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January 27, 2011

426 - Yet ANOTHER Meet the Parents

I was light-headed by the time I finished speaking, seeing black spots in front of my eyes, but I made it down off the platform before I heaved again.  There was nothing left in my stomach and all I threw up was bile."Have you been drinking, boy?" Kazien's voice from the platform above me, contempt in every syllable."No." I managed to choke that out and swallowed a cup of water offered me by
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Published on January 27, 2011 17:31

January 26, 2011

425 - That Mezem-Maddened Creature?

"Good Assemblyman," Kin Kazien said.  "I can certainly speak first, or last.  It makes no difference to me.  It may arrange things as it sees fit.""Ser Asimir," I said.  "It would be both just and appropriate to my age for an adult to speak first.  Please, let me defer to my elders and speak second."Kazien sniffed at being referred to as an elder.  "Quite proper, young Serin," he said.  "Very
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Published on January 26, 2011 18:04

January 25, 2011

424 - Learning to Campaign

"Those who would deny other people freedom;  freedom to read, freedom to vote, freedom to express themselves, call their own freedoms into question.  You Ser, are free to express yourself without fear of the wrath of the Imperator falling on you or your family.  You, Ser, will not have to fear having your children flung off the Rim if I make a mistake and you catch me at it.  That is freedom
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Published on January 25, 2011 19:41

January 23, 2011

423 - A Lust Crazed Beast

I could feel Gannara smile against my head where he was leaning as I stared at Farasha.  "As you can, Minis.  As you can," he whispered to me.  His hand moved softly against the silk on my belly. Surya said… Zinchaer said…  I quivered all over my body as Farasha put her hand on me, her bare fingers on the soft skin of my… penis… my hands were…their hands were… I… I…I burst out wet as in a
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Published on January 23, 2011 22:06

January 21, 2011

422 - Figging Welcome

The Puckered Fig was now often the locus of political argument. Good for business.  I'd relaxed my 'no politics rule', at least outside on the patio, since people arguing tended to drink a great deal more… and my bouncers did know how to spot the drunk who'd decided that fists would more rapidly make his political point, and haul him off. The orator hired to speak from the step was being
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Published on January 21, 2011 20:06

January 20, 2011

Author's Note

Update:  Things are getting better so it looks like I will be able to write Friday's post... just not to put it up right after midnight tonight....

Wheee!

Dear readers,

I'm sorry that I am unable to write Friday's post.  I'm fighting iritis and cannot see the screen well.
I hope to have things under control by Monday but all bets are off.
I'm off to drip some drugs into my eyes....
Hugs!
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Published on January 20, 2011 15:50

January 19, 2011

421 - Oh Ten, Why does my body react?

I set the letter down on the desk and laid my head down upon it.  Definas Pasen had survived the war.  But he was not himself any longer.  He had been badly injured in the battle of Fispur and was now living in the protracted duration lodging in Berit in Haiu Menshir.  General Dafidas wrote that Def did not often recognize them and asked that I not visit, at least right now, it might upset him
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Published on January 19, 2011 21:21

January 18, 2011

420 - HAS HE GONE MAD?

"Those patches…" I say as we turn toward the oak double doors.  "-- they're a good idea, but I will take no more than one.  Only the one -- for our engraver."
"Thank you, Ser.  Oh, might I ask you a question, Ser?"  I nod at him.
"Certainly!  Something you learn doing these interviews for a few decades – peoples' questions are always more telling than their answers."
"The literary award trust.
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Published on January 18, 2011 21:13

January 17, 2011

419 - Frogs Off Stoves

This time he smiles down into his own kaf cup instead of at me. Does this pup think he's being fikken nice to me?  "I plan to do my job, for one, if I win." Says he.  "Listening to the Assembly of Arko every day shall be a no-doubt humbling experience.  I also intend not to resume the dietary additives that made going crazy so easy for a number of my ancestors.  No doubt they were just as
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Published on January 17, 2011 21:05

January 16, 2011

418 - An Angelic Young Intharas

From Intharas Terren's journal… 

– I really need to stop saying stupid things like "…it's as likely as He whose etc. is to drop Kallijas and support Minis Aan for Imperator…" My little professional God, what an eight day.

First He Whose etc. gets nine tenths killed and it come out that He's always, at least since His first threshold, has had this death in him.  He tells us and rushes off to
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Published on January 16, 2011 21:49