~ Chapter One ~ Chapter Two ~ Chapter Three ~ Chapter Four ~
~ Chapter Five ~ Chapter Six ~ Chapter Seven ~ Chapter Eight ~
~ Chapter Nine ~ Chapter Ten ~ Chapter Eleven ~ Chapter Twelve ~
~ Chapter Thirteen ~ Chapter Fourteen ~ Chapter Fifteen ~
~ Chapter Sixteen ~ Chapter Seventeen ~ Chapter Eighteen ~
~ Chapter Nineteen ~ Chapter Twenty ~ Chapter Twenty-One ~
~ Chapter Twenty-Two ~ Chapter Twenty-Three ~ Chapter Twenty-Four ~
~ Chapter Twenty-Five ~ Chapter Twenty-Six ~
Leaving home for the first time and heading out into the big, wide world to forge a life for yourself can be a daunting thing for anyone . . . unless, of course, you have your best friends right there beside you, sharing the experience with you, the ups and downs, the highs and lows . . .
…We first met Matt and Luke, Tim and Guy, and all of their friends in After We Danced, The Rip and Song For Guy. Now they are living together in the small town of Thompsonville, a place they had quickly come to love . . . and their adventures have begun!
Ponyboysplace 
I started reading this on Gay Authors, continued with Nifty, went back to GA where the last 2 chapters hadn’t appeared yet. I then went to your site to finish. A very active 3 days. It was a story worth traveling to finish. I’ve read a lot by you and was returning; as you write but I wait. I like to read one story at a time.
Education is worthwhile. the food stacks are usually bigger. But nasty people, with very narrow minds, are always there to trip you up.
Thank you, Norman. Glad you thought it was worth the effort! 🙂
It is a pleasure to read whatever you write (I assume). A pic with the greeting does not seem to be allowed.
As a former resident of Australia (Townsville) I almost got the feeling you had chosen Townsville as a model for Thompsonville. If you’ve never been to Australia I strongly recommend you put it on your bucket list, the people are amazing and the country overall is amazing unto itself. Just remember it’s south of the equator so if you’re from the northern hemisphere the seasons are reversed. Nothing like doing your Christmas shopping in 90 degree (32 C) weather.