So you are going to do your own stunts? Amazing!!

The stars were out and Wesley's ground never looked so peaceful. The statues in his garden seemed to come alive. The trees swayed as did the grass back and forth. The moonlight soothingly revealed the beauty held within. There they laid on a hand made quilt Wesley placed on the ground. Staring at the sky waiting for some shooting stars. Wesley sat up and looked at Trallyus. Never had he felt this way, he was a little bit afraid, but he somehow knew everything was going to be alright. Wesley gently took Trally's hand into his own and passionately rubbed them as he looked deeply into her eyes and lost himself. "You were but a dream, a dream to me. Now you stand before me so lovely, so graceful, so innocent. I love your innocence. When I'm with you Trallyus, you make me a better man. Before my plans for world domination were so misplaced, I hope one day we may be able to live happily undisturbed. Yes you do that to me, you make me want to be a better man. Trallyus, you complete me.. I Love You!" Trallyus quizzically peered back with a look of amazement, never had she ever though that someone could really love her. Tears came to her eyes and she held Wesley in her arms. "I love you Wesley." Trallyus let it sink in a minute, fully realizing what she was saying. Again she slowly said, "I love you." They looked back at each other with such a strange and yet understanding look. As if for that instant they knew what the other were thinking. For that single instant nothing in the world mattered except them. They laid there on that quilt staring at each other for the rest of the night.

Tor settled down and weird thoughts entered his mind. He never looked at Kristopher as someone who could ever love another and even though he liked women as friends, they never meant anything more to him. Now that Kris is by law a guy, he was so confused. "I don't believe it! It can't be true!" Bruce looked at Tor with disbelief. Tor shook his head as in agreement, "I wouldn't have believed it either if I had not seen it for myself. I intensely looked and it was there clear as day. Nude before me Kris stood and I'm telling you Kris is a guy." Bruce placed his hand on the window, looking out at the beautiful blue sky. "I still don't believe you. And what do you mean you were looking intensely?" "Oh, don't go getting jealous again Bruce, you know you are the only one for me" Tor said as he started to laugh. Bruce's face only got more red, "Well, just don't go getting any ideas. I know how you so disliked putting the lotion Kris's skin, but now, you may start to like it. I forbid you from doing it anymore." Tor looked back with a grin, "But Bruce you know she, uhh I mean he is in charge. Shouse gives me orders and Shouse does what Kris commands. Who am I to say differently? I'm but a servant, such as you. We may love each other but we'll never have the power to say no. If we do, it'll only serve to make matters worse. So if Kris demands that I rub lotion all over his body then I will faithfully obey. If Shouse asks the same of you, then you will as well." This only served to make Bruce even more angry. Yet he knew what Tor spoke was true, somehow he had to figure out a way to gain his lover's freedom as well as his own. Someday he wouldn't have to put lotion on Shouse, and Tor wouldn't have to rub down Kris. Someday. "Someday.." Tor looked back, "Someday, what?" Bruce smiled, "Nevermind.." and squinted his eyes in a manor that Tor new exactly what he was thinking. "Don't you go and do anything now, you hear!" Bruce made a puppy dog face, "Okay" and took Tor in his arms. "Kiss me Tor, kiss me now!" Tor started kissing him and into the blankets they went again.

Amy had some twigs in her hair and her clothes were partially ripped and stained by grass. She called out for her servant. "Jim!.. Jim!!" Jim dropped everything and loud clash came from the kitchen. He came running. "Yes, master. How may I .. What happened to you?" Amy fell into his arms and spoke of the strangest unbelievable things. "My lady, maybe you should get some rest. You speak out of your mind. If a doctor be here, he'd swear by his name you were crazy and lock you up. Please lets go to bed and maybe I can clear your mind.. A few times.." Amy gave in and put her head on Jim's shoulder as they walked to her bedroom. "Whatever would I do without you Jim?" Jim gave a big smile, "Oh my lady, you must not ever need find out. I am here always, to serve.."

Kris awoke in a terrible fright. Had it all been a dream? "Please god let it be a dream. It must be a dream." He looked down and the covers were unnaturally risen and he lifted them to reveal what it was. "Oh my god, it had not been a dream. What did Wesley do to me?" Kris grabbed his chest in horror. "Where are my breasts! This man has defiled me, violated me, Shouse must rectify this situation." Kris quickly put on his clothes so as to hide his embarrassment. "Shouse! Shouse!" Shouse walked in with his head down not making eye contact, "What is it Kris" "Can you fix me? When are you going to? You must!" Kris responded hastily. Shouse slowly shook his head, "I'm sorry my dear. After last night. No matter how hard I try, my hands will not work." He raised them up, "See. They keep shaking and I can't even eat with them. I don't know what to do.. Without my hands, then I can't do my life's work. I'm useless." Kris looked shocked. Now as it looked, he would be this way for the rest of his life. "But.. But.. You can't, you must fix this!" Bruce looked back at the floor, "I'm sorry. I can't" Kris was devastated. How can he possibly be like this, a freak in his own body. Never had he felt so wrong. Every fiber of his being told him this was wrong. "It's so wrong!" Bruce silently left the room, and looked back one last time at his wife. "I can't love you anymore. Wesley has won. I cannot. It sickens me to look at you. Get out of my sight.. Please don't say another word to me. Just leave!" Kris with all this other stuff he just went through couldn't believe it. He couldn't take any more and finally just gave up and nodded to Shouse. He started packing his clothes and out the door he went. "Good bye home. You have been nice to me and sheltered me from the elements. Goodbye yard, you made me peaceful when it was that time of the month. Goodbye gates, you protected me from the outside." And with one last teary eyed look, he said; "Goodbye"

Harold wearing a torn shirt and some stained jeans sat back laughing uncontrollably. He had been watching this whole ordeal go down and couldn't get enough. There he was in his chambers alone, with his many potions and spells. Sitting back in a recliner with some Mountain Dew in one hand and a chicken's foot in the other. If ever he wanted to change the view, he'd just shake the chicken's foot at the ball and it would focus on another person. He was in control of how he saw the story and pleasantly giggled to himself. "This is what I call Reality Vision, crystal ball style." He chuckled even more and pondered where who he should look at next. Just then someone new came into sight. "Who is this? Who is this mysterious man? Did he just say his name was.. Probester?" Harold fell to the floor laughing, "Hahaha! This shall be interesting. Probester he says. Haha! He be Probester. Haha!"

Uh oh I finally took time to read the new part of the story and all I can say is watch out Probester Great piece of writing Kristopher I wonder if CC will find a way to get back at the mighty Harold for his use of the chicken foot

Harold was utterly enthralled with chanting to the great mirror of infinite wisdom. "Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax si marmota monax materiam possit materiari?" The mirror fell silent as it always did for Harold. It has been passed unto legend that if one were to ask the great mirror a question it could not answer, then all the knowledge of the universe would pass unto the inquirer. Of course this has merely been a folk tale for centuries yet rumors are strong that one person did ask the unanswerable and received this knowledge. Harold asked the mirror a single question every day. Each one baffling himself but never has he been able to unlock it's secrets.

Kris was walking along the well ridden path from Shouse's castle. He looked at the birds on the overhanging trees, so beautiful as they swooped down to the ground to get the occasional worm for their nest up above. There to the right were a open field full of sheep. He had never ventured this far but since he had no where else to go, he thought he'd might as well walk that way to the clearing. Sheep were everywhere, seemed like thousands. As he walked past them, they didn't even mind his presence. Yet one or two looked at him funny. Kris thought perhaps they were just scared of him or something. As he walked closer, they turned toward him and stood up. Kris looked around to see what was going on. Thinking perhaps this were some kind of joke. "What be wrong with you sheep?" One of the two sheep open it's mouth, "I know what happened. Shouse was right for what he did and you are just going to have to live with it. Go hide up in the mountains or something, you big ugly freak." Kris backed off a bit, but tears did not come to his eyes. He was out of tears and only anger filled his breath, "Damn you sheep, I'm here minding my own business and you go and start a fight with me. I didn't ask for it and I don't want it. Just leave me be and you'll not see any more of me. But if you don't I'll take this here stick in my hand and you don't want to know.."

The other sheep started to laugh in such a way it only made Kris more mad, "Kris.. Whine, whine, whine. All you do is whine. Just know this. You won't be missed." Kris looked on even though this trolling sheep wanted a fight. He knew they would be sheered next year for their wool and quite a few slaughtered for their meat. At first he felt sympathy for them, but these two are just asking for it. "I'm not a sheep. I am a.. Man! I stand up for my beliefs and no matter how deluded your thinking is, you know this as well. You're fate helplessly belongs to another and I am in charge of my own life from now on. Get out of my way now or suffer the consequences." The sheep parted to either side of Kris and looked on as he walked past with a grin. They may be sheep but they are going to go tell their master on this guy. He dare walk through the master's land and speak against the sheep. Yes, this man named Kris will surely pay for his misdeeds. Revenge shall be theirs.

Kris could see mountains far off into the distance. The sheep even though petty and mostly thoughtless, actually gave him an idea. He heard tales of great sorcerer who lived up there in a cave. Since he had no where to go, what better place than the caves high up on the mountains. No one would take him in anyway. He is a freak of nature. But perhaps he could possibly get back what rightfully belonged to him. "Even if I don't find anything, at least I can live in seclusion.." Kris spoke with a fire in his voice. "If I do, then maybe I will make Wesley pay for what he has done."

Click, Click, Click the camera went. Trallyus was posing in all sort of positions for Wesley as he took pictures of her. "Right there honey, just a little lower." Trallyus loved all the attention and she wasn't camera shy, "Wesley how about this?" She raised one hand to the side of her face and the other below her left elbow, looking up at the camera with a beautiful look. Wesley looked passionately into her eyes, "That's lovely. Now, what do you think about us shooting some home movies?" Trallyus was all for it, she loved to please Wesley but Wesley loved to please her as well, "Yes! Right now.." A loud sound came from down stairs. A discerning look came to Wesley's face, "I'll be right back."

Wesley made his way down stairs to see what in the world was going on. As walked along all he could think about was making some movies with Trallyus. He just loved the idea, perhaps he would show them to guests when they came by. But no, he had to figure out who was making all this noise first. He followed the noise to the kitchen. "Hey! What are you doing in my house? Why are you eating my food?" The guy smiled back, "Umm, my name is Probester. I met Trallyus last night and she like invited me to stay. And also because I want to and umm.. What are you going to do about it? Huh?" Wesley almost snapped at this guy's response, "You!" Wesley angrily shook his head, "Put down my ice cream and burritos! NOW!" Probester looked back and took another bite. "Huh?" Wesley started to shake from the anger. "Trallyus! Trallyus! Come down please!" Trallyus wrapped in a sheet showed up almost immediately. "Yes my dear Wesley, what is it?" Wesley looked to his left and pointed, "Why is this man here and eating our food?" Trallyus started to blush, "Well honey. I invited him over because he was so hungry and didn't have anywhere to stay. I think he is going to stay a few weeks. I'm sorry if this displeases you." Wesley shook his head, "No no.. That's alright, I just got a little upset because this guy I do not know is in my kitchen eating our food." Wesley gave Probester an evil look, but started back toward upstairs to make his movie. He turned around suddenly, "Hey you, Probester dude. Just be quiet okay?" Probester looked back and mumbled to himself, "Hah, as if.. Okay!" As Wesley and Trallyus made their way back up stairs, he started to contemplate what he could do to this guy. But he gave those things up when he and Trallyus fell in love with each other. 'Perhaps I could put some kind of rules up on the fridge or something' Wesley thought to himself. "Hmm.." Trallyus looked over, "What is it honey?" Wesley smiled and winked at her, "It's nothing, I was just thinking. Anyway you ready to make some home movies?"

Hmmmmmm With a story like that and those plot twists, I wonder where all that inspiration comes from

I especially like the sheep

Kris, after leaving the petty sheep behind kept walking towards the mountains to find the cave of the fabled great sorcerer who he had heard so many stories of in his youth. While lost in thought he caught the far off sound of someone singing and decided to investigate.

Following the singing to it's source Kristopher came to a clearing with a man pulling something off of a great tree in the middle of the clearing. What type of sorcery was this he wondered to himself as on the tree was not the usall fruit that most trees bear, but brown bottles full of liquid. The man was singing a strange song as he plucked the bottles from the tree as well.

"45 bottles of beer on the wall.
45 bottles of beer.
Take one down, pass it around....", the man sang while grabbing a bottle off the tree. Kristopher watched the man grab another bottle off the tree, and the man sang, "44 bottles of beer on the wall.
44 bottles of beer.
Take one down, pass it around...."

Kris waited until the man was done plucking all the bottles from the great tree and walked in to the clearing and asked the man in a cordial manner, "Who are you and would you happen to know where the cave of the great sorcerer is?"

The man turned around in a surprised manner and peered at Kristoper and said "I'm Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am

Second verse same as the first"

Kris backed away from the man as something was not right with him or his story. He said he was Henry the eight, and yet he wore green coveralls with the name Jim sewn on to them. "Nice to meet you Henry." , Kristopher said with a feigned smile playing across his lips.

Henry , Jim, or whatever his name was said "I'm Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am

Third verse same as the first"

Kristopher backed away from the man but before he did , he picked up some of the bottles that were left around the clearing. The man took no notice and just kept saying the same thing over and over it seemed. Kristopher left the clearing with the bottles and the man seemingly took no notice of Kris's departure. Kris wondered what was wrong with the man and thought it must be something in the bottles that he had taken from the clearing.

He went back to walking towards the mountain to find the cave of the great sorcerer, and after he was sure he was far enough from the strange man, he decided to try what was in one of the bottles he had taken. He opened the bottle, took a little sip, and exclaimed, "Beer!! The ambrosia of the gods!!!"

Kristopher drank the first beer down without stopping. He thought to himself it had been so long since he had drank beer. He popped open another bottle and drank it as well. At this point he was a little tipsy from not having drank for so long and his thoughts were running wild as well. He cracked open a third bottle and by now was a little frisky so to speak as alchohol tends to do, and wondered how long it would take to get back to the sheep that had insulted him earlier. He laughed at some inner joke and after the moment passed he realized how sleepy he was and he layed down on the ground and thought to himself "I can always talk to the great sorcerer tomorrow." while he drifted off to sleep.

That's good.LOL

I am expecting to see you guys brought into our cells some day

Kristopher awoke in a strange blooming field covered in flowers and other wild plant life. The field looked like it had not been tilled for quite some time. As he regained his senses laying on the ground, his head hurt with the beat of his own heart. Boom, after boom it ached. He tried putting pressure to it but nothing worked. Looking up to the sky, he layed there in agony, trying to remember what happened the night before. He remembers some freaky Henry or Jim guy singing, and remembers the beer from the great tree. After that his memory fails him. "Ahh, where tis I be and what beer was of that tree?" He spoke aloud, while knowing no one could hear him. He left it up to himself to solve this puzzle. Pondering as to how one could regain a time lost, "Is it really that important? If no one be hurt, ain't I be free from obligation and duty? Yet what if one is hurt? Dare I stand up and be a man.. I'm not like the little minded sheep and whatever the recourse, I shall stand up and be a man."

Kris looked over to his horror. To his left was nothing but more field as far as the eye could see and the mountains were no where in sight. To his right, was a hideous looking creature sleeping beside him. Kris slowly backed up, and as he did the creature started to stir. "AHHH.. Kris, are you awake." Kris got a frightful look on his face and his body stood motionless as he strained to be as quiet as possible. The creature looked up at Kris standing there idly and started to laugh, "Kris, you don't remember do you? Haha! Don't you remember last night?" Kris's eyes opened wide and his hands started to shake, "What did you.. Did you .. Did you violate me?" A smile crept upon the creature's face and gleefully started to speak, "Oh my dear Kris, if anyone did any violating it was you.. And may I say, oh that was so good.." Kris was not only shocked but truly freaking out at the preposterous notion that he had done something to this hideous looking creature. "What be'ist your name creature?" The creature looked back, "Don't call me a creature, my name is Trallyus." Kris understood not the name, and stared at him blankly. "Trallyus it is, am I supposed to know this name of which you speak?" Trallyus pondered for a moment, "Why you shou.. Uhh, no. But thank you for last night, it was. I'll say, enlightening." The frightful look reappeared on his face, "What did we .. do?" Trallyus removed the blanket that were covering herself, and revealed her full nude body. Kris covered his eyes with his hand, "Ahhww.. Not that.. Nooo. Ahhwww, ewww!" Kris looked away, but something caught his attention and he looked at the nude Trallyus that stood before him, "What.. That looks familiar, maybe I'm remembering something but" It finally clicked. "Ahh!! My god, that's mine! They are mine!" Kris pointed down, "That is mine also!" Kris tore off his pants, "See this is yours, not mine. That what you have is mine.. This yours, that mine.." Trallyus reached up and grabbed what was rightfully hers and Kris fell to the ground. "Ahh, what are you doing? Stop that immediately!.. Ohh. Mm mm."

I can't believe Bruce walked out on his wife, he is such a creep.

When did you.. Errmm, I mean Bruce and Tor get married?

We can not remember when or where but I think there was a lot of booze involved.

Had to be.

At lest we are trying to make a go of it for the sake of the kids.

I thinks the kids might be better off without one
of you.

Who is the daddy?

We will never tell.

Sorry to hear that.

Very good!!