass and the bare flesh of her thighs under her short dress. She might be only a teen, but she looked like a wild fuck, and Blane decided there would be no harm in fucking her just once.

Unable to control his lust any longer, he walked over behind the, girl as she gazed out across the field. With his cock throbbing wildly in his pants, Blane put his arms around her waist and pulled her ass back against his cock-bulge. Moving his hands up, he cupped the girl's tits, gently squeezing her succulent tit flesh, feeling her nipples harden under the material of her dress.

Realizing the handsome man was ready for her adolescent body, she was getting hotter and wetter between her legs. Wanting to build up his excitement, Tammy squirmed back against his slightly moving loins as he continued caressing her warm tingling tits. Her breath was coming in jagged gasps and her nostrils were flaring with lust.

Aware that the girl was his to use as he pleased, Blane took the hem of her skirt and lifted the garment off over her head. Her belly was quivering as she excitedly ground her naked ass back against his hard cock-bulge. Once more cupping her lovely tits, he began tweaking her hard, nipples with his fingers.

"That feels good, doesn't it, darling?" he hotly whispered into her ear.

"Yes... yes, it does," she panted, almost weak from the delicious feelings that were invading her horny body. God, how she wanted her mother's handsome lover to fill her hotly aroused cunt with his big thick cock! She could still visualize his boner fucking in and out between her mom's legs, and the vivid memory was further exciting the teen.

Anxious to fuck the nymph, Blane lowered his zipper with a loud rasping sound. When she heard Blane's pants slide down, she excitedly rubbed the cheeks of her bare ass back against his naked cock. She was totally consumed by the powerful lust seething deep in her cunt.

Staring down, Blane could see the lush whiteness of her soft asscheeks.

"Tammy, I'm gonna fuck you hard and deep," he whispered into her ear as he massaged the pliant flesh of her ass, dipping his outstretched finger into her slippery pussy from behind. "I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

"Oh, yes," she whimpered, grinding her cunt back around his exploring finger. "That's what I want."

As he stood close behind her, Tammy could feel his hotly throbbing prick pressed tightly against the fleshy crack between her asscheeks, leaving a trail of slippery, sticky pre-cum against her quivering ass flesh. She could feel his big cockhead throbbing against the bare skin of her sweet ass, making her tingle with wanton lust. The thought of him fucking his nice thick boner into her dripping cunt from the rear seemed to arouse the horny girl even more.

"Okay, honey," he whispered to her as he guided the tip of his cock up between her juice slickened cuntlips. "Here it comes, darling all nice and hard."

Tammy held her breath, her body trembling with anticipation. She spread her feet a bit farther apart on the ground and, leaning on the top rail of the fence, she raised her ass to assist his entry. She could feel her steamy fuck-hole flower open and secrete a flood of hot juices around his probing cockhead. When he first pressed forward, the tentative nudge of his thick cock against the soft sensitive flesh of her open pussy sent shivers of joy racing through her loins. Then his thick prick slid smoothly up into her hot slick fuck-hole. His cock was soon completely buried in her warm clasping cunt.

The feel of his throbbing boner filling her pussy reduced the girl to nothing but a piece of naked inflamed flesh. The heavenly size of his hard-on was the most fantastic thing the horny girl had ever experienced. His gentle and loving entry hadn't given her the least bit of discomfort.

Thrilled by the feel of his big cock embedded in her pussy, Tammy began writhing her ass back, forcing his prick still deeper into her wildly aroused fuck-hole.

"Oh, Mr. Moffat," she passionately whispered, her eyes burning with lust. "Fuck me good, honey. Fuck me good!"

Listening with satisfaction to her whimpers of desire, Blane thrust forward, his huge prick spreading her soft pussy walls as his cock fucked back and forth in her juice-lathered cuntal sheath.

His bloated cock-knob was pounding mercilessly into the depths of her cunt. His huge balls were slapping noisily between her slippery thighs.

He was fucking brutally into her pussy, and Tammy tried to hold back the scream of anguish as she desperately clung to the top rail of the fence and stared across the field. Despite the mild pain his big cock was inflicting on her, she was enjoying it enough to keep slamming her ass back, forcing more of his prick between her unbelievably stretched cuntlips, trying to get even more of his rigid prick into her pussy.

"Fuck, honey, fuck!" she squealed back over her shoulder as her cunt began adjusting to the bigness of his cock. "I've never felt anything so fuckin' good!"

"I haven't either," he panted. "This has to be the hottest, tightest pussy in the world."

Again fucking savagely, he was fucking into her with long swooping plunges. His hard cock was tingling from the intense pleasure it was as receiving from her horny cunt slit.

"Oh, yes!" she squealed, biting into her folded arms. "Fuck me faster, honey! Oh, shit, that's good!"

She had wanted his thick hot prick in her cunt since that day when she'd seen him fucking her mother, and now that dream was a reality. The bigness of his cockshaft vibrating against the widely stretched walls of her passion-slickened pussy was pure ecstasy.

Blane was ramming his cock harder and deeper into her quivering pussy slit. The intense pleasure was almost too much for her to bear, but he continued his relentless fucking. His hairy loins were pounding against her smooth asscheeks as his massive cum-bloated balls slapped wetly between her inner thighs. Panting and gasping for breath, Blane was fucking his prick into her sweet pussy with increasing fervor.

"Oh, Mr. Moffat," she whimpered, feeling his huge cockhead pounding against her womb. "Keep fuckin', honey. Just keep fuckin'."

For a brief moment she felt nothing but numbness in her cunt, and then the wild pleasure began returning. Wild jolts of heavenly joy were filling her belly, the jolts becoming stronger and stronger until the wanton waves of pleasure were completely consuming her.

Tammy's ass was churning around his deeply lodged cock. Wild squeals of pleasure were coming from deep in her gasping throat. With her head lolling from side to side and her long blonde hair flying wildly around her face, the girl was squealing with delight as the handsome man fucked into her pussy from the rear. The way the underside of his stiff cockshaft had set up friction against her erect clit was driving her mad. The ceaseless way his big hard cock was pounding into her cunt was setting up a marvelous vibration. It was total joy to the sex-crazed girl as she rode his fucking cock to new heights of ecstasy.

Tammy had done a lot of wild fucking and sucking in the last few days, but this man's fantastic cock was awakening her to joy she had never attained before. It was total perversion to be fucked like an animal, yet the depravity of it added intense pleasure to the whole obscene act. Her big tits were jiggling and swaying heavily, her turgid nipples swollen as hard as rocks. He'd awakened something within her that had brought on this wild passion she had never felt before.

The attractive teenager was more aroused than she'd ever been in her life, and she was passionately responding.

"Fuck me Mr. Moffat! Fuck me!" she moaned, screwing her hotly dripping pussy back around his plunging cock. "Just fuck me deep and hard!"

"Don't worry, honey!" panted Blane, clutching her hips as he increased the tempo of his deep fuck-thrusts. "You're gonna know you've been fucked when I'm through with you."

Tammy's hips were swirling in circles, enhancing the feel of the hard cock being fucked into her hotly clasping fuck-hole. Each fuck-thrust felt better than the last as she lewdly rotated her scalding cunt back against him, trying to take more and more of his pleasure-giving prick deep into her wildly churning pussy.

Suddenly feeling his cum building up in his balls, Blane stopped all motion. Clutching her hips, he let his excited boner throb crazily in the hot softness of her tight cunt.

"Oh, Mr. Moffat!" she squealed with frustration. "Please don't stop! Please keep fucking me!"

Not wanting to shoot his cum-load until the girl had reached an orgasm, Blane just clung to her. His balls were aching to unleash a hot stream of jism into her sweet pussy, but he knew he had to hold back.

"Please keep fuckin', honey!" she sobbed, grinding her hot cunt slit around his motionless prick. "For shit's sake, start fuckin'!"

Pulling his cock out, he picked up the naked girl and carried her over to his car. Opening the front door, he lay Tammy back on the seat with her legs hanging out over the edge. Moving in between her thighs, the man fucked his cock up into her cunt again.

"Ooooooh, God!" whimpered the cock filled girl as his swift entry sent a surge of rapture burning through her loins. "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, sweet fucker!"

As he started slamming his cock in and out again, she was really getting it now, getting his big hard cock that she'd been yearning for since she first saw him fucking her mother. Tammy could tell how much the man was enjoying her body, and she knew that from now on she would have his wonderful prick anytime she wanted it. Thinking about all the wild fucking she would enjoy with him in the days ahead, she began wildly rotating her tight cunt back around the base of his deeply embedded prick. As the handsome man fucked and twisted his cock into her, his hand kneading the soft flesh of her sweet asscheeks, she was squeezing her hot passion slickened pussy tighter and tighter around his thick cockshaft.

Almost out of her mind from the burning passions flooding through her body, Tammy was crazily thrusting her cunt up to meet every fuck-thrust of his pounding prick. It was as if a string of firecrackers went off in her loins, the wildly spiraling sensations signaling the approach of a mind-blowing orgasm, an orgasm that would, consume her entire body and mind with rapture and bliss. This was going to be the kind of climax she had always dreamed about -- and it was only a few breathless moments away.

The wild anticipation of it caused the girl to slam her loins up, meeting his fuck-plunges with her own perfectly timed fuck-thrusts.

"Oh, Mr. Moffat," she sobbed. "I'm gonna come, honey... gonna come... gonna come!"

With her cries ringing in his ears, Blane could no longer hold back. As he drilled and rooted his cock into her cunt with maniacal force, a hot stream of cum gushed out of his cockhead. His hard throbbing boner continued shooting the thick hot cock juices into her, filling her cunt to overflowing with his slippery cum.

Feeling the wonderful sensation of his hot spurting cum splattering all over her cunt walls, Tammy exploded into a wild orgasm that she would remember for the rest of her life. With his big strong body humping into her like a wild stallion, the intense rapture of her climax seemed to increase dramatically.

"That's it, honey!" she screamed, holding him tightly in her arms. "Fill me, honey! Keep creaming me! I'm still coming... coming!"

by TombRomance

These are a series of One-shots I'll be making when writers block occurs. It has many fandoms and many subjects, Please Enjoy.

Words: 1756, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

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Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Relationships: Jon Snow/Original Character, Robb Stark/Original Character, Jamie Lannister/Original Character, Daenerys Targaryen/Original Character, Melisandre/Original Character, Margaeru Turell/Original Character, Ramsay Bolton/Original Character, Oberyn Martell/Original Character, Jojen Reed/Original Character, Podrick Payne/Original Character, Jim Gordon/Original Character, Edward Nygma/Original Character, Victor Zsasz/Original Character, Jerome Valeska/Original Character, Barbra Keen/Original Character, Tabitha Galavan/Original Character, Bruce Wayne/Original Character, Alfred Pennyworth/Original Character, Sherlock Holms/Original Character, John Watson/Original Character, Raylan Givens/Original Character, Boyd Crowder/Original Character, Tim Gutterson/original character, Charles “Trip” Tucker III/Original Character, Travis Mayweather/Original character, Hoshi Sado/Original character, Ensign Tanner/Original Character, Dr. Phlox/Original Character, James T Kirk/Original Character, Leonard McCoy/Original Character, Spock/Original Character, Pavel Chekov/Original Character, Data/Original Character, Wesley Crusher/Original Character, William Riker/Original Character, Tasha Yar/Original Character, Deanna Troi/Original Character, Jadzia Dax/Original Character, Julian Bashir/Original Character, Gul Dukat/Original Character, Weyoun/Original Character, Seven of Nine/Original Character, Harry Kim/Original Character, Icheb/Original Character, Annie Sawyer/Original Character, John Mitchell/Original Character, Jonas Blane/Original Character, Bob Brown/Original character, Hector Williams/Original Character, Dean Winchester/Original Character. Castiel/Original Character, Queen Mary Stuart/Original character, Greer Noorwood/Original character, Sebastian “Bash” de Poitiers/Original Character, Angel/Original Character, Spike/Original Character, Cordelia/Original character, Shane Walsh/Original Character, Daryl Dixon/Original Character, Rosita Espinosa/Original character, Negan/original character, Paul “Jesus” Monroe/Original Character, Nick Clark/Original Character, Alicia Clark/Original Character, Chris Manawa/Original Character, Jake Otto/Original Character, Troy Otto/Original Character, Sunny/Original Character, Tilda/Original character, The Widow/Original Character, Quinn/Original Character, Waldo/Original Character, Tate Langdon/Original Character, Dr. Oliver Thredson/Original Character, Kit Walker/Original Character, Mary Eunice McKee/Original Character, Kyle Spencer/Original Character, Misty Day/Original Character, Jimmy Darling/Original Character, Dandy Mott/original character, Mr. March/Original Character, Donovan/Original Character, Rory Monahan/Original Character, Edward Mott/Original Character, Kelly Severide/Original Character, Gabriel Dawson/Original Character, Brian “Otis” Zvonecek/Original Character, Peter Mills/Original character, Antonio Dawson/Original Character, Jimmy Borelli/Original Character, Dr. Connor Rhodes/Original Character, Dr.Ethan Choi/Original Character, Dr. William Halstead/Original Character, Sarah Reese/Original Character, Maggie Lockwood/Original Character, Jeff Clarke/Original Character, Malcom Reynolds/Original Character, Kaylee Frye/Original Character, Inara Serra/Original Character, Jayne Cobb/Original Character, Simon Tam/Original character, Zoe/Original Character, 10k/Original Character, Sergio Balleseros/Original Character, Dr. Sarah Jordan/Original Character, Dr. Hiroshi Hataka/Original Character, Dr. Kyle Sommer/Original Character, Scythe/Original Character, Dr. Kato/Original character, Barry “Flash” Allen/Original Character, Leonard “Captain Cold” Snart/Original Character, Harrison “Reverse Flash” Wells/Original Character, Harry Wells/Original Character, Mick “Heatwave” Rory/Original Character, Rip Hunter/Original Character, Felicity Smoak/Original Character, Oliver “Arrow” Queen/Original Character, Roy “Arsenal” Harper/Original Character, John Diggle/Original Character, Tommy Merlyn/Original Character, Slade “Death Stroke” Wilson/Original Character, Malcom Merlyn/Original Character, Thea “Speedy” Queen/Original Character, Ravi Chakrabarti/Original Character, Clive Babineaux/Original character, Sydney Chambers/Original Character, Norman Bates/Original Series, Dylan Massett/Original Character, Alex Romero/Original Character, Ethan Chang/Original Character, Zack Shellby/Original Character, Jake Riley/Original Character, Victor Cannerts/Original Character, Martin Riggs/Original Character, Jamie Fraser/Original Character, Mark Reynold/Original Character, Crixus/Original Character, Nick Amaro/Original Character, Rafael Barba/Original Character, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi/Original Character, Jesse Custer/Original Character, Proinsias Cassidy/Original Character, Eugene Root/Original Character, John “Thunderbird” Proudstar/Original Character, Clarice “Blink” Fong/Original Character, Marcos “Eclipse” Diez/Original Character, Capt. Ed Mercer/Original Character, Lt. Alara Kitan/Original Character, Lt. John Lamar/Original Character, Newt Scamander/Original Character, Thranduil/Original Character, Bard/Original Character, Fíli/Original Character, Kíli/Original Character, Legolas/Original Character, Boromir/Original Character, Tony “Iron Man” Stark/Original Character, Steven “Captain America” Rodgers/Original Character, Thor/Original Characters, Clinton “Hawkeye” Barton/Original Character, Natasha “Black Widow” Romanoff/Original Character, Pietro “Quicksilver” Maximoff/Original Character, Wanda “Scarlet Witch” Maximoff/Original Character, Loki/Original Character, Vision/Original Character, Black Panther/Original Character, Bruce “Batman” Wayne/Original character, Clark “Superman” Kent/Original Character, Diana “Wonder Woman” Prince/Original Character, Richard “Dick” Grayson/Original Character, Tim Drake/Original Character, Jason Todd/Original Character, Damian Wayne/Original Character, Joker/Original Character, Dr. Stephen Strange/Original Character, Mordo/Original Character, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson/Original Character, Newt/Original Character, Minho/Original Character, Thomas/Original Character, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Original Character, Darth Maul/Original Character, Kylo Ren/Original Character, phasma/original character, Armitage Hux/Original Character, Poe Dameron/Original Character, Peter Quill/Original Character, Owen Grady/Original Character, David 8/Original Character, Richard B. Riddick/Original Character, Johns/Original character, Vaako/Original Character, Gary “Eggsy” Unwin/Original Character, Asstinos/Original Character, Gorgo/Original Character, Leonidas/Original Character, Draco Malfoy/Original Character, Charlie Weasely/Original Character, Oliver Wood/Original Character, Albert Wesker/Original Character, Chris Redfield/Original Character, Leon S. Kennedy/Original Character, Hypatia/Original character, Orestes/Original Character, Davus/Original Character, Bumblebee/Original Character, Optimus Prime/Original Character, Hound/Original Character, Enoch O’Connor/Original Character, Alma Peregrine/Original Character, Charles “Professor X” Xavier/Original Character, Ororo “Storm” Iqadi/Original Character, Piotr “Colossi” Nikolaievitch Rasputin/Original character, Remy “Gambit” LeBeau/Original character, James “Warpath” Proudstar/Original Character, Regan “Lady Mastermind” Wyngarde, Neena “Domino” Therman/Original character, Erik Lehnsherr/Original Character, Tobias "Four" Eaton/Original Character, Eric/Original Character, Kai Parker/Original Character

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Literary One-shots

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by TombRomance

These are a series of One-shots I'll be making when writers block occurs. It has many fandoms and many subjects, Please Enjoy.

Words: 1756, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), Gotham (TV), Sherlock (TV), Justified, Star Trek: Enterprise, Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Star Trek: Voyager, Being Human (UK), The Unit (US TV), Supernatural, Reign (TV), Angel: the Series, The Walking Dead (TV), Fear the Walking Dead (TV), Into the Badlands (TV), American Horror Story: Murder House, American Horror Story: Asylum, American Horror Story: Coven, American Horror Story: Freak Show, American Horror Story: Hotel, American Horror Story: Roanoke, American Horror Story: Cult, Chicago Fire, Chicago Med, Firefly, Z-Nation, Helix, The Flash (TV 2014), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV), Arrow (TV 2012), iZombie (TV), Grantchester (TV), Bates Motel (2013), Containment (TV), Lethal Weapon (TV), Outlander (TV), Terra Nova (TV), Spartacus: Vengeance, Spartacus: War of the Damned, Spartacus: Blood and Sand, Spartacus: Gods of the Arena, Law and Order: SVU, Preacher (TV), The Orville (TV), The Gifted (TV 2017), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Deadpool - All Media Types, The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Jurassic World (2015), Prometheus - Fandom, The Chronicles of Riddick Series, Kingsmen - Fandom, 300 (2006) RPF, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Resident Evil - All Media Types, Agora (2009), Transformers - All Media Types, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (2016), X-Men - All Media Types, The Vampire Diaries (TV), The L Word, Divergent Series - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Relationships: Jon Snow/Original Character, Robb Stark/Original Character, Jamie Lannister/Original Character, Daenerys Targaryen/Original Character, Melisandre/Original Character, Margaeru Turell/Original Character, Ramsay Bolton/Original Character, Oberyn Martell/Original Character, Jojen Reed/Original Character, Podrick Payne/Original Character, Jim Gordon/Original Character, Edward Nygma/Original Character, Victor Zsasz/Original Character, Jerome Valeska/Original Character, Barbra Keen/Original Character, Tabitha Galavan/Original Character, Bruce Wayne/Original Character, Alfred Pennyworth/Original Character, Sherlock Holms/Original Character, John Watson/Original Character, Raylan Givens/Original Character, Boyd Crowder/Original Character, Tim Gutterson/original character, Charles “Trip” Tucker III/Original Character, Travis Mayweather/Original character, Hoshi Sado/Original character, Ensign Tanner/Original Character, Dr. Phlox/Original Character, James T Kirk/Original Character, Leonard McCoy/Original Character, Spock/Original Character, Pavel Chekov/Original Character, Data/Original Character, Wesley Crusher/Original Character, William Riker/Original Character, Tasha Yar/Original Character, Deanna Troi/Original Character, Jadzia Dax/Original Character, Julian Bashir/Original Character, Gul Dukat/Original Character, Weyoun/Original Character, Seven of Nine/Original Character, Harry Kim/Original Character, Icheb/Original Character, Annie Sawyer/Original Character, John Mitchell/Original Character, Jonas Blane/Original Character, Bob Brown/Original character, Hector Williams/Original Character, Dean Winchester/Original Character. Castiel/Original Character, Queen Mary Stuart/Original character, Greer Noorwood/Original character, Sebastian “Bash” de Poitiers/Original Character, Angel/Original Character, Spike/Original Character, Cordelia/Original character, Shane Walsh/Original Character, Daryl Dixon/Original Character, Rosita Espinosa/Original character, Negan/original character, Paul “Jesus” Monroe/Original Character, Nick Clark/Original Character, Alicia Clark/Original Character, Chris Manawa/Original Character, Jake Otto/Original Character, Troy Otto/Original Character, Sunny/Original Character, Tilda/Original character, The Widow/Original Character, Quinn/Original Character, Waldo/Original Character, Tate Langdon/Original Character, Dr. Oliver Thredson/Original Character, Kit Walker/Original Character, Mary Eunice McKee/Original Character, Kyle Spencer/Original Character, Misty Day/Original Character, Jimmy Darling/Original Character, Dandy Mott/original character, Mr. March/Original Character, Donovan/Original Character, Rory Monahan/Original Character, Edward Mott/Original Character, Kelly Severide/Original Character, Gabriel Dawson/Original Character, Brian “Otis” Zvonecek/Original Character, Peter Mills/Original character, Antonio Dawson/Original Character, Jimmy Borelli/Original Character, Dr. Connor Rhodes/Original Character, Dr.Ethan Choi/Original Character, Dr. William Halstead/Original Character, Sarah Reese/Original Character, Maggie Lockwood/Original Character, Jeff Clarke/Original Character, Malcom Reynolds/Original Character, Kaylee Frye/Original Character, Inara Serra/Original Character, Jayne Cobb/Original Character, Simon Tam/Original character, Zoe/Original Character, 10k/Original Character, Sergio Balleseros/Original Character, Dr. Sarah Jordan/Original Character, Dr. Hiroshi Hataka/Original Character, Dr. Kyle Sommer/Original Character, Scythe/Original Character, Dr. Kato/Original character, Barry “Flash” Allen/Original Character, Leonard “Captain Cold” Snart/Original Character, Harrison “Reverse Flash” Wells/Original Character, Harry Wells/Original Character, Mick “Heatwave” Rory/Original Character, Rip Hunter/Original Character, Felicity Smoak/Original Character, Oliver “Arrow” Queen/Original Character, Roy “Arsenal” Harper/Original Character, John Diggle/Original Character, Tommy Merlyn/Original Character, Slade “Death Stroke” Wilson/Original Character, Malcom Merlyn/Original Character, Thea “Speedy” Queen/Original Character, Ravi Chakrabarti/Original Character, Clive Babineaux/Original character, Sydney Chambers/Original Character, Norman Bates/Original Series, Dylan Massett/Original Character, Alex Romero/Original Character, Ethan Chang/Original Character, Zack Shellby/Original Character, Jake Riley/Original Character, Victor Cannerts/Original Character, Martin Riggs/Original Character, Jamie Fraser/Original Character, Mark Reynold/Original Character, Crixus/Original Character, Nick Amaro/Original Character, Rafael Barba/Original Character, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi/Original Character, Jesse Custer/Original Character, Proinsias Cassidy/Original Character, Eugene Root/Original Character, John “Thunderbird” Proudstar/Original Character, Clarice “Blink” Fong/Original Character, Marcos “Eclipse” Diez/Original Character, Capt. Ed Mercer/Original Character, Lt. Alara Kitan/Original Character, Lt. John Lamar/Original Character, Newt Scamander/Original Character, Thranduil/Original Character, Bard/Original Character, Fíli/Original Character, Kíli/Original Character, Legolas/Original Character, Boromir/Original Character, Tony “Iron Man” Stark/Original Character, Steven “Captain America” Rodgers/Original Character, Thor/Original Characters, Clinton “Hawkeye” Barton/Original Character, Natasha “Black Widow” Romanoff/Original Character, Pietro “Quicksilver” Maximoff/Original Character, Wanda “Scarlet Witch” Maximoff/Original Character, Loki/Original Character, Vision/Original Character, Black Panther/Original Character, Bruce “Batman” Wayne/Original character, Clark “Superman” Kent/Original Character, Diana “Wonder Woman” Prince/Original Character, Richard “Dick” Grayson/Original Character, Tim Drake/Original Character, Jason Todd/Original Character, Damian Wayne/Original Character, Joker/Original Character, Dr. Stephen Strange/Original Character, Mordo/Original Character, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson/Original Character, Newt/Original Character, Minho/Original Character, Thomas/Original Character, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Original Character, Darth Maul/Original Character, Kylo Ren/Original Character, phasma/original character, Armitage Hux/Original Character, Poe Dameron/Original Character, Peter Quill/Original Character, Owen Grady/Original Character, David 8/Original Character, Richard B. Riddick/Original Character, Johns/Original character, Vaako/Original Character, Gary “Eggsy” Unwin/Original Character, Asstinos/Original Character, Gorgo/Original Character, Leonidas/Original Character, Draco Malfoy/Original Character, Charlie Weasely/Original Character, Oliver Wood/Original Character, Albert Wesker/Original Character, Chris Redfield/Original Character, Leon S. Kennedy/Original Character, Hypatia/Original character, Orestes/Original Character, Davus/Original Character, Bumblebee/Original Character, Optimus Prime/Original Character, Hound/Original Character, Enoch O’Connor/Original Character, Alma Peregrine/Original Character, Charles “Professor X” Xavier/Original Character, Ororo “Storm” Iqadi/Original Character, Piotr “Colossi” Nikolaievitch Rasputin/Original character, Remy “Gambit” LeBeau/Original character, James “Warpath” Proudstar/Original Character, Regan “Lady Mastermind” Wyngarde, Neena “Domino” Therman/Original character, Erik Lehnsherr/Original Character, Tobias "Four" Eaton/Original Character, Eric/Original Character, Kai Parker/Original Character

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Obamacare: Corporate socialism's evil spawn

Image Credit: Tim Pierce CC by 2.0

“Socialized medicine is the keystone to the arch of the Socialized State.” – Vladimir Lenin

The Social Transformation of American Medicine, by sociologist Paul Starr depicts the rise of our sovereign medical profession and how it became such a vast enterprise. He claims the autonomy of our medical professionals has been responsible for its evolution. He establishes their role as unique in our society and details how they used private capital to do this. Starr, a liberal activist in healthcare circles, admits government contributed moderately in developing the world’s greatest healthcare industry. But he cautioned, to maintain it, it would take corporate control of healthcare under government supervision to maintain it as the need for increased services became necessary in the future.

“Some feel the only way to survive is to sell out to establishment politics.” – Jeri Keys

Transforming our free-market medical industry into a socialized nightmare came with the passage of Obamacare in 2009. When Obama led his “hit-squad” to the torture chamber that Christmas Eve, he had secured deals with corporations and special interest groups like AARP, the AMA and insurance companies. With the stroke of a pen he turned Dr. Jekyll into Mr. Hide. His hocus pocus pulled off the most dastardly hat trick in American medical history. Like Dr. Jekyll, he convinced major players they would reap big profits with federal mandates to buy products from them. But like Mr. Hide, he deceptively fooled Americans while embellishing corporate conglomerates the real benefactors.

“It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.” – Robert Louis Stevenson

Obama knew he could not sell socialized medicine in a country built on a free market. He cleverly skewed his sales pitch claiming his magical healthcare elixir of federal pixie dust was the panacea. He rallied select target industry players to endorse his plan. Then he could take small incremental steps at “reforms,” regulations and mandates that would eventually lead to rationing services and coverage. This would allow government to ration medical care and liability by consolidating free-market medicine under corporate banners. His corporate comrades would love this since they’d be off the hook providing health benefits and send employees off to Obama exchanges. Obama gave them a double dose of Kool-Aid.

“Yes, you can fool some of the people all of the time.” – Al Thorn

Walter Scott said; “O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive!” Only a few years later people are waiting for the unicorns at their doorsteps to tote them off to local healthcare resorts, where mythical Tinkerbell wizards will cure them with magic wands. They’ll be waiting till the “12th of Never.” Instead of increasing access to services, ObamaScare limited their choices in the free market. Now the feds are dictating the coverage we must buy, and what insurance must cover, and every doctor must write a thesis to justify this. What happened to the free market? If everyone sells the same product and they know you must buy it, they will just kick back and wait for the phone to ring.

“A monopoly renders people complacent with mediocrity.” – Neil Parcey

To progressives, freedom means their right to usurp our God-given rights so they can exploit the vulnerability of the public. When their dream of socialized medicine forced our trusted PCPs to abandon their practices and join corporations, this was a perilous blow to all Americans. When the public saw them fall, one by one, they envisioned Obama’s ultimate goal was a single-payer type healthcare system. When all individual medical providers ultimately disappear and are absorbed into HMO’s conglomerates, they will administer healthcare under government jurisprudence. One Obama spokesman said, “We can no longer pay for healthcare under the current PPO model. We must phase out all fee-for-service care for us to survive. We’ll pay doctors a finite amount to take care of a defined population, within our parameters, not theirs.” Even communist Karl Marx realized the importance of our personal care physicians: “Medicine heals doubts as well as diseases.”

As America watched their healthcare system erode under the rubric of mandated insurance, they rebelled. The next general election they replaced most of the progressives that had ganged up on them and stole their free market health care. This new group of Congressmen promised to dump Obamacare in favor of a legitimate free market system to assist in providing healthcare for all. But these promises went the way of the corset. And we have been re-electing them as our insurance premiums go through the roof! Although the House voted to defend Obamacare four times since then, nobody has come up with an alternative plan.

“Sometimes is takes intuitive thinking to come up with a plan that really works. That is something Congress is incapable of doing.”

– Theo Blane

One of the key ingredients of President Donald Trump’s campaign whistle stomping was to repeal the dreaded ObamaScare Americans despised more than a trip to the dentist to get a tooth pulled.

He talked a good talk and the people listened, and he had grandiose solutions that would make everyone happy. His plan would reduce premiums and provide assistance for those in need, and not arm wrestle anyone into buying something they didn’t want. He wanted to reduce the work our doctors did for the government so they could work more for us. This sounded great until Congress stepped in, and fooled with his proposal to appease their favorite sons. By the time they got done detonating his bill, it was just another Obamcare in disguise.

“Whenever everyone puts their two cents in, you end up with a bank filled with depositors who get little or no return.” – Roy Small

There is no question, Obamacare will soon self-destruct. And the Trump administration along with the Republican Congress is faced with a crisis when it bites the dust. Most of the co-ops are gone. A large portion of the exchanges have only one plan to choose from. Money earmarked to shore up insurance companies has dried up. All attempts to secure funds to support Obamacare have been challenged in court. Although our economy, our medical system and our patients must be freed from the grip of this monster, if Congress can’t fix it now, maybe they should just watch it implode. Then they will be forced to prudently address real free market healthcare reform.

“Underlying most arguments against the free market is a lack of belief in freedom itself.” – Milton Friedman

It is the essence of pragmatism to acknowledge ObamaCare is not working. From its inception, too many ingredients of Obamacare were consolation prizes to Democrats, insurance companies and big corporations. We cannot “tweak” or reform Obamacare, we need to wait for it to self destruct so liberal Americans who thought they were getting the deal of a lifetime understand that free market healthcare is the only real deal of them and our doctors. In America, nobody is denied medical care at a trauma center or a county hospital. And there are many state and federal programs to assist all those in need.

“Socialized medicine is the keystone to the arch of the Socialized State.”

– Vladimir Lenin

The Social Transformation of American Medicine, by sociologist Paul Starr depicts the rise of our sovereign medical profession and how it became such a vast enterprise. He claims the autonomy of our medical professionals has been responsible for its evolution. He establishes their role as unique in our society and details how they used private capital to do this. Starr, a liberal activist in healthcare circles, admits government contributed moderately in developing the world’s greatest healthcare industry. But he cautioned, to maintain it, it would take corporate control of healthcare under government supervision to maintain it as the need for increased services became necessary in the future.

“Some feel the only way to survive is to sell out to establishment politics.”

– Jeri Keys

Transforming our free-market medical industry into a socialized nightmare came with the passage of Obamacare in 2009. When Obama led his “hit-squad” to the torture chamber that Christmas Eve, he had secured deals with corporations and special interest groups like AARP, the AMA and insurance companies. With the stroke of a pen he turned Dr. Jekyll into Mr. Hide. His hocus pocus pulled off the most dastardly hat trick in American medical history. Like Dr. Jekyll, he convinced major players they would reap big profits with federal mandates to buy products from them. But like Mr. Hide, he deceptively fooled Americans while embellishing corporate conglomerates the real benefactors.

“It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.”

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– Robert Louis Stevenson

Obama knew he could not sell socialized medicine in a country built on a free market. He cleverly skewed his sales pitch claiming his magical healthcare elixir of federal pixie dust was the panacea. He rallied select target industry players to endorse his plan. Then he could take small incremental steps at “reforms,” regulations and mandates that would eventually lead to rationing services and coverage. This would allow government to ration medical care and liability by consolidating free-market medicine under corporate banners. His corporate comrades would love this since they’d be off the hook providing health benefits and send employees off to Obama exchanges. Obama gave them a double dose of Kool-Aid.

“Yes, you can fool some of the people all of the time.”

– Al Thorn

Walter Scott said; “O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive!” Only a few years later people are waiting for the unicorns at their doorsteps to tote them off to local healthcare resorts, where mythical Tinkerbell wizards will cure them with magic wands. They’ll be waiting till the “12th of Never.” Instead of increasing access to services, ObamaScare limited their choices in the free market. Now the feds are dictating the coverage we must buy, and what insurance must cover, and every doctor must write a thesis to justify this. What happened to the free market? If everyone sells the same product and they know you must buy it, they will just kick back and wait for the phone to ring.

“A monopoly renders people complacent with mediocrity.”

– Neil Parcey

To progressives, freedom means their right to usurp our God-given rights so they can exploit the vulnerability of the public. When their dream of socialized medicine forced our trusted PCPs to abandon their practices and join corporations, this was a perilous blow to all Americans. When the public saw them fall, one by one, they envisioned Obama’s ultimate goal was a single-payer type healthcare system. When all individual medical providers ultimately disappear and are absorbed into HMO’s conglomerates, they will administer healthcare under government jurisprudence. One Obama spokesman said, “We can no longer pay for healthcare under the current PPO model. We must phase out all fee-for-service care for us to survive. We’ll pay doctors a finite amount to take care of a defined population, within our parameters, not theirs.” Even communist Karl Marx realized the importance of our personal care physicians: “Medicine heals doubts as well as diseases.”

As America watched their healthcare system erode under the rubric of mandated insurance, they rebelled. The next general election they replaced most of the progressives that had ganged up on them and stole their free market health care. This new group of Congressmen promised to dump Obamacare in favor of a legitimate free market system to assist in providing healthcare for all. But these promises went the way of the corset. And we have been re-electing them as our insurance premiums go through the roof! Although the House voted to defend Obamacare four times since then, nobody has come up with an alternative plan.

“Sometimes is takes intuitive thinking to come up with a plan that really works. That is something Congress is incapable of doing.”

– Theo Blane

One of the key ingredients of President Donald Trump’s campaign whistle stomping was to repeal the dreaded ObamaScare Americans despised more than a trip to the dentist to get a tooth pulled.

He talked a good talk and the people listened, and he had grandiose solutions that would make everyone happy. His plan would reduce premiums and provide assistance for those in need, and not arm wrestle anyone into buying something they didn’t want. He wanted to reduce the work our doctors did for the government so they could work more for us. This sounded great until Congress stepped in, and fooled with his proposal to appease their favorite sons. By the time they got done detonating his bill, it was just another Obamcare in disguise.

“Whenever everyone puts their two cents in, you end up with a bank filled with depositors who get little or no return.”

– Roy Small

There is no question, Obamacare will soon self-destruct. And the Trump administration along with the Republican Congress is faced with a crisis when it bites the dust. Most of the co-ops are gone. A large portion of the exchanges have only one plan to choose from. Money earmarked to shore up insurance companies has dried up. All attempts to secure funds to support Obamacare have been challenged in court. Although our economy, our medical system and our patients must be freed from the grip of this monster, if Congress can’t fix it now, maybe they should just watch it implode. Then they will be forced to prudently address real free market healthcare reform.

“Underlying most arguments against the free market is a lack of belief in freedom itself.”

– Milton Friedman

It is the essence of pragmatism to acknowledge ObamaCare is not working. From its inception, too many ingredients of Obamacare were consolation prizes to Democrats, insurance companies and big corporations. We cannot “tweak” or reform Obamacare, we need to wait for it to self destruct so liberal Americans who thought they were getting the deal of a lifetime understand that free market healthcare is the only real deal of them and our doctors. In America, nobody is denied medical care at a trauma center or a county hospital. And there are many state and federal programs to assist all those in need.

“Some people need a hand up for help but too many want a hand out.”

– Jill Provo

If we wait long enough, Obamacare will collapse. It’s a fact Obamacare is bankrupting the nation with disastrous consequences.  It is suicidal. But if that is the only way we can open up health care to more competition outside of federal mother-henning we must watch this happen. Healthcare is not a government responsibility. Each of us is responsible to buy our own. Let’s hope sanity prevails, before more doctors go belly up. Congress must repeal ObamaCare for the good of all. If you recall, Karl Marx said, “First you socialize medicine and everything else follows like night follows day.”

  If we wait long enough, Obamacare will collapse. It’s a fact Obamacare is bankrupting the nation with disastrous consequences.  It is suicidal. But if that is the only way we can open up health care to more competition outside of federal mother-henning we must watch this happen. Healthcare is not a government responsibility. Each of us is responsible to buy our own. Let’s hope sanity prevails, before more doctors go belly up. Congress must repeal ObamaCare for the good of all. If you recall, Karl Marx said, “First you socialize medicine and everything else follows like night follows day.”

By William Haupt III  | From Watchdog.org.

http://watchdog.org/294651/haupt-obamacare-corporate-americas-stepchild/

Paddy Jackson and Stuart Olding not guilty of rape

Paddy Jackson and Stuart Olding not guilty of rape

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Paddy Jackson and Stuart Olding not guilty of rape

Paddy Jackson and Stuart Olding not guilty of rape

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Image caption Both Stuart Olding and Paddy Jackson were found not guilty in unanimous verdicts

Ireland and Ulster rugby players Paddy Jackson and Stuart Olding have been cleared of rape.

They both deny raping the same woman in Mr Jackson’s house in the early hours of 28 June 2016.

Blane McIlroy, who was…

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