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Listen through to Sam Brinton's part of the interview (you'll spot him with his red mohawk) to hear his story of being forced into conversion therapy as an adolescent where he endured electrocution therapy and other aversion therapy (ice, burns, etc.) Sam is my hero!
I Love This Pastor! See Video
Anyone who knows anything about me knows I was part of a radical, extreme church for a while, and that, as a result, I am not part of any church now. I'm still healing, and part of that healing process involves researching for and writing several books that have to to with extreme religion.
Today I came across this video of a fiery pastor who asks why religious people feel the need to condemn homosexuality and same sex marriage. See the video here – it's pretty amazing. At one point, he gets too real for his own congregation, but that's why I love him so.
He challenges ignorance. He challenges fear. He asks why straight folk feel the need to oppress GBLT couples. It's great stuff. Just fabulous. This guy is lucid, and rational, and he moved my soul. Thank you, pastor. Thank you.
My heart has been bleeding about this topic lately. I can't help but to echo this pastor's sentiments. Why, oh WHY do straight people feel the need to stop gay people from getting married? Why do they feel the need to condemn a form of sex just because they don't enjoy it, or they don't understand it? Why do people feel the need to condemn people who are unlike themselves?
Deeper than this, why do so many people feel the need to suppress sexuality in general? What is so scary about sex that people throughout history have felt the need to control what their people do? Why is sex so scary that people feel the need to control – not only what they do, but what other people do?
These are the questions that run through my head as I write out the story of a man I recently interviewed. His name is Gabe, and his story has moved my heart so very deeply. When I work on his story, I can hear his voice cracking as he cried, telling me how he had done his best to get straight. He'd tried so hard to be someone he wasn't. He'd spent years of his life and thousands of dollars desperately trying to be someone he wasn't.
God created Gabe gay. And yet, Gabe tried for years to be something he wasn't – to please the very Being who created him to be who he is.
I believe God loves us as we are. Just as I love my children (and I am fallible) just the way they are, God loves us now. There is nothing we can (or should) do differently.
Like I said earlier, I'm no longer religious. I'm not even sure what I believe doctrine-wise. Is God a God? A Goddess? A genderless Creator? A nameless being? I don't know. But I do believe this with all my heart: I believe that God is loving and accepting, and I believe in spreading that love and acceptance as far and wide as I can.
Peace to all. Spread love, not hate.
Today I spent time at the Charlotte Pride Festival with my daughter, Arianna. As you'd expect, we saw lots of inspiring people standing up for love, tolerance, acceptance and progress.
Ari and I had a great time, cheering on groups and talking about the wonderful people I get to interview this week for my work-in-progress.
The protesters were there, of course…
I love living in the South… except for the religious condemnation, such as this…
But at least there were some clever people there to lighten things up a bit.
I find myself amazed that so many religions condemn homosexual activity. I firmly believe that any god who created someone gay, bi or transgendered would love that person just the way he/she created that person to be! I also believe that creator would celebrate each and every one of his or her creations living out what love relationships came naturally to that person.
Which is, of course, one of the main reasons I am working on my book. I hope to open minds within the religious community that currently condemns, suppresses and oppresses.
There were a lot of inspiring people marching and volunteering today, but my favorite group was this one:
These people were enthusiastically chanting something like:
"No papers, no fear
A bunch of queers are marching here!
Unashamed! Unashamed! Unashamed!"
I didn't actually know there was a particular or unusual challenge for gay undocumented immigrants before researching it today (Click here and here and here to learn more about the specific challenges gay undocumented immigrants have faced), but I loved several things about this group in particular:
Their enthusiasm – unbridled.
Their joy – contagious.
Their message: UNASHAMED.
To me, that's what this whole movement is about. The right to live your life, as you are, who you are, completely unashamed. Proud of being straight, gay, bi, or transgendered. Able to live freely, with pride, with dignity, with respect. Free from condemnation or fear.
Conversion Therapy Survivor Survey Results
Why Would Anyone Try Conversion Therapy?
As I've been performing research for my book on sexual orientation change efforts, I've followed the work of Dr. Jallen Rix, sexologist and author of Ex-Gay No Way.
Dr. Rix and his colleagues surveyed men and women who have engaged in conversion therapy.
This blog post explores the answers to the following question (as presented on the Conversion Therapy Survey):
What were the reasons (the motivations) you tried to follow an ex-gay path?
Many people, both gay and straight, are baffled by the concept that people would actually pay money to go to therapy to change their sexual orientation.
This question explores the "why" behind the choice to try to change a person's orientation.
The Conversion Therapy Survey Answers
415 people answered this question on Dr. Rix's survey.
When asked why they tried conversion therapy (in other words, why they tried to change their sexual orientation through therapy), people gave the following responses:
- Over 300 people believed God wanted them to change their orientation from gay to straight
- Just under 300 people believed they would be condemned (by God) if they did not successfully change their orientation
- Just under 300 people reported societal pressure to conform to heterosexuality
- Just under 250 people reported fear of losing friends and family
- Just over 200 believed they were "sexual deviants" and such deviation from the norm was morally wrong
- Just about 225 reported feeling self hatred for being gay
- Approximately 100 reported they didn't think there was any other option but to try to change
You can read the actual responses here.
Why This Conversion Therapy Survey Matters to Me
I've been working on a book about ex-gay ministry experiences, motivated initially by the story of a dear friend of mine who denied his sexual orientation for over 30 years before coming out.
It's important to understand why people would be willing to spend thousands of dollars and years of their lives trying to suppress or change their sexual orientation from gay to straight. Once we understand why people feel pressured to do this, we can provide the support needed to alleviate that pressure.
Thank you, Dr. Rix, for conducting this survey and posting the results online! May this result in positive change!


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For the record, this is not turning into a fine dining blog; the traditional fare will be returning soon. I have had some amazing opportunities to eat well recently. Finding myself in Atlanta I knew that I had to make my way to Woodfire Grill, home of Top Chef finalist Chef Kevin Gillespie. I have to say that it was a full experience. This was dining on a whole different level and I am quite glad I went along for the ride. Continue reading

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Subject: Re: The County of Origin of Ezekiel Sampson and Family
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saw your message on the message board. I can't answer your question but I have a question. My GGGrandmother Harriet Sampson, daughter of Samuel Sampson who lived in Yates county, town of Jeruselum, NY. I just need to know if you have any more information on this family. Can you help me?
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Boston & the Single Girl is all about sharing the good, bad & ugly of dating life in Boston through sharing all the dirty details of her very own single girl life.
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I just received your letter and thought I would send you a paragraph or two.
I did not pursue further education in physics following my graduation in '67. Instead, I began a career at The Travelers Insurance Company in Hartford, Ct. studying to become a casualty actuary. I completed my exams and became a Fellow of The Casualty Actuarial Society in 1974. During my years of studying my wife and I had four children.
I left The Travelers in 1990 and moved to Tallahassee, Fl. becoming a regulator of insurance companies. Since then I tried consulting work in Ohio working as a Principal for William M. Mercer and Co. I did not enjoy that work particularly and returned to Tallahassee in 1996, again as a regulator for the Dept. of Ins. My wife died in 1998 and I began preparing to retire, which I did at the end of 2003.
Currently I'm active at church, enjoy a game of bridge several times a week and live on a pond on the 6th hole of Killearn Country Club. I don't get up to Ashland much eventhough two of my children live in Alexandria, Va.
I wish you well and enjoyed hearing what's going on.
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December 22nd, 2009
Charles, his wife, Jackie, and a few of Santa's elves visited Comer Children's Hospital to pass out gifts, visit with families and partake in hospital activities, to help spread holiday cheer to children and their families who were in the hospital.
"When our daughter was in the hospital, it was especially tough on my family during the holidays, so my wife and I wanted to do what we can to spread holiday cheer to these families." Tillman stated.
Charles, Jackie, and the team of elves passed out gifts bags filled with lots of goodies to over seventy-five children. Charles also called out bingo for a room filled with children. Bingo was also broadcast throughout the entire hospital on television, for patients and their families to play from the comfort of their room.
"Words could not express how much this has meant to me, my children and husband. We obviously do not want to be in the hospital over the holidays, but I so greatly appreciate the generosity of Charles and the Cornerstone Foundation for bringing some happy memories and holidary cheer to us, since we have to be here in the hospital during the holidays." stated one family that received presents and a visit from Charles and the Cornerstone crew.
The "Holiday Party" is a signature program hosted by the Cornerstone Foundation and takes place each December at Chicago-area hospitals.


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There were plenty of excuses flying around in the aftermath of Scotland's failure to qualify for the World T20 competition in Sri Lanka later this year.
Some observers complained about the lack of Dutchmen in the Netherlands line-up, whilst the team coaches made great stock of the injuries which were sustained by the likes of Gordon Goudie, Safyaan Sharif and Gordon Drummond in the midst of the arduous qualifying tournament.
Yet the bottom line is that the Scots will be absent from another major event, whereas the Irish, who also suffered the loss of key players during their campaign, peaked at exactly the right time to secure their passage with Afghanistan.


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Depends on which "Justice League" you're talking about.
In the animated Young Justice and the pre-Flashpoint comic books . . . yes.
In the DCnU since September . . . we don't even know if Red Tornado ever existed yet.
As for Cyborg, he's still a human being with a bunch of mechanical parts . . . slightly different from a robot with no human parts.


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A direct start to the Bolt Ladder with MANY variations. These variations include following the right-leaning crack that starts a few feet right of the Bolt Ladder or climbing straight up the plumb-line of the wall using broken cracks and small blocks.
Right of the line of bolts.
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Canadian Orthopaedic Foundationhttp://www.canorth.org/
Healthy Living Unithttp://www.phac-aspc.gc.ca/pau-uap/fitness/
2008 Physical Activity Guidelines for Americans. US Department of Health and Human Services website. Available at: http://www.health.gov/paguidelines/guidelines/default.aspx#toc. Published October 2008. Accessed June 11, 2012.
Osteoporosis. EBSCO DynaMed website. Available at: http://ebscohost.com/dynamed. Updated May 25, 2012. Accessed June 11, 2012.
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USPS V5 - Rate query returned null results
I am no longer receiving rates from USPS. Credentials are good and I even tried updating to the new 2011-02-09 and get the following debug info.
Debug: Starting Shipping module: uspsv5
Debug: uspsv5::list_rates() - Starting
Debug: Shipment::addPackage() Adding a new bundled package
Debug: Shipment::addPackage() - Package Number: 1
Debug: Shipment::addPackage() - Package is Bundled
Debug: Shipment::addPackage() - Maxweight: 70
Debug: Package::addItem() - ***** Adding item 40 to package #1 *****
Debug: Package::addItem() - Package weight is now: 2
Debug: Package::query_rates() - Querying for Source: US/12345 , Destination: US/12345, Weight: 2, Value: 83.7
Debug: uspsv5::get_rates_array() - Calculating domestic shipping.
Debug: Package::query_rates() - Rate query returned null results.
Debug: Shipment::populate() - query_rates() failed.
Debug: uspsv5::list_rates() - shipment->populate() failed!
Notice: We are unable to ship via USPS at this time. System Error.
Thought it might be USPS having problems but I am not sure.
Called USPS and we are good to go there. I am using VM 1.1.6 W/ 1.1.7 patch.
Called web host today and they are having problems with SSL on their server. At one point the shipping was working and then the whole site went down. I will update this post when they are through fixing things.
The shipping is now displaying correctly. The problem was with the hosting
provider. They fixed a problem with the SSL on their server which corrected our site not coming up and then later realized, after calling again, they had to re-point our site to the correct purchased SSL IP Address. Our site was pointing to a shared SSL. Hope this has helped.
I am getting the same errors. This is my first time setting it up so I have no clue to how it is supposed look when functioning
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Eyes watched each move Elizabeth made. The thought left an eerie emptiness in the lonesome apartment. She was certain no one was around but felt a strange sensation while the distant sound of Serenade Lyrique echoed from the bedroom. The classical music catapulted Elizabeth's imagination to another century. She often let her thoughts get the best of her. The colors of the trees caught her attention as she passed the window. The hues were magnificent; such deep reds and bright yellows. Elizabeth was in a daze as she watched the crisp leaves fall gracefully from the tips of the branches. They looked as if they were dancing as they drifted to the ground. Each happy memory she experienced led up to her life as it was now, uncertain. She could not help but relive the exultant moments of her life before her grandfather passed away. "What a birthday present," Elizabeth whispered. She refused to glance at the claw-footed music box that rested on the counter. Her grandfather planned for her to receive the box on her twentieth birthday. This was his final request.
Elizabeth fell deeper into her memories as she stared through the window. She missed Mac, her grandfather. Mac was a master watchmaker and found great joy in collecting antique trinkets and eighteenth century art. He knew several people throughout all corners of the world from travelling as a teenager. At a charity auction two years ago, Mac introduced Elizabeth to Professor Linderman who was a fellow collector. The professor was an expert in a variety of fields including art and artifacts but history was his main area of expertise. Although Linderman never taught, people called him Professor due to his extensive knowledge of history. Elizabeth continued to reminisce in a different memory that often revisited her thoughts. She once eavesdropped on a private meeting between the professor and her grandfather. She learned the two were essential members in an underground group called the Paranormal Secret Society. She overheard muffled pieces of a conversation that entailed monsters and magic. The thought of mysterious creatures and a secret society created a burning sensation inside of Elizabeth's core. She was eager to learn more. That day she vowed to think more critically about her surroundings. She no longer took the world at face value.
The day was fading into night quicker than expected. The dark wisps of clouds bellowed above the treetops as a hint of lightening flashed a silver brightness on the horizon. The smell of fresh rain whipped through her windows. She closed each one before the downpour started. The terrifying visions began when she touched the antique on her twentieth birthday. Elizabeth witnessed threats and murders. The details flashed before her eyes seconds at a time like quick snippets of a film. Elizabeth never saw the faces of those who completed the horrible tasks but she hated them. Whoever these power hungry strangers were, they would search until they found the object they most desired. The visions frightened Elizabeth. She wished her grandfather were alive so he could comfort and explain to her what was happening.
Elizabeth glanced at the antique. The box was marble black with silver plated edges and claw feet; each foot resembled a dragon's face. The superfluous visions the box caused were beginning to overcome Elizabeth and control her emotions. Although breathtaking, it was negatively affecting her relationship with Gabriel, her best friend since childhood. Elizabeth knew he was worried by the way he looked at her when she would say things out of the norm. She knew that particular look, for it was not a stranger to her. Gabriel use to dart his blue eyes towards her the same way when they were younger. She wished he could see an inkling of the horror she envisioned but the box only affected her. Elizabeth could not free herself from the sensation that radiated from its edges. For that reason, she would carry the burden of this antique for life.
Three loud knocks echoed through the living room. The last knock harder than the previous two, Elizabeth rushed to the door. A hooded figure stood outside. Elizabeth could only make out the bottom half of the stranger's face. "Who is it?" Elizabeth hoped this person was a figment of her imagination because the situation was quite odd. There was no answer back. Elizabeth opened the door and peeked at each corner of the porch. Relieved, she ducked back into the apartment and locked the door. As Elizabeth turned, a woman stood close behind her. A high pitch yelp escaped from Elizabeth as the silver haired woman removed the hood that had previously covered her face. Elizabeth could not help but notice the golden dragon clasp with gleaming ruby eyes that secured the flowing hunter green cloak upon the woman's shoulders. Her nose was petite and lips defined but her skin was as wrinkled as a crumpled piece of parchment. Elizabeth questioned the woman's motives. The old woman placed a hand on her shoulder, "I am not here to harm you. I was sent to protect you. They are coming." A warm calmness fell over Elizabeth's body. She somehow knew the lady was telling the truth but found that a little hard to believe.
The old woman's tone was familiar, one Elizabeth had recognized from her Grandmother. Elizabeth thought she misunderstood the frail older woman. "You? Protect me? And may I ask who they are?" Elizabeth hammered for answers but did not know how much information the old woman was willing to convey. The circumstance was entertaining. An old brittle lady had come to protect her from the unknown. The woman looked as if she could barely walk ten feet without needing a breather or breaking a bone.
"I sense you do not trust me. I can explain more but first I must place a sacred enchantment upon your dwelling." The old woman hobbled around the living room whispering a language Elizabeth had never heard. The old woman pulled a wooden stick from inside of her robe and waved the wand in small circles as she cast the enchantments around the room. Small purple swirls whisked from the wand's tip until the room filled with a light-purple smoke. The smoke smelled like homemade blueberry pie. Elizabeth swooshed the floating swirls of smoke from her face and followed close behind the old woman. Elizabeth was stunned by what she witnessed and wondered if the woman was an odd figment of her imagination.
"My dear, I am a witch. A tootin' good one if I do not say so myself but please don't be afraid. You can think of me as your fairy godmother if you wish. Also, I think it would be safe for you to know I knew your grandfather." Gertrude worked with Elizabeth's grandfather on several cases regarding the Society. Gertrude and Mac successfully completed dozens of classified missions throughout the years of knowing one another. This was Elizabeth's first hand experience with an entity that was not ordinary. Gertrude watched Elizabeth's every move for the past week and knew the box was making the girl mentally and physically unstable. The witch promised her life that if anything happened to Mac than she would protect Elizabeth with all of her being. She sealed this promise with a magical incantation that only death could break. The moment the box opened, Gertrude knew the time had arrived for her to fulfill her lifelong duty.
The old woman whispered a final enchantment and returned her wand inside of the cloak, the purple smoke and smell of pie vanished. "Sorry dear, I am Gertrude the Gifted. It is nice to meet you. We will have time to get to know one another but that time is not now. Someone is coming." Gertrude disappeared and Elizabeth heard another knock. The knock grew louder until it was an obnoxious pounding at the door. Elizabeth hurried to see Gabriel standing soaking wet with a broken umbrella in his hand. "It's me! Open up!" he yelled. Elizabeth hesitated but unlocked the door. Gabriel rushed in. "It started pouring down just a couple of miles away. I had to change a stupid tire in the rain."
"Look what the cat drug in," Elizabeth said as she tried not to notice his defined stomach muscles through his dripping wet t-shirt. She moved to the bathroom and grabbed a towel for Gabe. She expected him to visit after work. He recently took a position assisting the Professor with his artifact studies. The job paid well and Gabe learned fascinating facts about other societies and cultures. The professor had many theories on lost cities and sacred temples. Gabe also knew details about the Society and shared information with her. She had insight on the tasks the group set out to complete. The Society became more active after her grandfather passed away. She knew they were up to something. Elizabeth asked Gabriel to question the Professor about the antique music box. If anyone was to know its history, he would.
"I rushed over as soon as I could to let you know what Professor Linderman said. I was instructed to tell you in person because he is overly paranoid again." Gabe was talking fast while moving close to Elizabeth. Gabe seemed a bit shaken up. "Linderman spoke to the Society. You are having a reaction to what is inside of the box, not the box itself. Whatever is in there, must stay locked away. Then, Linderman said, if the evil is unleashed it could be bad. Really bad!" Elizabeth's mind wandered. She had seen the contents of the box; it had opened for her once.
"Gabe. I know what is in the box but…I did not want to tell you or the Professor." He gave her one of those familiar looks. She continued. "It contains a crimson ruby necklace. I tried to open it last week. I fell to the ground and the box fell as hard as I did on the tile. Its powers were overwhelming. My body lay frozen to the floor. I tried to move. A light reflected from the silver edges and almost blinded me. Then the box opened." Elizabeth refused to make eye contact with Gabriel. He was blind sided by this information. She had kept this from him for days. He was thankful she was not injured but was hurt she did not tell him.
"I think Professor Linderman should know."
"Gabe, please. He does not need to know anything. The Society is up to no good."
"Liz. Listen to yourself. It is as if you are trying to protect this stupid box. We need information."
"NO!" Her tone was unfamiliar to herself.
"I won't tell him exactly what is inside. No details. I promise."
Gabe gave Elizabeth a bear hug and squeezed her tight. She did not want him to leave. She enjoyed the closeness and faint smell of his cologne. Elizabeth had a feeling Gabe knew more but did not want to pry. If he were keeping a secret, it was to protect her. Gabe released Elizabeth and rushed to his jeep. He would go back to the Professor's house tonight. The old woman rematerialized. Her instant reappearance startled Elizabeth.
"He is gone now. We can talk if you would like," Elizabeth announced.
"You know, you have your grandfather's stubbornness," the woman said with a smile on her face. Elizabeth did not want Gertrude to explain any further. Elizabeth had a certain kind of love for Gabriel, but smirked instead of going into detail. The two stood in silence but shared a moment. To change the subject Elizabeth asked Gertrude her age. She could not help but focus on the dangling wrinkles. Elizabeth found them a bit comical but knew how rude it was to laugh at someone's appearance.
"I am 435; my birthday is next month but before you ask, my kind usually lives three times as long." Elizabeth could not comprehend living thousands of years. Gertrude looked great for being 435. The old woman pulled her wand from her cloak and twirled it between her fingers. "Talgonadunta," Gertrude shouted and the wrinkles fell from her face onto the floor and then vanished. The grey hairs transformed into jet blackness. Her hair scrunched into tight curls. Gertrude's emerald eyes stood out beyond all of her perfect features.
"You are…beautiful." Elizabeth said, stunned by her beauty.
"Thank you dear. I usually go for this look. Reminds me of the good ole days."
"But…why didn't –"
"I did not present myself to you this way because I have learned younger people, like yourself, tend to trust old wrinkled grandmas more."
Gertrude was right; she surely would not have trusted a youthful beautiful witch. Elizabeth barely believed the older woman façade. Gertrude pulled a pocket watch from her robe and stared at it intensely. Elizabeth caught a glimpse. The watch did not have numbers like most watches, but instead had flowers and a small moon and sun where the twelve would have been.
"We have time." Gertrude said more to herself. "I must tell you these things before I go but you may not ask any additional questions. You must listen closely." Gertrude cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and spoke in a soft tone. Elizabeth moved close to the woman. "As long as you are home, no one can get in, unless you allow it. Do not be fooled by mimics, and always ask questions. You will go to the lake at the end of the woods tomorrow at daybreak. You must go alone and deal with your own demons. Understand?" Elizabeth shook her head yes. "You must be cautious. Please." Elizabeth did not quite understand the instructions but listened carefully,
"Do you know what will happen when I reach the lake?"
"Yes. I know the outcome, if all goes as planned, for the rest of your life. This is why you must follow each instruction. If anything goes off plan… all things may change. Do as I say."
"My grandfather. Aren't you going to tell me more?"
"In due time, my sweet child. That time is not now…but we will meet again."
Gertrude winked at Elizabeth and then was gone as quick as she appeared. Elizabeth sat in silence, staring at the imprints on the couch where the woman previously sat. She moved her hand over the area. She had no reason to believe Gertrude was there to harm her. Elizabeth was worried about what Gabe would think of her walking through the woods alone. She was concerned with what her Grandmother would say if she knew or what the professor's input would be.
The apartment was now safe and Elizabeth felt protected from whatever was coming for her. The unknown was what she feared the most. She packed a small bag for her short journey. She pulled her grandfather's pocketknife and a flashlight from a small drawer in her bedroom. She was unsure of how long the visit at the lake would be and hoped it would only take a few hours. The day had been long and somewhat stressful. Although the sun was setting on the horizon, Elizabeth would sleep until she heard from Gabe.
Gabriel drove directly to the professor's house where the majority of the Paranormal Secret Society (P.S.S.) members were staying. He felt like the members judged him for being uneducated in their field. From the driveway, he could make out the silhouette of a strange man standing outside of the mansion door.
"State your name, boy." The man said with a thick cockney accent.
"Gabriel. Professor Linderman is expecting me," he answered back.
The older man studied Gabriel from head to toe. He had stringy grease-filled grey hair and wore an off-white sweater. He was not the kind of character a person would want to cross in an alleyway. "Go on then." He nudged Gabriel hard. The angry tone in his voice startled him. Strategically placed in front of the entrance to ward off any unwanted visitors, the man looked for trouble. He did not look afraid to kill. The man watched Gabriel enter until he disappeared from sight. He walked through the main hallway until he reached the dining area. Professor Linderman sat at the head of a long table with a burgundy robe wrapped tightly around his figure. The other members of the society sat around the table. Gabriel was uncomfortable. All eyes darted toward him when he entered. He felt like he was performing brain surgery in front of a panel. Their faces gleamed with interest.
He cleared his throat, "I spoke with Liz. There's a necklace in the box." All movement ceased within the room and their eyes darted back and forth. The questions about the necklace were inevitable. The Professor hammered for specific answers but Gabe refused to give any detailed information. He kept his promise to Elizabeth. The Professor pulled an old dust-covered book from the nearest bookshelf and flipped through the pages. All the members stood to watch the frail pages flop one over another. The professor stopped as he reached the pages of hand drawn necklaces. He studied a page that displayed a large red ruby-like stone with encrusted diamonds. The necklace had spikes of barbwire on the chain. The professor darted his eyes towards Gabriel. Gabriel shuffled in his seat feeling more uncomfortable than before. He was the only one in the room still sitting. Gabriel kept a straight face but could not hide his interest in the drawing.
"This necklace, my boy, is the cerise ruby. It holds an ancient dark magic, the darkest of the dark. The legends states that whoever possesses this stone could rule the world if wanted. Unfortunately, those who have worn the necklace became greedy with power. The necklace is utter evil. But."
There was a long pause.
"It has been lost for centuries, since the late 1700′s. Oh, don't let that discourage you; the hunt has never ceased. Secret societies across the world have searched every continent since its disappearance. Wishful thinking to believe its here, locked up in a silly little antique in the hands of a silly little girl." Gabe had the urge to sigh in relief. The society would want the box eventually to see the contents for themselves. Greed gleamed from each of the member's eyes, but not one of them could be trusted.
"Sir, I believe she said it was a chain." He hoped his lie would fool them.
"Yes. That is the most common necklace that curses are placed upon." The professor said with a disappointed look on his face. "Gabe, I need you to find out precise details about this necklace. Specifics could help us solve this curse and understand the history of this object." Gabe agreed and found it was time to leave. "Oh one last thing, please relay a message to Miss Elizabeth for me." He paused and looked at the members of his society who now sat around the table. "Eventually, the box will be opened and she will not have to worry with it much longer."
Gabe did not know how to take the message for it sounded like an odd threat. He gave a simple head nod and was on his way back to Elizabeth's house. Something did not settle right about the Professor. What if he read Gabriel's expressions or knew he was lying? Could the Professor be more dangerous than helpful? Gabe put his thoughts beside him and started the jeep. He drove down the dark country road to Elizabeth's apartment.
Gabe pulled into Elizabeth's driveway and rushed up the stairs, tripping over the last few steps. He fell onto his palms but hopped back up. He knocked on Elizabeth's door but there was no answer and the apartment was dark from the outside. He used the key she had given him months ago after his girlfriend broke up with him. Elizabeth was never the type of girl to be sentimental but wanted him to have a key. The apartment was dark inside. "Elizabeth. Liz," he whispered but she did not answer. He heard rustling in the bedroom. Elizabeth slept in her bed soundly. He reached his hand to wake her but before he touched her shoulder, she awoke suddenly.
"What? You scared me. How did you get in?" She said in a panic. She never liked being startled.
"With this key," he said as he dangled his keys.
She remembered the enchantment placed upon the apartment and was a bit confused how he was able to enter. She knew in her heart, Gabe would always be welcome.
"I have to tell you what I found out over at Professor Linderman's house but first I must tell you that you were right about not trusting them. The look in their eyes is unsettling, like they are looking deep within my soul."
"That's it?" She lay back down on the pillow.
"No. There is more. The professor had an old book. Inside were hand drawings of necklaces. He showed me a picture of a heart shaped ruby necklace.. The chain resembled –"
"Like it is made of barbed wire with a ruby about this big?"
She cupped her hands to show the size. Elizabeth was in more danger than they imagined. If the society knew the antique jewelry box contained the lost necklace, they would be there within a blink.
"Elizabeth. You must not tell anyone about this. Keep it to yourself."
"Gabriel. You're scaring me." His eyes filled with worry. Elizabeth was not used to him acting this way.
"You have to promise not to freak out. Ok?" Elizabeth was hesitant but promised.
"If you have the necklace that has been lost for over three hundred years…this is not good. For centuries, people have searched for it. That necklace possesses evil, harbors greed, and if anyone finds out you have it…" He thought of the worst. "They will use deadly force to get it. It is very important no one knows. No one. Elizabeth, look at me. No one can know. You're already in enough danger." This solidified Elizabeth's feelings; Gertrude was genuine. She would continue with the witch's instructions.
"Gabe. Tomorrow I am leaving. I have to get away from here before the Society comes snooping. It's very important that I go alone, completely alone. This is going to sound insane and you may not believe me but an old lady visited me earlier before you arrived. She was different. Almost unbelievable. If what you tell me is true about the necklace then I have no other choice. She gave me simple instructions: go to lake in the woods and be careful. I'm going to take a chance and go with it." Gabriel moved uneasily in his seat. He did not want her to go alone but respected her choice. "I am taking the box with me," Elizabeth added. She threw the blanket from her legs and wandered to the kitchen, refusing to make eye contact. Although Gabe was worried for Elizabeth's safety, he respected her decision. Elizabeth leaned on the counter. "Little change of plans. I'm leaving tonight."
Gabriel did not know what to say. "It's dark outside." How stupid, he thought. She grabbed the extra flashlight from the counter and shone it in his face. The anxiety of waiting until sunrise was overcoming her. She changed shoes and grabbed the backpack. She forced Gabriel to place the music box into her bag and swung it over one shoulder. With the slightest touch of the box her mind would be bombarded with horrible visions that weakened her physically and mentally. Gabriel did not say a word. Once Elizabeth had made her mind, there was no use arguing.
She took one last look at him and walked through the door, refusing to glance back. She stood on the porch and looked out into the dark woods. Above the treetops was a hint of a full moon. She imagined if today were her last day on earth and could not help but think of all the regrets in her life. She rushed back into her apartment and glanced at Gabe standing in the kitchen. She pushed him onto the bar stool and looked into his blue eyes. "Just in case I don't make it back. I wanted to give you something." She grabbed his face and leaned in close to his lips. He moved in towards her and their lips interlocked like two puzzle pieces, perfectly fitting together. Butterflies rushed through Elizabeth's body and goose bumps covered her arms. They stood, still slowly kissing and nibbled on each other's lips. She pulled away, "I cannot believe I did that."
Elizabeth was embarrassed. She had dreamed about kissing him but never had the courage to do so. She did not want her life to end with any remorse, especially with danger looming around the corner. He pulled her in closer and tasted her sweet lips one last time. Elizabeth did not know what the darkness held but after kissing Gabe she had the courage to conquer whatever was out there. The old witch instructed her to go in the morning but if she were to die, she wanted to get it over with soon. Gabe begged her to stay. Elizabeth refused to listen. Their friendship was instantly confusing. He hoped Elizabeth stayed safe during her journey. He could not live with himself if something bad happened to her.
Elizabeth ran through the woods as fast she could, branches scrapped her legs leaving stings and aches along her shins and calves. The bottom of her dress had ripped and the lace trimming had come unsewn. She could taste the salty sweat dripping down her face while the wind blew against her cheeks. A chill drifted up her spine. This encouraged her to run harder. The slight whistles of the wind echoed lightly through the top of the tall pines. She could hear the tree branches dancing up above, swaying back and forth. She imagined the trees were dancing to Canon in D minor and smiled. Although the storm had passed, the streaks of lightning flashed in the distance through the opening in the trees.


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Some of the most popular wines in the world are Bordeaux wines. Despite the name being synonymous with high cost, all Bordeaux wines are not necessarily the highest quality of wines you can get, as some of them can actually taste pretty ordinary. So, if you are looking towards Bordeaux wines as an investment or just to have around home, having a bit of knowledge on them is always good to have to prevent you from getting ripped off, or just to know exactly what you are purchasing.
A Bordeaux wine is simply any wine produced in the Bordeaux region of France, which is one of many French wine regions. In this area alone, there are over 9000 wineries and vineyards. In general, Bordeaux red blends are the most popular, but there are also notable sweet white wines, dry whites, rose, and sparkling wines.
History of Bordeaux Wine
Like all French wines, the history of Bordeaux wines is very old, stretching back to 48 AD when the Ancient Romans used the area to grow grapes to make the wine for its soldiers. Although the wine was very popular domestically, it was rarely exported, as the volumes produced in the area were generally quite low. However, this changed dramatically in the 12th century with the marriage of Henry Plantagenet (Henry II) and Eleanor of Aquitaine. The marriage effectively made the province of Aquitaine an English territory, which meant that the majority of Bordeaux wine was exported. However, at the end of the Hundred Years' War the French reclaimed the territory.
In 1725, the Bordeaux region saw the number of vineyards spread rapidly. This required the region to be divided into specific areas so people buying the wine could tell exactly where each one was from. As a consequence, all bottles were labelled with the region and the area from which they originated.
At the height of their popularity, nearly all Bordeaux wine vineyards were nearly destroyed through infestations of Phylloxera. If not for the importation of root-stock from America (which were pest resistant), the Bordeaux wine industry may not have survived. As a consequence of this slowdown in production, other regions in France started producing wine and labelling them as Bordeaux. The government was called into action to save the Bordeaux region, and a law was imposed that demanded only products made in the Bordeaux region could be labelled as such. From here, the region has seen its ups and downs economically, but has survived to produce some of the most sought-after wines in the world, both for investment purposes and for drinking.
Grapes Produced in the Bordeaux Region
What is known as Claret in the UK, Red Bordeaux is made from a blend of grapes. The grapes used officially are Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Carmenere, Malbec, Petit Verdot and Cabernet Franc. The blend of these grapes can vary widely within the region. For example, a "Bordeaux Blend" will consist of 70% Cabernet Sauvignon, 15% Merlot and 15% Cabernet Franc and is common of the areas on the left bank of the Gironde estuary, whereas Merlot will dominate the blends produced in areas on the right bank.
White Bordeaux, while not as common as the Bordeaux red blends, are generally made from Semillon, Muscadelle and Sauvignon Blanc, with typical blends being an 80/20 Semillon/Sauvignon Blanc
In all, Bordeaux wines can be a very sophisticated choice of wine. They can be very expensive, but many tend to appreciate with age, not only in taste but in monetary value. However, because of their complexity, you should learn as much as you can about Bordeaux wines before purchasing in order to get full value!


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BUCKFIELD — Amy Lee Adams lost her battle from complications with cervical cancer on January 30, 2013 at the young age of 36. She will be greatly missed by her family and friends.
Everyone was taken in by her bright and beautiful smile. Her spirit and honesty touched so many lives. She connected so genuinely with friends of every generation. Known as "the Babysitter," she nurtured many young lives besides her own three boys. She loved all babies and they loved her too.
As a mom, she took special pride in her boys, Brandon, 16; Kalby, eight and Soren, six. They shared in her adventurous nature and appreciation of the simple pleasures. She gave them the strong foundation of being true to themselves.
Ms. Adams has predeceased her parents, Tim and Wendy Turner of Buckfield and her estranged father, David Adams of Dixfield. She was the oldest of four; her siblings are Jason Adams of Afghanistan and his four children, Genny, Shane, Hunter and Justin, Sean Turner of Portland and his son Gavin and Casey Turner of Portland. Her grandparents, Louise Adams of Dixfield, JoAnne Palmer of West Peru, Ethelyn Turner of South Paris and Wendell and Ellen Palmer of Dixfield, feel an exceptional loss; it's not the natural order of life for the young to die first. She was the anchor in the family, the person who maintained that connection with the family.
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Within days of suspending fall enrollment, Mountain State began a process that may only be described as closing shop.
In a moment of candor, Mountain State president Richard Sours told remaining students that they should work on their own behalf to do the best they can to move their education forward. Students of the beleaguered university took Sours' words to heart and began flooding the neighboring University of Charleston with transfer applications.
As Mountain State's students attempt to transfer to other schools without losing their scholarships or experiencing interruptions in financial aid payments, the university's faculty and staff face grim prospects. The university has decided to lay off 50% of its workforce, 146 people.
The reductions were spread across the faculty, staff, and administrative levels and were focused primarily on the university's main campus in Beckley, W. Va. where 132 employees were told that their time at the university would be ending on Sept. 21.
Outside of Beckley, the cuts were concentrated in Martinsburg, W. Va., where nine employees lost their jobs. The remaining layoffs were spread fairly evenly across the rest of Mountain State's satellite campuses: two employees were let go in North Carolina; two were laid off in Florida; and one was downsized in Pennsylvania.
Among the first to go was Mountain State men's basketball coach and athletic director Bob Bolen. The removal of Bolen effectively ends athletics at Mountain State. Bolen, who took over the program in 1993, had a 308-42 record for the last 10 seasons and was considered one of the best non-Division I coaches in the country.
Prior to the problems with the school's general accreditation being revealed, and the explosion of lawsuits that followed, the Mountain State Cougars were considered a strong contender for the NAIA national championship.
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So today I decided that as someone who is tiring of celebrities constantly gaining attention over violence – then claiming their actions are completely due to mental health – I decided to contact Matthew Newton's lawyer through Twitter.
Evidently, some of the things he said, he later went to take down but that's why I screen captured the communication. I wasn't intentionally trying to push lawyer Chris Murphy to the edge, but I strongly oppose people abusing Section 32 (The eligibility to be sentenced or dealt with under the mental health act) and I desperately refuse to feel sympathetic for a man who uses medication with alcohol yet still manages to be treated as if the alcohol thrown into the equation is irrelevant.
I've spent years of my life battling with over four different diagnosis's and I can not honestly say that when being dealt with by the courts of law – that I've been given a fair advantage or any lenience like a celebrity has.
Now, Matthew Newton isn't exactly an internationally famous actor – in fact, for the last few years he has been more notable for violent attacks against his ex-partner, a case which was thrown away because the lawyer thought Matthew Newton was 'a gentlemen in the court room'
So, contacting Chris Murphy was a very interesting experience. I appreciated the fact he was addressing the critics and the people on twitter who had contacted him for more information, but the way it was handled, and then erased as if nobody had noticed what he had said to his and WordswithMeaning!'s followers is truly astonishing.
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Candidates for APA President
- How would you work to increase diversity of APA council, states' leadership and division leadership?
APA and our state and provincial organizations have all worked for many years to increase organizational diversity with only limited success. At a time when our culture is becoming increasingly diverse, the face of our organizational leadership continues to be overwhelmingly European and too often male. Based upon my many conversations with members of minority groups, I'm advised that the best approach is to recruit new leadership on a personal level. As president and chair of the Council of Representatives, I would charge each council psychologist with the explicit task of recruiting and mentoring one minority group member into APA leadership.
Government officials and bodies, as well as the general citizenry, need to become more aware and appreciative of the contributions of psychology as a science and practice to their ongoing activities, as well as of our contributions to the promotion of health, education and human welfare. How would you use the media to achieve that goal?
APA has taken an important step by hiring a part-time position whose primary purpose is to insert our research findings into America's mass media marketplace. But we can do better. First, I will establish a presidential commission charged with developing a strategy to encourage psychological research that is directly and immediately applicable to daily family life. The average citizen should readily see how psychologists contribute to their everyday welfare. Let's start with learning how to reduce our divorce rate! Then, I'd get that part-time position up to full time and let them promote psychology to the public in an accessible manner.
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A city of southwest Poland on the Oder River. It was a member of the Hanseatic League (1368-1474) before passing to the Hapsburgs (1526) and Prussia (1742). Wroclaw was assigned to Poland by the Potsdam Conference (1945). Population: 635,000.


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Volume 15 Issue 37 09/13/2012 |
From NORML.org:
Washington, DC: Nine former directors of the United States Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) sent a letter last week to US Attorney General Eric Holder urging his office to actively oppose several statewide ballot measures that seek to depenalize the personal use and possession of cannabis by adults. "We urge you to oppose publicly Amendment 64 in Colorado, Initiative 502 in Washington, and Measure 80 in Oregon," the letter states. "To continue to remain silent conveys to the American public ... a tacit acceptance of these dangerous initiatives." Signatories include every former director of the DEA since the agency's inception. Amendment 64, the Regulate Marijuana Like Alcohol Act, Initiative 502, and Measure 80, the Oregon Cannabis Tax Act, all seek to amend state law to allow for the limited possession and distribution of cannabis to adults. Both Amendment 64 in Colorado and Initiative 502 in Washington hold solid leads among likely voters. This week, a Survey USA poll of Washington voters showed I-502 ahead by a margin of 57 percent to 34 percent. The DEA letter did not specifically address separate state initiatives in Arkansas, Massachusetts, and Montana that seek to regulate the physician-recommended use and distribution of cannabis. Holder's office previously spoke out in 2010 against Proposition 19 in California after receiving a similar letter from past chiefs of the DEA. That measure sought to allow for the limited possession and cultivation of cannabis for adults. The measure was defeated at the polls by a vote of 46.5 percent to 53.5 percent. For more information, please contact Allen St. Pierre, NORML Executive Director at (202) 483-5500. NORML has additional details about this November's statewide and municipal ballot proposals here: http://norml.org/about/smoke-the-vote. Helena, MT: Members of the Montana Supreme Court ruled 6 to 1 on Tuesday that patients do not possess a fundamental right to access and consume cannabis for therapeutic purposes. The decision reverses a District Court ruling enjoining the state from enforcing various provisions of a 2011 state law that limits the public's access to medical marijuana. "In pursuing one's health, an individual has a fundamental right to obtain and reject medical treatment," Justice Michael Wheat opined for the majority. "But, this right does not extend to give a patient a fundamental right to use any drug, regardless of its legality." He added, "A patient's 'selection of a particular treatment, or at least a medication, is within the area of government interest in protecting public health,' and regulation of that medication does not implicate a fundamental constitutional right." The Court further opined that a patient's "right to privacy does not encompass the affirmative right of access to medical marijuana." The majority concluded, "[T]he plaintiffs cannot seriously contend that they have a fundamental right to medical marijuana when it is still unequivocally illegal under the (federal) Controlled Substances Act." The Court's decision allows for the state to fully implement Senate Bill 423, a 2011 law that sought to significantly limit the use, production, and distribution of cannabis among patients who possess a physician's authorization to consume the substance. Montana voters will decide in November on Initiative Referendum 124, which seeks to repeal SB 423. Montana voters in 2004 approved patients' use of medical cannabis for qualified illnesses by a vote of 62 percent. Full text of the decision, Montana Cannabis Industry Association et al. v State is available online at: http://missoulian.com/montana-supreme-court-ruling-on-medical-marijuana/pdf_af1ddf04-fc7e-11e1-9a80-001a4bcf887a.html. Colorado Springs, CO: Republican Vice Presidential candidate Paul Ryan (R-WI) has expressed conflicting views in recent days regarding his position on the state-authorized use of cannabis for therapeutic purposes. Speaking with a local Colorado Springs television station on Friday, Ryan said that he personally opposed the use of cannabis for any purpose, but also acknowledged that the issue "is up to (each individual state) to decide." Seventeen states - including Colorado - and the District of Columbia have enacted laws that allow for the limited legalization of cannabis for therapeutic purposes. Immediately following Ryan's public remarks, however, campaign aids told reporters that Ryan "agrees" with Presidential candidate Mitt Romney views opposing any liberalization of cannabis prohibition. Romney has previously stated: "I would not legalize marijuana for medicinal purposes. ... I know there are some on the Democratic side of the aisle who will be happy to get in your campaign. But I'm opposed to it, and if you elect me president, you're not going to see legalized marijuana. I'm going to fight it tooth and nail." In Congress, Rep. Ryan in May voted against legislation that would have limited the federal government from interfering in states that allow for the physician-authorized use of cannabis. As a Presidential candidate in 2008, President Obama pledged to cease utilizing "Justice Department resources to try and circumvent state laws" - a position he has failed to uphold while in office. 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Seminary graduate Kevin Bates recently planted Resonate Christian Church, a church that is intentionally relational. He also launched Symposium Coffee, which became one of Sherwood's most popular coffee house within a week of its opening. He credits the seminary for shaping his vision of bringing hope and impacting lives in Sherwood.
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For the first time in the 13 years after the Smiths called it quits, Johnny Marr announced that he had formed his own band aptly titled Johnny Marr's Healers. It was certainly a welcomed proclamation as in those 13 years Marr was mostly an exaggerated sideman (as much as someone of his signature sound, talent, and reputation can be) working with the likes of Kirsty McColl, the The, the Pet Shop Boys, the Talking Heads, and Billy Bragg. The closest to an actual solo outing was with Bernard Sumner as one half of Electronic -- but that still felt much like the Morrissey/Marr hierarchy as Bernard handled most of the lyric writing and singing and Marr controlled the guitar and much of the programming and production. With his Healers group he took on the responsibilities as the songwriter, guitar player, and added a new fold to his medium as the singer -- making this group feel like his own (of course the name helps too). He finished recording the debut in early 2000 and rounded out his group with: Alonza Bevan (from Kula Shaker) on bass, Zac Starkey (Ringo Starr's son) as drummer, Liz Bonney percussionist, Adam "Chink" Grey providing a second guitar, and Lee Spencer on keys. After some small club outings in the U.K., the group went on to tour Europe supporting Oasis in the summer of 2000 gleaning enthusiastic reviews. Unfortunately, the record rumored to be titled Play Dumb had not found a label to release it and therefore continued to sit on the shelf. In August of 2002 Marr released the news that he had finally found a label and his record (now called Boomslang) would be released in January of 2003 ~ Sam Samuelson, Rovi
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The summer after my junior year in college I went to work at a camp for kids in the mountains. It was the usual fare of outdoor activities: horseback riding, canoeing, pottery making, hiking. I taught archery.
The counselors all lived in a large cabin tucked away from the kids' cabins. The guys had the left side, bunk beds and a single shower room, all in a general disorderly mess, and the girls had the right. We shared a common area.
The common area had a couple of couches, some chairs, a small fridge and a stand-up electric fan. The cabin had no air conditioning so the fan came in handy and the spot closest to it was coveted by all.
There was no television, as the camp was supposed to be a retreat away from modern life. Try telling that to a bunch of college kids who've practically been integrated into their electronics since birth, though.
This afternoon the rest of the counselors had run off to the lake, I think, to have some fun. I'd decided to stay behind and rest. With a wooden chair positioned in front of the fan, I sat reading.
I had been reading for about a half hour when I heard the door open. It was Emily, the lifeguard for the camp, coming in wringing water out of her ponytail. She was tall and lovely, with blond hair and graceful curves and pale skin that never seemed to darken much regardless of the time she spent outside.
At the pool, she was required to wear a red one-piece swimsuit, but at that time the straps of what I presumed to be a blue bikini were peeking out of her t-shirt, tied around her neck. She must have just come from the lake.
I'd been crushing on her since we gotten there and the swell of her breasts dampening the fabric of her t-shirt wasn't doing anything to keep me from staring.
"Whatcha reading?" she asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
"Oh, uh," I said, looking down at my book, "Dostoevsky. Crime and Punishment."
"Ugh." She twisted the cap off and took a swallow. "We had to read that in high school. I didn't get a word of it."
She stood beside my chair in front of the fan. "Let me share the fan with you," she said, sitting down sideways in my lap. She crossed her legs, held her water to her chest, and closed her eyes as the breeze from the fan caught the moister on her face. "That's better. Do you mind?"
"Oh, uh, no. Of course not."
She pulled the band out of her hair and let it fall to her shoulders. Drops of water fell softly onto my leg. "So do you understand it?"
"Uh, what?"
"The book."
"Oh, yeah, I guess."
"He seemed kind of crazy to me."
"He kind of is. But that's the whole point. The guilt of what he's done plagues him and is as much of a punishment as...You aren't really interested in a book analysis, though."
"No, it's cute," she said, resting a hand on my thigh.
We both smiled. She offered me the water and I set my book down to take a drink.
"It's still hot," she said. Then she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the ground beside my book.
I was right before. She was wearing a blue bikini, and it cupped her breasts so nicely, revealing a surprising amount, that I definitely noticed, and so did my dick. I had started to harden when she sat down on my lap, but our conversation and relaxed tone had allowed me to subside some. Now, though, my erection was coming back and it was surely not going to be long until she noticed.
She uncrossed her legs and moved along my lap closer to me. I know she had to have felt my cock, but she acted as if nothing were awry. Then she said, "I know you must be hot too." She reached her hands down and moved her fingers along the bottom of my shirt. "Let me help you."
She pulled my shirt off and dropped it on the floor with hers. "There," she said. Then, placing her hand on my chest, "Mmm, I had no idea. Why haven't you been down to the pool while I'm there?" She trailed her fingers over my abs. "It would have made my job more fun."
"Well," I replied, "for the reason that becomes noticeable when I'm around you." I looked down at my crotch, her eyes following mine. I couldn't believe the brazenness of the words coming out of my mouth. I just knew she'd think I was coming on too strong.
Then she smirked and moved her ass along my erection as she wrapped one arm around my neck and placed her other hand on my chest. "Oh, it's definitely noticeable," she said, then whispered in my ear, "Largely noticeable."
"Hmm, this is going well," I thought. So I pressed my luck. "You know," I said, placing my hand on her shoulder and caressing her arm, "I've noticed you too."
"You have, have you?"
"Mmm, hmm."
"You've noticed my wonderful swimming ability?"
"Yes, of course."
"My charming manner?"
"My body?"
"Definitely!" I realized I said it with a bit too much eagerness. She stood up and I knew I'd blown it.
"Tell me," she said, turning her back to me. "Have you noticed my ass?"
As she said this, she'd evidently undone her shorts because she started sliding them off, bending over to push them down and show off her wonderful ass. Her bikini bottom matched her top, with strings to tie the sides together and cut to reveal the cuteness of her cheeks. I stared in amazement.
"I'll take that as a yes." She straddled her legs over me and sank into my lap facing me. "Do you like how it feels?"
All I could do was nod.
"And my lips, what about them? Have you noticed them?"
"Oh, yes," I breathed.
She moved in and kissed me. She playfully bit and pulled at my lips as her hands ran over my arms. I rested my hand on her hips and kissed her back passionately.
Then she broke it off and sat back and said, "Do you like how they taste?"
"Very much so," I said and I moved to taste them again. She stopped me with a hand on my chest.
"What about my breasts? Are they noticeable?"
I swallowed and nodded, not sure where this was going but liking it.
"Do you want a better look?"
With my staring in astonishment she reached behind and undid the clasp to her top. Then she reached up and slowly – as if to torture me – undid the bow that tied her straps around her neck. The top fell away into my lap, revealing her perfectly round, ample breasts with pert little nipples that had already begun to stiffen.
She pushed the top to the ground and moved closer. "Do you like how they look?"
"My god, yes!"
"How about how they feel?" She moved one of my hands to cup a breast.
I caressed her breast in soft, slow motions, not focusing on any one area, but gently massaging all over. When I moved my other hand up to massage as well, she moved her hand to my crotch. She ran her hand over my shorts, playing with my dick through the fabric. At that point my erection was throbbing to get free.
"You know," she said, "there seems to be an uneven distribution of clothing here."
"I think you're right," I said, smirking. "What are you going to do about it?"
"I'll show you." She stood up out of my lap and bent over me. She kissed me as her hands moved to my belt. Her tongue played over mine while her fingers undid my shorts.
She moved back as she pulled my shorts down. I kicked them away and she sat down straddling my knees. I moved my hands along her smooth legs and she moved hers up under my boxers.
I kissed her passionately, gaining each moment in fervor, as our hands played. I moved my finger to the ties that held her bottom on and pulled gently until the knots of both ties slipped free.
"Mmm," she moaned against my mouth and grabbed my cock. She inched forward a little and began stroking. I grabbed her bare ass and pulled her close.
Our moans started coming louder and more often as things started heating up and soon we couldn't stand it any more. Emily stood up, brushed her bikini bottom off my lap and yanked my boxers off of me. The wooden chair wasn't exactly comfortable bare-assed, but I wasn't complaining either.
She was wet and I was hard and neither of us saw any sense in wasting any time. She positioned herself over me and I went into her. She let out a gasp as I sank deep into her pussy. It was tight and so wet lubrication would not be an issue.
I grabbed her hips and began thrusting into her. She moved her hands up into her hair and tossed her head back closing her eyes. Biting her lip, she moaned and arched her back, accentuating her breasts, which moved nicely in front of my face.
I continued to thrust in increasing pace and then added a twisting motion to stimulate the walls of her pussy. She clenched tightly and threw her arms around me. She dug her nails into my back and cried, "Oh, yes! Don't stop!"
I smiled and shifted to gain a grip on her ass. I began banging her forcefully with hard, deep thrusts. She responded in kind and rode me in an equally furious motion.
"Fuck me!" she yelled.
I pushed harder and harder.
"Yes! Yes!"
I moved with as much speed as I ever had.
"Oh, god!"
We pulsed in rhythm and the chair rocked. We almost tipped over and I slammed my feet to the ground. My dick moved in deep and she gasped loudly. She clenched around me and I felt the rush of her orgasm on me.
"Oh, god," she breathed. "Cum inside me. Cum inside me, now!"
She started moving against me again. She dug in her nails and seemed to will me to climax. I pushed hard and fast. She clenched tightly around my dick.
We moved feverishly, neither wanting to stop. She nibbled my ear and whispered, "Cum for me, baby."
I grunted and pushed deeper. Then I was there. I could feel me start to climax and I pushed into it.
As I released, Emily let out a satisfied moan as well. We slumped together in the chair.
"Oh, you're amazing," she said.
"You're amazing!"
"Now you have to come by the pool."
"I will. I promise."
She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder, with me still inside her. Then we heard laughter.
She sat straight up and started into my eyes. Stunned, we both sat for a tick before jumping up. It was the rest of the counselors coming back from the lake.
Sound carried a ways around here. We had perhaps a minute, but that was it.
I grabbed my shirt and wiped down the chair, then tossed the chair into the corner so no one would use it for a bit. Emily grabbed a pile of closed and ran off to the girls' side. Unfortunately, she grabbed my clothes too, leaving me with just my soiled shirt. I bolted for the guys' side, threw my shirt unto the mess of my bunk and streaked for the showers.
I turned the shower on, the cold water hitting me. I jumped around, hopping in and out of the freezing stream. I rinsed as quickly as I could. Then as I heard the guys burst in with shouts, I felt the water warm up. I was just showering off for real when Max walked in to use the head.
"Hey, man," he said, looking over his shoulder as he pissed. "We missed you at the lake. Sam snatched Ali's top while she was sunbathing. You should have seen her running around trying to get it and still keep those huge tits covered."
He flushed and went to the sink. "You sure missed some action, man." He headed for the door.
"Hey, Max," I called. "Bring me my towel, would you? I accidently left it hanging on my bunk."
"Sure thing."
When I got clothed again and went back into the common room, Jared was sitting on the kitchen counter and Steve and Melanie were making out on the sofa. Emily emerged at the same time and locked eyes with me.
"Oh, good," Jared said. "Dustin's out of the shower." He punched Steve in the shoulder. "Come on."
Steve kissed Melanie once more and got up. He slapped me on the shoulder as he went past. "Missed you today, man."
"Our shower's free too," Emily said to Melanie.
"Thanks," she said and got up.
Emily strode past the sofa. She'd changed back into her shorts and tossed on a red t-shirt. She plopped down in the wooden chair and crossed her legs seductively, staring teasingly.
"You know," I said, "you're sitting in my chair."
"Oh really," she said. "What are you going to do about it?"
I placed a hand on her knee and another on the back of the chair. I leaned in close. "I'll show you," I said, with a wink.
"Good thing we've still got eight more weeks of summer."
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From: "Bonita" <>
Subject: Re: [TMG] Label Report? Subset of Organizaing/Filing
Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2001 13:27:06 -0600
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I was hoping that someone had created an output report which could be output to a word processor and use the label template to format. One with name, birth, death, spouse, marriage date, and parents names.
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Subject: Re: [TMG] Label Report? Subset of Organizaing/Filing
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<< Speaking of labels, has anyone created a good output report which would
create labels? >>
This would probably be better acheived in a Word Processor, or Labeling
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