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The Magic of Presence
Seth drove the car like a wild man, racing up and down streets and through alleys trying to lose the car that was following us. Tires were screeching and I was being thrown back and forth in the seat even though the seat belt was tight. How he stayed behind the wheel, I'll never know. But, it was incredible just watching him, spin the wheel, the car making sounds of tires screeching and where the fuck were the cops? Probably sitting at a donut shop or something, right? Figures!
I couldn't believe what was happening, Seth spinning the wheel, looking in the rearview, him being so calm and cool, it was like being in a scene from Fast and Furious or something, the only thing missing was a helicopter and guns going off! Seth spun the wheel and turned down an alley and zigzagged through trash cans and small dumpsters never once hitting anything! I looked back over the seat and saw the dipshit behind us taking out cans, sending them into the air, covering his windshield with garbage and shit and then he hit this small dumpster and bounced off and hit the back of some building stopping him cold, Seth saw it in the rearview and hooked left through another alley and out onto the street. He drove through town, weaving in and out of traffic, missing little old ladies and everything else and I was looking back now and then, scared shitless, but also thought it was way fucking hot the way he handled it all.
We made it out of town and headed and finally got on the 87 headed north, he didn't say much, and I thought I should stay quiet as well, but I had so many questions, and kept looking over at him, and he was just so hot just sitting there in the driver's seat driving along, looking behind us from time to time, keeping up with traffic that was on the freeway. I so wanted him right now, but I was also so freaked out by what had happened, I was still trying to get my head around it. I decided to just try and relax. I settled into the soft seat, working my bruised back a little, and closed my eyes for a few minutes.
I felt like we were slowing down, and I opened my eyes, seeing a stop light. Seth slowed for it and pulled up to the line, still looking behind us. I looked over at him and then behind us as well. Nothing, then the light turned green, he started across the intersection and I looked around not knowing where we were.
"Where are we?" I asked softly.
"Coming in to Saratoga Springs." Seth said as he looked over at me. "You slept for a while, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I took a deep breath in, and then slowly let it out. "What are we doing here?"
"I need to see someone about a place to stay for us."
"Really? Here in town?"
"No, I had something else in mind." Seth said.
"Plan B...right." I said as I looked out the side window. Seth turned into a gas station and pulled up at the pumps and parked. I looked at him.
"Maybe you want to get out and stretch. We've got a ways to go yet, and we need to get some supplies too."
"No, at a regular store." He smiled that even smile of his at me. I gave him one back but made it short. He went and slid a card at the pump and then started to gas the car up. I got out and went inside and found the bathroom and used it. I came back out and was looking around, I guess I was getting paranoid cause all I was seeing were guys in suits everywhere, but there really weren't any. UGH! This was driving me crazy, worse than any 'sniffer' shit I'd ever dealt with. I bought a couple of waters and went back to the car, showing him that one of them was for him, he gave me that look again, from the other night at dinner, I rolled my eyes and got back in the car.
He got in and started the car and we drove into town, he turned right on some main street and we drove for a couple of minutes and then he turned left and went up this little street that was tree covered, I looked at all the houses, most were small things, but a few were big, and then we pulled into driveway of one. Seth parked the car, telling me he'd be right back and to stay put. He went up to the door and rang the bell. An older man, in shorts and a tight tee came to the door, he shook hands with Seth and they talked. The guy was rather good looking for an older man, greying hair, at the temples, salt and pepper for the rest, and he looked to be in really good shape from where I sat. He kept looking toward me and the car, and Seth pointed back a couple of times. The man walked back into the house, and Seth looked my way, and then back toward the house as the man came back to the door, handing something to Seth, I wasn't sure what it was, and they shook hands again. Seth turned and walked back to the car, in his smooth graceful glide. He opened the car door and got in, the man was still there at the door.
"Kiss me." Seth said quietly.
"Kiss me. Make it look good." Seth said quietly, and I leaned over, and we came together, giving him a good soft kiss for a long minute. The man turned and went back inside the house, and Seth slowly pulled back from me, with that even smile of his. I opened my eyes slowly, seeing Seth. "That was nice."
"Yeah, it was. But I'm still confused."
"I know. When we get there, I'll explain everything to you and answer all your questions."
"I guess that will have to do then." I said as I sat back over. "So, where now?"
"We get supplies, to last a while, and then we go and lay low."
"For how long?"
"I'm not sure. I wish I knew."
"Me too." I said as Seth started the car and backed out of the driveway. I stared out the window as he drove. We stopped at this grocery store and practically filled a shopping cart, supplies for a while? It looked like for a fucking year...at least. I saw us getting several looks from various people in the store, mostly women, and we got rang up and Seth paid with a card. I wonder. We went back to the car and loaded everything and left the parking lot, Seth drove out of town and headed north again on the 87. I'm not a good passenger as riding makes me sleepy, and I guess I did, fall asleep. The next thing I knew, we were driving slowly down this dirt road through trees and bushes, crossing a creek on an old wooden bridge and then went around this bend and pulled up to this little tiny cabin in the woods. It was all boarded up with shutters. Seth got out and so did I. I looked over at him and he gave me that even smile of his, and went up and produced a set of keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the door and opened it. I walked up on the porch and slowly looked inside.
Now, I'm a city kinda guy, and have been never been big for roughing it or camping or any of that. I looked around without going in, seeing all the open beams and the roughness of it all, and there was a big stone fireplace over against the one wall. Yeah, it did have windows, but they were shuttered up. There looked like a bathroom back in the corner, and there was a kitchen, that was open, and a big leather looking couch, and a big chair, and there was a bed, it looked like a queen to me, and I guess I had a scowl on my face, as he walked over to me at the door.
"No room at the Ramada, huh?" I asked. He just looked at me, but didn't say anything at all, just walked on by out to the car. He started to unload it of the 'supplies' that he bought in town. I sighed and went to help unload. We set things either on the what counter there was, or on the floor or the little table in the open kitchen. The kitchen had a fridge and when I opened the door, it was warm inside. He came over and adjusted the temperature and went back out to the car. He came back in with more bags.
"Please tell me that you can cook, as well as drive like a pro, and fight like a champ." I said. He gave me that even smile again, and I was just about done with it, with all of it, and I just stood there, and crossed my arms over my chest as he carried in my bags, setting them on the bed. He saw the look on my face and came over.
"Why don't we put this stuff away, and we can have a talk?" Seth asked, looking at me. I didn't move. "Okay, I guess I'll put the stuff away, and you can watch." He said, knowing that I was pissed. He didn't miss a beat. After watching him unload a few bags, I walked out the front door and took a look around outside. I hated it, hated it all, I mean it was really pretty here, the birds singing, the breeze blowing through the trees, I could hear water running and knew there was a creek or something nearby, but couldn't see it from here on the dirt road. UGH! This was so fucking frustrating! I wanted to talk to Seth, needed to talk to him, but with all this shit, I knew what was going to end up happening, and it would be bad, I was going to end up in some fucking test tube, I knew it! I turned and looked at the cabin and sighed heavily. I dropped my head and walked back in, seeing him in the kitchen still putting things away, alright, if this is the way it's going to be...
I walked up behind him and grabbed a bag off the floor and started helping him. Seth kept giving me side glances as we worked around each other, taking the empty bags and putting them all into one as we went. He was being quiet and being this close to him was actually making me feel better about the situation. After a few minutes, we were done with the supplies. We went to the bed and I took my bags and set them on the floor, I check the bed and it felt great, soft and so comfortable. I knew I would sleep good tonight. I had my back to him as I was going through my duffels getting my toothbrush and paste out to take them into the bathroom, and I turned around and my eyes went wide. He stood there next to the bed butt naked with his even smile on his face. He lifted a hand and beckoned me with just a finger. I dropped the toothbrush and paste right then and there and walked toward him like I was in a trance. Yeah,...remember, slut? Naked gorgeous guy in front of me? I'm going for it...
We lay on the bed together, me, on my back, him to my right, on his side, his index finger of his left hand was drawing circles around my right nipple, the sensitive one, and he was cradling his head on his bent left arm just watching his finger move around in circles. He was lost in thought, and as I lay there and turned my head to see him, I could tell he was a million miles away. He was so beautiful,... gorgeous, yes,... sexy, definitely,... hot, beyond belief,... and he sure knows how to fuck! But this time, I had shown him as he demanded that I take him, and I willing did so, OMG, it was so good, wait a minute, I was trying to make a point...what was it....oh, yeah....he is so beautiful, there is no better word for it to describe him, he is worthy of the best photographer in the world, and if the great sculptors were alive, they would all be fighting for a chance for him to pose for them, yeah, he's that beautiful,...and I love him, God help me, I do so love him! I knew there was something bothering him though, other than what was going on...
"Who is he?" I asked softly. He didn't break his motion, but I knew he heard me.
"Taylor." Seth said softly. "His name was Taylor."
"Yeah." Seth said in a whisper. His finger still traced around my nipple.
"He was the one that was beaten." I said softly. Seth nodded.
"I couldn't save him." He whispered. "They stopped me."
"He died, didn't he?" I asked softly. Seth nodded. "You still love him." And he finally looked at me, and his eyes narrowed a little. I struck a nerve, finally. Good, I thought, break down the wall, a little bit at a time. He nodded in reply to my question.
"I always will." Seth said, "but it's not like the love I feel for you."
"Do you really love me?"
"Yes, without a doubt." Seth said, without hesitation...okay, a good sign.
"I've never had anybody tell me that they love me, I mean outside the throws of passion in hot sex, which I know they really didn't mean, but..."
"You talk too much." Seth said, and leaned in kissing me, softly, then his hand went up from tracing my nipple to going behind my head and he pulled me in deeper. I love it when he's tough and forceful. I am so boning again. Seth rolls up on me and covers me with his body, kissing me deeply with that incredible tongue again, and then slowly he pulls back and looks me in the eyes.
"I do love you, Devin, I love you very much." I smile hearing his words, seeing the look in his hazel eyes, and I am so melting right now. "But, we need to talk, we really do."
"I know, babe, I'm just afraid where it's going to go." I said, and that's the true reality of it, I was afraid, afraid of not knowing what was going to happen between us. I had always been in control with the 'magic', and it didn't work on him, and I still didn't know why.
"Come on, let's get up." Seth said and climbed off me. What the fuck? I was boned again, ready to go, and he was cutting me off, again?! Why the fuck does he do this? It drives me crazy! He gets up off the bed and reaches out a hand, totally ignoring that I'm hard as a rock, and pulls me to my feet, then leads me over to the leather couch. He sits me down and he turns to me taking both of my hands, his legs folded underneath him. Now, not saying that it's hot that we're going to have a talk while we're both butt naked, but it sure is a distraction to say the least...
"Devin...I want to tell you everything, and I mean everything, I want no secrets between us."
"Okay." I said, trying not to look down at him, only his face. It...was...tough.
"You know about the deal with my mother." I nod, slowly. "She is very ruthless, and will stop at nothing to get what she wants. You have to believe me, that your parents are safe, and they are being protected. I tell you this because I know you're worried about them, and in a few days, we can figure out how to get you together, if you want." I nodded again." Okay...I know you have a special gift, and that's what this has been all about, and you're probably wondering why your
'ability' doesn't affect me." I nodded really long and hard. "I thought so. It's difficult to tell you, but you have the right to know, and I would rather you hear it from me rather than someone else."
"You're not some kind of alien from another planet, are you?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"If it were only that simple." Seth chuckled, and looked down at the floor. Now I was scared. Who is this guy? "No, I'm not an alien." He took a deep breath, and then slowly let it out. "I'm the result of...genetic enhancement."
"My mother, when she discovered that she was pregnant with me, decide to...experiment, while she was carrying me." He stopped and looked up at me, and the words were just barely sinking in. Now I was no science major, but what he said sounded kind of sick to me. I knew the bitch was whacked!
"So, you're telling me, that who you are and what you are...are not who you really are? I'm sorry, I'm lost."
"It's okay." Seth took both of my hands in his, and looked at me, deeply, and this serious look was on his face. "My mother decided that as I was the last one, her last child that she was going to have, and really didn't want me anyway, I found out, years later, but she wanted me to be the 'different' one of all of my brothers and sisters. You saw one today, this is his place." Seth said as he looked around the room with his eyes.
"Wait, the older looking guy? We were at his house?" Seth nodded. "He looks so old, no offense. How old is he?"
"Matt is 52." My eyes went wide, remembering what she looked like, besides the plastic surgery, skin pulling thing.
"Okay, how old are you?" I asked, still with wide eyes.
"I'm 22." Seth smiled. "Did you think I was older?"
"How old is your mother?" I asked softly, totally bypassing his question.
"She will be eighty next year." Seth said it with such matter of factness, I was still shocked.
"What the fuck?" I couldn't believe it. "How is that even possible? What about your dad?"
"My father just passed away last year. Do you follow politics?" I rocked my hand side to side. "My father was Senator Charles Palmer, he retired from the Senate three years ago and went back to his law practice."
"I remember, they had some big funeral or something for him, didn't they? It was all over the net." I said, still with wide eyes, and my mouth hanging open.
"Yes, he's buried at Arlington. He served in Korea and Viet Nam and then went into politics later after he was a lawyer."
"Wow, I'm sorry about him."
"He was a good man, but, I really didn't know him. I'm told that I look a lot like him when he was young."
"So, your mother, experimented...why?"
"She and her chemists thought that they could enhance certain things in humans, strength, intelligence, stamina, endurance, but there was something missing in the equation, and that's where you come in."
"Exactly. All parts lead to one another. They discovered after I was born and growing up that I had a resistance to certain things, because I had a diffentcy in others, as I was missing certain...elements that brought other things."
"Like what?"
"I have a hard time with smells of a certain nature, mostly flowers, which can lead to other things. I am not color blind, but everything is darker to me than it should be in color, that's why I can see in the dark."
"What, really? Like a cat?"
"Pretty much, that's a close comparison."
"Awesome. What else can you do?"
"Well, it's nothing superhuman or any of that stuff, but I can stay awake for days at a time without sleep or being tired. When I do sleep after being up for days, it's longer than most, usually 15 to 18 hours, then I'm ready to go again."
"So, this affects your sex drive too, doesn't it?" I asked, getting a little calmer now.
"You noticed." I nodded my head toward him. "Yeah, I can turn it on and off like flipping a light switch. It has caused some problems in the past. I don't mean to, but, something in my head says, it's time to stop, like I might have an idea, or need to talk about something..." he said, and then looked down at the floor again.
"What am I going to do with you?" I asked .
"What do you mean?" Seth gave me a look of almost shock.
"I mean, love of my life, I am horny almost all of the time, hello, major slut here. And you seem to have this internal switch that you flip, like you have done to me before, like this morning in your room in the midst of fucking me. We have to figure that out, because it is bad, bad, bad." I said, with a wide eyed look. He smiled softly and gave me dimples, I melted again. "See, and then you do that."
"You know...that...you with the dimples, it total takes my breath away, and I get all worked up again."
"I guess we have to work on that, don't we?"
"Which part...you lost me."
"The switch thing." Seth said softly as he leaned in and kissed me softly. I really melted this time. I grabbed him and pulled him to me and lay back on the couch, bringing him up on my chest, kissing him deeply now. Hands went everywhere, all over each other, as I felt him harden and spring to life at my ass. I moaned into his mouth as I tongued him furiously.
I rolled my head over, hearing something, and opened my eyes. What I saw brought a smile to my face. There was a fire burning in the stone fireplace. I had never been in front of an open fire, a real one. We had one of those gas ones at home, but this felt different, the heat from it for one was different, it was more of a deeper kind of heat than the gas thing, and the sounds of the fire, the wood popping and cracking as it burned, the glow of it, the flames dancing, lighting up the room, and then the smell of it, burning wood, it smelled good, really good. I smiled at it as I lay there, on the couch, soft and warm, so comfortable, feeling so loved and safe.
I looked down, seeing a blanket on me covering me, and my head was on a pillow. I smiled knowing that my protector, my love, had done this for me, and I was so thrilled about it for a moment, smiling wide as I lay there, watching the fire, thinking of him, my perfect man, and remembered how we had made love this last time here on the couch, he was so gentle and loving, and I was so in love with him, with every part of him. I snapped out of my thoughts and realized I didn't know what time it was or where Seth was. I sat up, and looked over the back of the couch and saw him in the kitchen and smiled, he was naked at the counter doing something. I watched him for a moment, his tight muscled body, the light from the fire dancing on him in that space of distance, yeah, I loved this guy for sure. I turned and put my legs under me on the couch and just watched the fire, the blanket was in my lap, and my hands were out and just lying there. I felt warm and safe.
I was lost in the dance of the flames on the logs, when I felt a hand on my shoulder touching me. It was warm and soft, and familiar to me, I tilted my head back and Seth was there standing behind the couch, bending down with that even smile of his, and then he kissed me. He pulled back a little from me.
"You should be sleeping." He said softly.
"You should be sleeping with me." I smiled. "Thanks for the blanket and the fire."
"You felt chilled, I wanted you to be comfortable."
"Weren't you chilled?"
"I...don't feel it like you do."
"Oh, another one of the..."
"Yeah, I have problems feeling ambient temperature. I don't get cold or hot."
"Oh, must be handy for those trips to the arctic, when you go to the Fortress of Solitude."
"Right." He frowned a bit.
"I'm sorry, I..." I sighed softly, "it's just going to take a while to get to where I'm used to all this."
"Here, drink this." Seth said, hand me a large cup over my shoulder.
"What is it?"
"Camille. It's tea, you'll like it."
"Oh, I don't drink..."
"It's soothing, believe me. It will help you relax."
"Is it drugged?" I said, taking it and smelling it. Seth came around the couch and sat down, looking so hot being naked in the firelight. He smiled that smile that gave me dimples. I melted and felt bad for being a smartass.
"No, but it's probably not a bad idea." Seth said, as he sat there, resting an elbow on the back of the couch and putting two fingers to his temple. He was just so beautiful sitting there, as my eyes scanned all of him, his tight muscled chest, those hot abs, muscular legs, and his beautiful cut cock and big balls, just all sitting there, with dimples. I was so boning in the blanket right now. I sighed softly and sipped at the tea. He was right, it was soothing and I felt it work its way through me as I sipped more and more. I liked it, and being here with him. It became one of those surreal moments to me.
"I need to ask, how long do you think we're going to be here?"
"I wish I could tell you. For right now, you're safe, your parents are safe, and that's all that matters." He paused for a long moment and looked at the fire, then back to me. "Are you warm enough?"
"Yes, I am. I suppose I should say thank you at some point."
"It's not necessary."
"You've risked a lot to help me." I said softly.
"You've given up a lot yourself, and your whole world is upside down right now. And as far as risk, I'm trained to do this," he chuckled briefly, "another one of my mother's ideas. I would risk anything to be with you, to take care of you." I almost wanted to burst, my heart was pounding so hard and fast, I knew my eyes were welling, and my throat was tight, and I wanted him again, so bad again. Fuck, he was more than incredible to me.
"I've never been a big one for drama, and I seem to be right in the middle of a big one, don't I?" I asked sipping more tea. He nodded slowly. "I guess I should be falling apart and hiding in a corner."
"Never hide, never give up." Seth said, with a hardened look. "I saw something in you when you stood up to my mother. No one has ever done that. It amazed me. Do you know how to fight?"
"Do you know how to fight?"
"Uh, no not really. Never really had to with this thing I have."
"I can understand that. It probably took control of people and you never had to defend yourself, did you?"
"No, I never did."
"You might need to, and soon." Seth said, and it scared me a little. "If something were to happen to me, you need to know how to protect yourself. Would you like to learn?"
"You mean like punching someone out or something?" I asked, Seth smiled wider, more dimples.
"Something like that, yeah, but more refined, I can teach you, if you'd like."
"Finish your tea. I'll stoke up the fire, and then we can go to bed. I'll teach you in the morning." Seth said softly. Now, he was talking, going to bed! I couldn't wait for this, oh yeah! Slut, remember? I know...! Seth got up off the couch and walked over and put a couple of more logs on the fire, moving them about a little. I watched him and lusted after him, bent over, naked in the firelight like that, as I finished my tea. Fuck, he was beautiful, and then I looked over at the bed. I felt my stomach tighten and my heart raced, knowing we were going to finally be in a bed together, I felt like a little kid on Christmas morning, couldn't wait! This was going to be so awesome! I tossed back the blanket and carried my cup to the kitchen and put it in the sink, and turned and headed for the bed. I was so boned again. I got there and pulled back the covers, and then felt the soft cotton sheets, they were awesome feeling. I went to get in and felt a hand on my butt, I turned back and he was right there behind me, I didn't hear him at all.
We were eye to eye, I turned and fell into his mouth with mine, and he felt my hard length as it drug itself over his lower abs, standing at attention. Our mouths worked each other, and our tongues intertwined. My arms went around his neck, and my hands clutched his back. I wanted to climb inside him so bad. He put a hand to my length and slowly began to pull on me, the other around my waist, pulling me in, being careful of my bruises. He pushed against me, and we slowly went to the bed together, never breaking our hold, he was in control the whole time as we went down, and I wrapped my legs around him and his hips. The bed was so soft and comfortable and it made this moment that much more perfect to me, and I thought I never wanted this to end. If I had to stay like this for the rest of my life, it had to be just like this, with this perfect man, this perfect bed, his perfect way of making love to me, and his way of making me feel so safe and loved.
I surrendered to him, as he broke our hold. We scooted up in the bed, laying diagonally on it, and he moved down me, kissing me, my hands in his hair, his mouth so hot on my skin, his lips, his tongue, and he found me, finally, licking at my head, then he took me into his mouth, putting tight suction on me, while he used that awesome tongue of his on my head, his tip opened my slit and I groaned at the feeling, clutching his hair as I spread my legs wider for him. He slid down my length even further taking more of me into his mouth and I felt my head hitting the back of his throat. There was no gagging from him at all, and he began to slide up and down on me, setting a pace that felt so good to me, and I felt him lean against my left leg and then a hand cradled my balls, kneading them, pulling on them gently, as I was breathing hard, moaning softly with the breaths, he was bringing it on me, I could feel it, and I loved it, he always made me cum so hard and so intense. As he moved at the same steady pace on me, I felt his hand leave my balls, and then his fingers entered me, one at first and then a second, and he went deep as I was already loose from earlier, and then he found it, and I groaned deeply, and loved it when he rubbed it, fingers on my prostate, he worked it hard and I clutched his hair even tighter, tilting my head back into the soft mattress as he slid his mouth up and down on me and then I shot over and over again into his mouth not giving him any warning, and he took every bit of it, of me, as he continued to rub me inside, and I groaned deeper, with almost animal sounds, and he hummed on me from it, loving it as well, and it made it that much better for me. I eased slowly in my incredible orgasm and my breathing was slowly coming back under control, but he stayed on me, and slowly removed his fingers from me, making me feel empty. I felt his tongue work my head and I knew he was cleaning me. I tilted my head forward as I eased my fingers in his hair, and looked at him. He turned his head to look up at me, and he gave me dimples. It was perfect.
He climbed up next to me and we kissed, wrapping arms around each other, and my legs were around him, and I felt so alive, but so tired at the same time. He intoxicated me with his very being, and I rolled him to his back, wanting more and more. He was so gentle as his hands glided over my bruised and battered back, and it helped me, eased me. There was passion in him, but also grace and caring, as well as love. I could feel it, and I knew that we were done as well for the night at least as I slowly eased my deep kissing, reveling in what he had for me, to me, and loved him that much more...yeah, I was a goner for sure, hmmm. I pulled back and just looked at him in the glow from the fireplace bathing the room, and I was happy and in love. I climbed off him, and lay beside him. He put an arm under my neck and cradled me to him, he on his back, me on my side and I wanted this...always. I tucked my feet under the heavy covers, and then he pulled them with his free hand, bringing them up over us, and I closed my eyes.
I woke to the sounds and smells of something clattering in the kitchen. The sounds were soft, plates chinking together and then silverware softly clanging together, but the smell was what got me the most. It was awesome. I rolled to my back and stretched out my arms and took in a deep breath and let it out. I was looking up at open ceiling, the beams and the underside of the roof. This place was just so rustic, and thankfully it wasn't winter, cause I thought we'd probably freeze to death in here. I could feel a chill in the air this morning with my bare arms. I looked over and I saw him coming toward the bed. I smiled and he smiled back as he walked up, carrying a plate and a cup. I sat up, letting the blankets drop off me.
"Morning." Seth said and smiled that even smile of his.
"Morning." I replied back, smiling softly, looking him up and down. Even though he was in his underwear, or maybe it was because of it, he was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, or maybe it was the fact that I was so in love with him, I don't know. What I did know was that I just couldn't get enough of him, dressed, undressed, it didn't matter. He drove me crazy, and of course, I was boning under the covers in my lap. He handed me the plate, eggs, some sausage links, and it looked like some kind of hash brown things, I wasn't sure.
"I'm not a big breakfast chef, I had a little trouble with it." Seth said softly.
"It looks fine." I said, looking at the plate, and then up at him, with another soft smile.
"You're a terrible liar, but thanks." Seth winked at me. "At least it won't poison you or anything." He set the cup down on the floor next to the bed and walked away back to the kitchen. I watched him walk, his tight narrow cheeks swinging in his boxer briefs, now that's what I really wanted to eat. Yum. I sighed and went back to my plate. He came back and joined me on the bed and we ate together. Yeah, I get so used to this.
We ate and he took the plates, and then came back and sat on the bed. We sipped coffee and then I got up to use the bathroom, I knew he was watching me walk away being naked and all, as I looked over my shoulder once along the way. He had that look of desire in his eye and then I came back after I peed and brushed my teeth. He watched me walk toward him, as I swung back and forth. Oh yeah, I had him for sure, and didn't have to worry about that at all. The only thing I had to work on was that internal switch of his for the sex drive, I needed to figure out how to keep it on all of the time. I got back into bed and sat there as he began to talk. I realized that he needed that more than anything else right now, as he began to tell me things, things that I needed to know, wanted to know, but didn't know how to ask.
He explained more about his father, and what his father had done over the years for only him and not Seth's brothers and sisters as they were far older. His father had been a very influential man in the Senate apparently, as well as being a lawyer, and had amassed a sizable fortune, which he had secretly left Seth, and Seth explained that fact was not known by his mother, and Seth had apparently kept it a secret from her. I got the feeling that his parents weren't really together at all, only tolerated each other, as Seth said something about him being an 'accident' and that's why his mother had done the 'experimentation' while she was pregnant with him, if she had lost him, as old as she was, Seth said it would have been no great loss to her. What he told me about her and the way she was made my skin crawl, and it was obvious that he didn't care for her either, but she was his mother. He told me of his education and 'training' as she was trying to make him into some kind of ultraweapon or wonderboy kind of thing and then 'harvest' him to make some kind of wonder drug to sell on the mass market like some superpill and probably make billions off of it and him. The whole thing was just crazy and she was obviously off her nut. I was sickened by the whole thing.
He sat there, just staring blankly as he said all of this, and I knew that he was lonely, had been all of his life. We were alike in that respect at least, as where I had had friends, but he had been so secluded while he was being 'trained' and then when he probably got out and did meet someone, he probably just jumped at being with someone and probably just fell in love. It was understandable to me as I was kind of the same way really. I reached out and took his hands in mine. He looked up at me, coming back from his daydream stare.
"So what do we do now?" I asked softly.
"We are going to teach you how to defend yourself." He gave me an even smile. I smiled back at him. "But first, I need to go get my bag out of the car." He leaned forward and kissed me softly and then got up and headed for the door. I watched that sexy body walk away. I was so horny again. I'm always horny, but he really makes me that way! FUCK! He came back in carrying a small duffel and set it on the floor near mine.
"Is that all you have?"
"Yeah, I travel light." He smiled at me when he said it. I threw back the covers and went to get out of bed. He was watching out of the corner of his eye. Then he stood and walked to meet me, stopping me. "I wanted to tell you something else."
"What's that?" I asked holding my empty coffee cup, staring into those hazel pools of his.
"That I'm sorry about all of this." He said in a soft voice. "But, I'm happy that I'm here with you."
"How happy?" I asked, the horn dog was coming out.
"Very...happy." He said.
"Happy enough...to show me?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow, the horn dog was really out there now.
"Maybe." He said as he stepped into me, tilting his head. Oh yeah, this is what I wanted! He kissed me softly, and then I felt his hand wrap around my stiffening cock, and I moaned into his mouth. And we were so on as he pulled on me a few times. He pulled back and looked down watching his hand pull on me, I watched him too as he did it, starting to breath hard as well, feeling it, loving it. "It doesn't take much for you, does it?" He smiled and then looked up at me, giving me dimples, I was melting. "What would you like me to do to you?" He asked in that sexy voice he does.
"Let me do something to you." I whispered feeling so good as he softly stroked me.
"What do you want to do to me?" Seth gave me a dreamy look like he never had before and I almost went off in his hand. He kissed me softly again, and I pulled away from him and lay back on the bed on my back. He just watched me for a long moment, then followed me, straddling over the top on me. "You are so sexy, with your hot body, and your long cock."
"You should talk." I said. "Now, come up here and sit on my face. I want to eat that hot ass of yours." I whispered and his eyes went wide. "Yeah, that's right, I want to eat you and rim you like you've never had it before." I swear that I heard him gulp. I think I found out how to leave his switch turned on. He climbed up and turned around spreading his legs more and straddled over my chest and head, looking down at my feet, resting on his bent legs, his ass was over my face and I could clearly see his tight hole above me. It was perfect, just like the rest of him. I lifted my head and licked at his rosebud, I heard him gasp when I did it. I smiled to myself and did it again and again. He was moaning, and I looked up, seeing his tight muscled back, his head tilted back, and I knew he was so loving it. I went after it even more and started to tongue into him, entering him now and again, and he moaned even more, and then I felt a hand on me, and he was stroking me, and I went after him even further, putting my lips on him now and started to suck his hole, my nose was pressed in tight against him, and my chin was getting wet and sloppy and I rubbed my face into in going side to side now and he groaned long and loud.
I pulled back to get a breath and he fell forward a little, breathing hard himself. Yeah, I wanted to do this to him for hours! When he fell forward, he spread himself more, and I took it, all of it, and buried my face into him even more, and he all but screamed over it! I was relentless and didn't give him a chance or a break, and he was breathing so hard and at one point he tried to get away from me, but I held onto him, pinning his thighs down, and wouldn't let him go. He finally gave in to me and just let me have him. I figured out a way to breathe every now and again while I worked his hole over and as I was more and more relentless on him, his moans became so much and the I felt it on me, he shot out, covering my stomach and chest, and I chuckled as I knew and then tongued him some more. He gave a deep groan and then it was over for him, and he slumped forward. I let him go, and rolled him off me.
We were head to feet on the bed, I looked over at him lying there, getting his breathing under control, and I saw my chest and stomach covered in his cum. I smiled and started to move it around with fingers from my hand. He turned his head and saw what I was doing. He lifted his head and went to roll, I knew he was going after it. He looked at me and his eyes flashed, those deep hazel pools of his.
"If you take it, you have to share it. Remember, no stealing." I said softly, making him smile. "It belongs to me, you know?" His eyes went wide at what I said, and then this boyish devil grin went over his lips and that incredible tongue came out as rolled and hovered over me, looking me in the eyes. I was so boned! He licked at the first string, putting it on his tongue and then slowly came to me, my eyes wide and then he put it to my lips, letting it string between us. It was so hot, seeing it stretched between us, and then he fell on my mouth, spreading it all over my lips, and then he went back for more, doing it over and over until there was nothing left on me. We kissed deeply, sharing him between our mouths, I was loving it and his taste. My hands were all over his back, as he stayed up off me, hovering, then he pulled back, looking me in the eyes.
"Now, what do you want to do to me?" He asked.
"Is the switch turned on?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him.
"Yeah, and it will stay on,...just for you, as long as you want it on."
"Every hour, every day." I whispered.
"I'll see what I can do." He smiled with dimples and then I felt his hand on me, pulling me gently. "Now, what was it you wanted to do to me?"
"I'm still thinking..." My eyes glassed as I hung my arms around his neck, feeling him pulling on me.
"How about, I decide for you?" He said softly, and I felt him move, and get over me, letting me go for a moment. I was watching his face the entire time. I felt his fingers again on me, and then a pressure against my head and I knew, as my eyes softened, he wanted me inside him again. I was not about to argue, and lowered my arms, as I felt him come down on me, slowly, gently, letting me slide up into his tight canal. He tilted his head back and used only his butt and hips, rocking himself, letting me go all the way in, till he was sitting on me fully. I smiled up at him as I ran my hands up and down his smooth thighs, not a hint of hair on them at all, just soft, smooth skin. He brought his head forward and put his hands on my chest, gripping over my nipples clenching them firmly, then he opened his eyes as we were joined together.
"You like this, don't you?" I asked in the soft sexy.
"As much as you do." He said and rolled his hips in a tight circle, moving me around inside of him. I moaned softly at the feeling of being inside him. "And you like that, don't you?"
"Oh fuck yes." I moaned softly, closing my eyes, as he kept doing it. I closed my eyes and licked my lips with my tongue tip. "You're so tight and warm." I whispered, as he was kneading his hands on my chest while he rolled his hips. "Oh, God."
"But you like this better." He said as he raised his hips, slowly, sliding up me, making me open my eyes, watching his face, as he went up further and then slowly came back down on me fully, he rolled his hips again, and then started all over again. I was more than in heaven, feeling him, and the urge was building in me to fuck, I tried to relax, but he felt so good on me, doing what he was doing, and I so wanted to just pound him and his ass. Oh man. I had been with several guys who loved to bottom, wanting my long dick in them, but Seth was different, it wasn't just a fuck like they wanted, he wanted to make me feel good, as good as he obviously felt. He was making love to me with his ass.
He moved like this, slowly, carefully, for the longest time, and the urge was building more and more, and my eyes were on fire with the deep burning lust in them, and I knew he could see it, as he stared at me with his soft eyes, driving me insane. He finally smiled down at me, and then leaned forward, coming down on me, kissing me deeply as he rolled his hips around, tilting me inside of him. My hands went around his back and shoulders, rubbing him, clutching at him, wanting more and more of him. He slowly pulled back all the while rolling his hips on me.
"Had enough yet?"
"Of you? Are you kidding me?" I said in the soft sexy.
"No, had enough of me teasing you? I know what you want." He whispered, kissing me softly with just his lips, briefly. "You want to pound my ass, don't you? You want to cum in me, don't you?"
"Yes." I whispered as I ran my hands all over him. He was so fucking sexy. He rolled his hips even more, making me moan louder now.
"Yeah." Seth said, leaning closer going eye to eye with me, lifting his hips off me a little and then clenching his muscles on me, making me groan, as my eyes rolled back in my head. He waited and then I focused again. "Fuck me." He whispered. "Fuck me hard. You know you want to, you know you need it." He rested his weight on his forearms to each side of me, as we stared at each other. I started to raise my hips into him as he clenched, making himself tighter on me. I loved it. I pumped in and out of him hard, slamming him, and we just kept our eyes locked on one another. "Yeah...fuck me hard...like that...yeah." Seth kept whispering, driving me on, making me crazy, as I kept plowing him with my long cock over and over again. He would lick his lips now and then as I pumped into him. I was feeling it build more and more into me, he always made me cum so hard, and I didn't know how. I was breathing hard and was almost panting as I gripped his shoulders, and he was still watching me, as he moaned softly at what I was doing to him. I moaned louder and then rolled my eyes back for a moment, my orgasm was there and I loved the intensity of it. I cut loose into him, pumping and pumping still, sending it deep into him. And he closed his eyes at the feeling. I closed mine as well, and then he came down me, slowly adding his weight to my heaving sweaty chest. I groaned feeling him, and it made it that much better to me. My pulses stopped, and it was intense. I sighed loudly, and slowly got my breath, putting a hand to the back of his head, feeling his soft hair.
"You are amazing." I exhaled, clutching him tighter.
"So are you." He whispered in my ear, and then tongued it. I moaned at it, loving it, tripping a switch in me. He did it again and again.
"Keep that up, we'll never get out of this bed. I'll be in you all day."
"Hmmm, that might be an idea at that." He whispered and went after it again.
"So, you're leaving the switch on?" I rolled my head a little, letting him have my ear fully.
"I think so. I know that's what you want." My eyes went wide when he said that. I turned my head.
"Whoa. Hold on there." I said. He brushed my cheek with his and then kissed my nose tip, coming back over me going eye to eye. "What about what you want? This isn't just one sided you know?"
"I know." He said softly. "I have a confession to make." He was scaring me. I could feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest. I gulped.
"I've never done this before with anyone." He said softly. My eyes must have bugged because he gave me the strangest look.
"You're definitely not a virgin." I said. "What do you mean you've never done this before?"
"I mean, this, you inside me."
"What?" I was really confused. "Uh, okay. But you know how to do all this different stuff, and you took me without any problem."
"Well, I mean, I've been with someone else, but..."
"Taylor." I whispered, and he nodded.
"But we never did what we've done."
"Wow, I'm honored to be your first and all, but..."
"How am I able to...?"
"Yeah." I asked, moving my arms up and over his shoulders.
"It's the other thing that I am able to do."
"What? You mean,...the genetic thing."
"Yes." He whispered. "I have high pain receptors. I don't feel pain the way you do." My eyes were bugging again.
"Wow. Seriously? Okay...then you can do almost all kinds of stuff."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean...you know...like being...expanded out...really...wide, and there won't be any screaming or anything."
"Is that a problem?" He asked, trying to get to come back to him, but thousands of things were running through my mind.
"Uh, not for me...but if we were to launch you into porn or something then you would be an instant star..."
"Porn?" He gave me a questioning look. "You mean, pornography?"
"Yeah, it was a bad joke, sorry."
"No, I've never,...I mean I've heard of it, but..."
"You've never watched porn?" I guess I was wide eyed again. "Where have you been?"
"You'd be surprised."
"You are new to this, aren't you?" I asked, loving him even more, wanting to protect him now, but also thinking that this could be fun, in a devilish kind of way. "So, I have an idea."
"What's that?" He asked, smiling his even smile.
"Why don't you tell me what you've done, and we can try other things, if you want?"
"Come on, don't be shy." I said in the soft sexy. His looked softened up on me, and I wiggled my eyebrows up at him.
"I don't want to..."
"What? Kiss and tell?" I asked. He nodded a little. "Okay, look, we have done the major thing with each other, you know, can you still feel me inside you?" I wiggled my hips, and he nodded. "Obviously you can feel that." He nodded again. "So, you can feel pleasure, sensitivity, but the pain is not there." He nodded again. "Okay, I said moving my hips up and down a little, getting hard again inside him. "Now, would it be easier if I told you what I've done?" His eyes went wide. "I mean, you have to understand, I've been doing this since I was a kid. You know, jerking off with buddies and stuff like that." He just stared at me. "Have you ever been with a girl?" He shook his head. "Okay, so when did you realize that you liked boys? We'll start off easy." I winked, still moving my hips in and out.
"It's when I was younger." He said softly, obviously feeling me moving in and out of him. "I was at the school."
"What school?"
"It's in Florida. It's where I was trained. We were in it together. The instructor..." He moaned and closed his eyes for a moment, then licked his lips and opened them, "kept us together all the time. I liked the look of his body."
"Who's body?" I was working him slowly in and out, and he was loving it, just like he gave me, and it was a real turn on for me getting him to give me more information about him.
"Taylor's." He whispered and tilted his head up. "He was so tight and...defined."
"What did you two do?" I was pumping slow and long in and out of him, and I could feel him clamping on me.
"We touched each other in the shower." Seth tilted his head forward and rested his forehead to mine. "We made each other...hard...and...we..."
"Yeah?" I was working him long and deep and he was caving on me.
"Came together...it was my first time."
"Really? When was that?"
"A few years ago." Seth was moaning now, and I could feel him flexing his ass on me, milking me, trying to get me to cum again, but I was focused. I moved slow in and out.
"So, I am your second one then." He nodded his head still leaning on my forehead, breathing hard. "Did he suck you?" He nodded. "Did you suck him?" He nodded again, and breathed even deeper. "Did you swallow him?" He nodded. "He tasted good, didn't he?" And our eyes met, and he had a wild look to them. He grabbed me and rolled us to his back and raised his legs a little higher, putting me right over the top of him.
"Fuck me." Seth said with a wild eyed look. "Fuck me, Devin. Make it hard and deep. Make him leave my head. I want only you there now, not him. Make him go away." I was thrilled but scared and then realized that this Taylor was haunting him in the back of his mind, his first love. I couldn't take that away from him, it was wrong.
"Seth," I said, pushing back his hair off his forehead, "sweetie, you have to understand, that Taylor will always be there," I said as I tapped his chest with a finger, "in your heart. Never lose that, he's special."
"No, you are. You're far more special that he ever will be."
"No, sweetie, he meant something to you, you know that, just like I mean something to you, like you mean something special to me. You love me, don't you?" He nodded and his eyes welled. "As far as I'm concerned, I will never find anyone like you ever again. You're perfect, well, even more than that." I pushed in and out of him slowly a couple of times, and he softened again in his face. "We make love together. I will always want this with you. I won't just fuck you, as I have so many other guys in the past. You're different. And this is the best I've ever had, and you make it that way. I love you, Seth."
"Cum in me again?"
"As many times as I can." I smiled and pulled out just a little, then slid back in, and he moaned softly looking into my eyes. This was perfect, the man of my dreams underneath me, wanting me, just like I wanted him.


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Sony Xperia Z camera compared against Nokia's juggernauts, the 808, N8, Lumia 920
0. phoneArena posted on 08 Mar 2013, 07:31
The Sony Xperia Z boasts a 13-megapixel camera with the new Exmor RS sensor and back-side illumination…
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19. No_Nonsense (unregistered)
And the dislikes are coming in 3...2...1. Half of them are android fans who want to thrust their opinion as always true down others throats, half of them blindly hate anything non-android, half of them know nothing about laws, company policies and patent system yet come and comment here.
50. Nathan_ingx (Posts: 4321; Member since: 07 Mar 2012)
I can't understand them hard core fans! It's all there for them to see yet they can't seem to digest it!
I like Android, i like Nokia...i like everything in technology that is reasonable and rational.
But when people comment silly things like this...it's just stupid. Why wouldn't we agree that Z has the better camera if the images were clean, clear and better than the 808 or 920 or whatever the competition is?
Man! It's war down here...
89. sbw44 (Posts: 433; Member since: 04 Dec 2012)
LOL Sony is still trying to catch up to the N8!!!
These fan boys just cant accept that Nokia has better camera's then their laggy Quad Core androids, which they actually have no use for except benchmark score's! Lmao!
144. Dastrix (unregistered)
LOL his field of view is probably even smaller than the one on the Xperia Z!
11. Coolkid (Posts: 25; Member since: 01 Nov 2012)
PW 808 > Z or N8 > 920 > S...
16. hipnotika (Posts: 353; Member since: 06 Mar 2013)
pureview 808 > lumia 920 > n8 > xperia z
this is the truth. i am not fan of anyone.
18. aco96 (Posts: 242; Member since: 12 Oct 2012)
Nokia 808 is outstanding, Xperia S and N8 are very good too. Lumia 920's photos look noisy, and Xperia Z has blurry photos with very low details.
20. rgxVOiD (Posts: 440; Member since: 30 Aug 2012)
Sony, fix your f**king software
on the other note, this can be easily faked since PA hates Sony
21. ahhxd717 (Posts: 332; Member since: 08 Dec 2011)
I wish they compared more "real life" pictures. A lot of these just looked zoomed in so obviously the 808 will fare better. How about comparing pics people would actually take on a day to day basis?
76. shikroi (Posts: 187; Member since: 24 Sep 2012)
None of them were zoomed in. The 808 has a wider fov, its as simple as that.
94. dexter_jdr (Posts: 1163; Member since: 28 Jun 2012)
they are all zoomed in. zoomed on maximum zoom of the phone's capability.
92. sbw44 (Posts: 433; Member since: 04 Dec 2012)
Looks like you just Gaga! like ur avatar.
22. Andrewtst (Posts: 678; Member since: 25 Jan 2009)
Xperia Z output was too bad ! OMG!
25. Sarajevo (Posts: 38; Member since: 30 Nov 2012)
This guy has "shaking" hands. All pictures are bad and unclear, especially on Sony. Also, I think he used old version of L920 without update of camera app.
28. SIGPRO (Posts: 1883; Member since: 03 Oct 2012)
Again they used a Lumia 920 with old firmware!
But syill Nokia rocks the camera department in phones!
29. xperiaDROID (banned) (Posts: 5629; Member since: 08 Mar 2013)
Xperia S the worst...
36. xperiaDROID (banned) (Posts: 5629; Member since: 08 Mar 2013)
I mean the camera, the device itself is not bad
31. UrbanPhantom (Posts: 949; Member since: 30 Oct 2012)
Nokia obviously has the best smartphone cams, but lets agree to dissagree, coz the Android brats won't ever be able to let this rest ;o)
33. SonyFan (Posts: 22; Member since: 22 Jan 2013)
Wow Xperia Z really good
41. lonestrider (Posts: 88; Member since: 31 Mar 2012)
I don't think comparing another camera with 808's is a good idea. 808 have the best camera. But not the OS. Hahaha. Even 920's camera isn't better, I think.
95. sbw44 (Posts: 433; Member since: 04 Dec 2012)
What does the OS have to do with a camera comparison?
plus that Symbian device has more features then an iphone! also it can do everything what android can do with less resources!
43. Googlethis (Posts: 179; Member since: 05 Jul 2012)
I enjoy using my 808 for taking pics wasnt decent investment now if I can find more things to use it for beyond taking pictures
46. chaoticrazor (Posts: 2347; Member since: 28 Aug 2012)
i use mine as my main phone, does all i need and more. i know most on here cant understand symbian is a good os still and if you not into loads of apps and games its great.
this sensless hate when symbian is brought up is stupid
52. No_Nonsense (unregistered)
You and UrbanPhantom should shut up. Everyone who feels Nokia/Apple/iOS/Symbian/MeeGo/WP/MS are good should do the same and leave this forum. The only thing is android is god. Accept it or leave it. If you know what I mean/
54. Googlethis (Posts: 179; Member since: 05 Jul 2012)
Never had a problem with symbian just learning how to use it still not hating or anything I actually dont use my note 2 and iphone 5 to learn how to use the phone.
56. chaoticrazor (Posts: 2347; Member since: 28 Aug 2012)
its not hard to learn if you picked up android etc
main plus points are battery consumption and the fact it runs smooth on less then other os's
57. Googlethis (Posts: 179; Member since: 05 Jul 2012)
Havnt had it very long like learning everything I can about it
47. BLikens1619 (Posts: 66; Member since: 12 Apr 2008)
I have a hard time believing that the settings for image stabilization on the Xperia Z were not turned on. My Xperia Ion with little less of a camera takes better quality photos.
58. drpain (Posts: 85; Member since: 07 Feb 2013)
Wow. So let's see:
Terrible washed out screen
Poor viewing angles
Amateur ergonomics
No SD card
Non removable battery
Mediocre battery life
No wireless charging
No dedicated camera button
Super expensive
Fragile glass back
2012 processor tech
Missing anything?
Sony is so obsolete in today's tech world. Wonder how much longer they will hang around...
63. SamsungFan (Posts: 201; Member since: 16 Apr 2012)
Lumia 920
No sd card slot
Poor os
Less apps
Dual core processor. Others are using quad core and now moving to octa core
Non removable battery
Poor multi tasking
Weight of a brick

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Apologetics ministries tend to focus on issues such as God's existence or the fact of the resurrection or the Bible's reliability. These are all very important. Indeed, they bear directly on the issues at hand- for if there is no God, it obviously follows that we cannot be made by him in his image. Further, Jesus suffering, death, and resurrection on behalf of a fallen human race is an emphatic testament to how much God himself values each human life. Dispense with these, and there are ripples down the line.
There, however, is where I wish to make the point: there are ripples down the line.
Somewhere I read once that in the 1700s they went after God. In the 1800s, they went after Jesus. In the 1900s, they went after Man. The sequence is logical, rational, and predictable. One would like to think that they can dispense with God without there being practical effect, but the 1900s have shown otherwise.
Presentation: Abortion is Just Politics and Pro-Life is Just Religion; and Apologetics
|April 28, 2010
|Posted by Anthony under abortion, apologetics, atheism, Blog, Christianity and Culture, evolution, human rights, morality, pro-life, Secular Humanism, speaking engagements
Tomorrow at 12:30 p.m. CST I will be presenting on this topic:
Just Politics? Religion and Abortion and Apologetics: Examining the idea that supporting abortion is merely a political view but opposing it is a religious view and the role of world view in the question.
Summary: Pro-choicers often frame their argument by casting their position as a civil rights issue and the pro-life position as a religious issue- and people should not impose their religion on others. Common sense would suggest that as two sides of the exact same coin, if one position is a religious issue so too is the other. Lying beneath the issue is this question: "Is there any belief that is merely political? What separates a 'religious' 'belief' from any other?" This leads into a conversation about apologetics, and whether or not the Christian faith is grounded in reality- and the consequences whether one answers in the affirmative or the negative.
Despicable Trends in Bioethics Inevitable Result of Secularism
|March 29, 2009
|Posted by Anthony under abortion, apologetics, atheism, Birth Pangs, Blog, evolution, General, morality, Obama, original sin, scientism
The above quote is not actually what annoyed me. Instead, it was his classification of people who keep their children instead of aborting them when they have been diagnosed with 'devastating' diseases (again, as defined by whom?) as being akin to one who believes in a flat earth. Here is the extended quote:
If one reads about reproductive issues in the conservative media-which I often do-one is bombarded with tales of mothers who have sacrificed personal and professional opportunities to bring fetuses to term. The implication is that while bearing a child when one is ready is a blessing, bearing a child when one is not prepared garners one extra moral credit in the cosmos. Similarly, while having a healthy baby is a cause for joy, some opponents of abortion profess that having a baby with a devastating or even fatal birth defect is proof of the mother's fortitude and character. If one believes that human life begins at conception, this is logically the case. However, if one believes that life begins after conception-as do a wide majority of Americans, if polls on such issues as embryonic stem cell research are to believed-then the suffering caused by transforming an unwanted embryo into a living baby, who will either endure debilitating disease or will enter a deeply inhospitable home environment, is not at all a cause for pride. It more is akin to deciding that the world is flat and then boasting of not falling off the edge.
As readers of this blog know, my wife and I are examples of what he is talking about here
Connecting the dots between unbelief and abortion
|March 17, 2009
|Posted by Anthony under abortion, apologetics, atheism, Blog, Christianity and Culture, evolution, General, morality, Obama, politics, theism
These types of considerations drive me to paint a different picture of the current situation in America on the subject of abortion than normally presented. What if aiming at passage of pro-life legislation is only a small component of the solution? What if aiming to persuade people to a pro-life position is aiming too low? What if in fact we Christians should be focusing on creating more Christians and retaining the ones we've got?
A Christian does not believe, like the atheist, that he is god. A Christian understands that he is the product of a Creator and that Creator has the right and privilege of defining right and wrong and defining 'personhood.' A Christian knows that he cannot dispense with another person because it is inconvenient to someone or to a nation. All this comes in automatically once one adopts the Christian worldview. Even Christians who vote pro-choice don't generally approve of abortion, generally, and would like it reduced.


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Where can I find the black ranger veteran armor?
Where can I find the ranger veterans so I can take their black armor?
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I found like millions of them in camp golf inside the big house it was a real hell to kill everyone at that camp.
tylolnm - 6 years ago
I found a bunch of them at Camp Forelorn Hope...or however it's spelled.
Panzy_Punter - 6 years ago
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We've discovered a series of old pieces in a recent clear-out that seem worthy of another look. Up first - a review of the 2005 Design Museum show dedicated to design legend, Robert Brownjohn.
My guess is that many of this blog's readers will never have heard of Robert Brownjohn. Yet to those who knew him personally, or know the work, he's attained a mythical, almost legendary status that might puzzle non-believers. His was a live fast, die (relatively) young tale that left behind many stories of his unhinged lifestyle, but not a vast archive of work.
Until recently it took some serious graphic archaeology to unearth his work: type-spotters with back copies of Typographica would have seen his work as part of New York late-fifties hot-shop Brownjohn, Chermayeff and Geismar.
D&AD archivists would know his award-winning James Bond titles from the sixties where he projected type and images over a nubile young accomplice; Eye magazine dedicated a chunk of one of its early issues to him in the nineties.
Other than that, not a lot. So where does his influence stem from? Is it justified?
Absolutely. His name may not be well known but Brownjohn's influence is everywhere. His reductionist approach still permeates through our graphic landscape fifty years later. His work still stands as fantastic antidote to whatever graphic trend we may all succumb to: nothing dates quicker than a style, nothing dates slower than a great idea. We have to credit Brownjohn for some of that.
Whether it's his typographic skills on film, or his wanderings through London photographing 'found' street signage (seen every summer at degree shows around the country) he's still here.
You can draw a direct line from his 'Obsession' poster to Stefan Sagmeister's famously self-sacrificing AIGA poster.
The 'making words work' letterplay continues to resonate today, most notably in Harry Pearce's typographic experiments.
His 'Peace' poster with an ace of spades substituted for three of the letters is a sublime sleight of hand most of us would die to have in our portfolios.
Was his success all a question of good timing? Much has been made of his 60s arrival in London with Bob Gill, just as the decade began to swing - his approach to life certainly seemed to suit that decade's decadence. But his serious extra-curricular habits didn't stop him art directing ads and seminal posters whilst producing film titles, designing for the Rolling Stones (the back cover of Let it bleed is at the top of this post) in between popping out to catch Jimi Hendrix whilst featuring in a couple of films himself.
His 2,000 slide lectures of 'unused ideas' left a generation of designers permanently scarred. He was so well known by 1967 that when asked to design some stationery for Michael Cooper (photographer of the Sergeant Pepper sleeve) he simply typeset 'Robert Brownjohn designed this letterheading for Michael Cooper'. You've got to be pretty sure of your genius to do that.
Perhaps where Brownjohn is concerned, some of the mystique stems from his death. Just as the Hendrix/Cobain/Drake/Buckley brand of genius is concentrated in a quick burst of brilliance crammed into a short space of time, Brownjohn's output isn't huge, but it's all great. There was no time for a 'quiet spell' or a period spent vaguely art directing vast identities within a global branding concern, as might happen now. The brilliance has never been diluted by sub-standard fare and we've never had the chance to mutter those damning words 'of course his early work was so much better'.
If you ever wanted a good 'BJ' story the first point of call was always his friend (the now deceased) Alan Fletcher so it's especially apt that Fletcher designed Brownjohn's retrospective. Quite a posthumous honour when you think about it, to have Mr Fletcher design your retrospective, but it's indicative of just how highly Brownjohn is regarded. Thank you, BJ.
This article, written by Michael Johnson to preview the Design Museum's show on Robert Brownjohn, was originally published in 2005.
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I've been thinking about Season 4, and what could happen in lets say... episodes 1 and 2. So here goes!
Episode 1 - Life Among Them
Almost a year after the battle betwwen the Prison group and Woodbury, Andrea's death, the massacre, and the unfication of the two groups, the prison has been cleared out completely of walkers. The breaches in the Prison's perimeter have been patched up, and the Woodbury citizens have spread out amongst the cells. There's also power and hot water available, with both being powered by the Prison's generators that the group a while back after completely clearing the Prison. Rick around the grassy area at the front of the Prison. He looks sad. That day a year ago, Lori and T-Dog died, and Judith was born. He kneels down between their graves and says how sorry he is. He also talks about how things are better now. That they are finally able to start living. He speaks to Lori as if she's stilll alive, saying that Judith said her first word a coulple of days ago, and that she spoke Beth's name. Rick goes on to say that he hopes that her, T-Dog, Andrea, and everyone they lost are at peace. He walks away muttering "I'm sorry" to himself.
Inside, people are celebrating Judith's birthday. Carol, Beth, and a few other Woodbury residents had made some party food for everyone from some supplies picked up a while back. While most of the large group has gathered fot the party, and with Judith playing with some other infants as well, there are those that aren't participating. Carl is in his cell, depressed due to this being the anniversary of his mother's death. Glenn and Maggie are planning their wedding, but check in with everyone else once in a while. Michonne talks to Andrea, although she isn't actually there.
Meanwhile, the Governor, Martinez, and Shumpert huddle in an old abandoned National Guard outpost. Martinez and Shumpert have grown to seriously distrust the Governor. They talk about their next move. Martinez says head to the coast in the hope that it'll be mostly deserted. Shumpert remains silent. The Governor says head back to Woodbury and see who's still there. Martinez says that it's been nearly a year and they never went back before, and asks why he wants to go back now. The Governor responds by saying that the only reason they never went back before was because he wasn't ready.
Outside, Rick finds Karen, and the two share a kiss. They started going out quite recently. Karen brings up Lori, saying she knows about what happened. She talks about her husband, who was killed by walkers before she and Noah stumbled upon Woodbury. As Rick begins to open up about Lori, they're interrupted by the sight of Tyrese and Noah opening the gates as Daryl's motorcycle rumbles through. They shut the gates behind them and Daryl pulls up next to Rick. his vest is bloodied with walker blood. He clims off of the bike and sprints towards the cell block. As he bursts through the door, he pulls off his back pack and places it on a nearby table. He pulls out some drinks, some being alcohol, and a bag. He walks over to Judith, and pulls out a stuffed bear. Judithis excited by this and hugs the bear. Daryl stands back and is met by Carol. The two hug as they watch a joyful Judith play with the bear.
Later while gathered around a makeshift fire, The Governor speaks to Martinez saying he knows he doesn't tust him fully anymore, saying that while he never said anything he had figured it out, and that he cain't undo anything he did. Martinez says that he shouldn't have killed so many people. The Woodbury army, various other survivors, including children. Martinez announces that once he gets back to Woodbury, he's leaving. He also says that if he finds Rick's group, he'll them the Governor's dead, so at least then they'll never thinl to come after him. The Governor thanks him, but as Martinez walks off, the Governor glares at him.
At night, after the party, Rick, Daryl, Hershel, Glenn, Michonne, Tyrese, Carol and Karen are gathered together sharing a drink. Rick says that while they enjoyed themselves today, everything is back to normal tomorrow.They talk about the next supply runs. They debate where to go as almost all the surrounding areas, including Woodbury, have been picked clean. Hershel says he started growing some fruits and vegetables in his own garden so at least they will have fresh foods in the future. Carol says that might take too long, to which Rick agrees. Daryl suggests going even further out than before. While Tyrese agrees, Carol and Karen don't, saying that it'll require too much fuel. Rick agrees with the two women. He then says that it isn't fully important just now as they alreadty have more than enough supplies to keep them going for another few months. They all retire to go to sleep.
Later that night, Rick walks around outside, unable to sleep. He loosly clutches a rifle as he looks along the fences at the walkers surrounding the Prison. He hears a noise from behind and turns to see Karen, who is also unable to sleep. They discuss the walkers on the other side of the fences. Rick says they make a good defence, and that it deters attackers. Karen remarks saying that it feels like they're trapping them in as well as keeping otheres out. She brings Lori once again, and says that Rick was about to say something before Daryl interrupted them. Rick says that whenever he does something he shouldn't, he sees Lori. Karen asks if he saw her when they started dating. Rick says no. Karen smiles and rests her head on his right shoulder. She jokes that if it weren't for the walkers, it would be a really quiet and peaceful night.
A moment later, the sound of a car engine is heard at the gates, and headlights shine into the courtyard. Rick tells Karen to stay where she is and rushes down towards the gates. He points his rifle at the car which is now being suttounded by walkers. He lowers his rifle and stares into the car in disbelief. It's Morgan.
Ok, so that's my thoughts on episode one. I may do episode two later. Maybe. I will concede that the party thing is a little far fetched, possibly. But I like the idea that it represents the group returning to a state of normality and humanity. Which was kind of lost over the course of the outbreak...
now I'm thinking of Dale. I wonder what he'd say? "If you keep idolising Daryl, you're no better than the walkers!"
Oh well, live long and prosper.
Although I guess that's sort of ironic, given the subject matter of the show...


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Every week we talk about franchises. We talk about the health and beauty magnates; the tanning and massage salons; the cleaning and maintenance industry; the vitamin and medial industry – there are so many franchise opportunities out there in the world right now that it boggles the mind. And many of these franchisors know exactly what they're talking about. If they open that new 'sub shop,' their sandwiches appear as the first search result on Google so that each and every person out there knows that they want their lunch delivered from them…and no one else. Why is that? Because these franchisors discovered the fact that social media – the realm of Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, and more – are where consumers are looking for their everyday needs. There are no yellow pages anymore, people head straight to Google in order to find that next 'big thing,' or that next new restaurant that the office hasn't yet tried.
This is the reason these franchises are growing by the minute. A solid marketing campaign, advertising 'buzz,' a wealth of websites and social media channels set up to make them #1 – and all of this is being accomplished by the social media management team. These are the ones who are working on every facet of the franchisor's business and building that awesome reputation that company's need in order to survive.
What many don't know is this absolute fact: The largest growing market in the world is franchises. And, no, that's not going to change. In this day and age, with this frightening economy and a great many who were set out to pasture by their employers when they downsized, becoming a franchisee has been the 'white knight' in a whole lot of lives. They haven't only seen their investment come back to them, but that initial investment in many cases has tripled because of the franchise growth and the new units opening across the country.
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You are talking about talented people who give franchisors an experienced team that not only manages the company brand, but also monitors and manages an unlimited number of the franchisees social media profiles simultaneously. Not only will all franchisee profiles be watched, but they can also monitor the profiles of their competitors constantly.
When it comes to social media platform such as this, companies can literally find our anything – positive and negative feedback – and be alerted to any posts they need to pay very special attention to.
Be First Inc. is constantly working to make sure that a company is ahead of the game by monitoring all comments 24/7 in order to handle a problem immediately so that the good reputation of the franchise doesn't take a hit. Let's face it, no matter who you are or what product you sell there is always something that will go wrong – that's just life. And with a social media management team on board for your franchise, they can immediately spot any negativity in the world when it comes to a disgruntled employee, a web page that doesn't work, or even an individual who just had a 'bad experience' in on of the storefronts.
Having a monitoring system is necessary in this day and age – but especially when it comes to franchisors. This is truly an umbrella; the franchisor has to maintain and monitor units all over the country and make sure that their company name is being treated in a positive manner. One flaw, just one bad employee, can honestly cause the franchisor a world of pain and agony. Once a comment goes up on Twitter or Facebook or even a blog that has a major audience, a franchisor can feel the ripple effect all the way back to the home office from the one unit that wasn't living up to the fantastic reputation that the franchisor has worked tirelessly to build over the years.
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