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Christopian was deeply set into the fieldor movie scripton which all of this played out. Violence was notat the basis of creation. It was merely one part of the shadowy raw material or Sat which makes the appear-

ance of forms. Violence was on the surface. The real basis of this multi-verse is Christo-Clarity. Like the flash

of creativity that brings about new forms, It causes what is to be to emerge from whatever proceeds first

cause. It was at the beginning and at the endthe Alpha and Omega. Those who would see violent dog-eat-dog value as the chief underlying factor in Life are merely projecting a lower quality bias.

As far as Randi could think, Lion-fighting was somewhere in the middle of it all. Positive enough to be

popular and respected but negative enough to make him want to throw up. He could only hope that what some

experts said was truethat it would help Mankind make violent war against itself a thing of the past.Some Christopians felt realization of peace in the world could only occur with the re-appearance of Lord

Christo himself. Others felt He had been re-appearing to chosen devotees non-stop ever since He last appearedin public rising up from the floor of the Roman Coliseum to hover above the emperor before walking beyond

view over the roof top. Many people in todays modern world felt that was all just a story. And there were also

individuals stuck so deeply in the machinery of a TV Reality world-view, that they believed the various Lion-

fighting matches were staged events like in pro wrestling.People believe according to the grooves and ruts their lives are laid into. The enlightened Christopian con-

sidered all of the viewpoints and went with what seemed to make the most sense. But it was understood that

Faith was, the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. The underlying praetor fromwhich language and arithmetic were developed to track and organize that Quality human beings find meaning-

ful.

It was from this Christopian study of metaphysics that Randi initially investigated the sport of Lion-fighting.As a set ofsport conditions, he didnt realize just how involved and nuanced it was. The scoring, the rules, the

plays, and the fouls were present like in all of the sports. He found the camera crew to be the most fascinating.

They had to document the action when a contest appeared during the hunting phase of a match. Often, the feed

was carried live throughout the world and they were under great pressure.Their equipment was highly innovative. Long extension poles with attached cameras were used that could

be set in the ground and sprung high up into the air at a moments notice to capture the field of play. The cam-

era people had to fan out within prescribed parameters and avoid not being taken by lion themselves. The secu-rity team had to make sure the match occurred between five men and five lions. They had to eliminate all ex-

cess lion from the competition as quickly as possible. They carried light weight spring stilts that snapped up

in four three-foot sections. They quickly locked themselves into the high-tech stilts and jumped and released

each section to be instantly sprung up to twelve feet in the air ready to enforce and protect. But there were se-

curity shooters who were overwhelmed by lion and killed. And in most cases they were too far off the center ofaction to be of much aid if one of the beasts scored a knockout on a Lion-fighter and began to eat.

Everybody communicated with sharp whistles and other sounds. Electronic communication devices werenot allowed for use in the real-time match. It was a technically savvy and costly production and Randi knew

the guys at this table were perhaps better at it then anyone.

He stayed with the Le Muffett Crew for some time before going to look for Little B. He had polished himup for the event the day before . Coco had him apply some very subtle coloring to his fur that worked well with

the new decorative collar she found. She also wanted him to wear pale-sienna front paw bands for the occasion

so he would look a bit more feisty. Im afraid Little B is too docile, she complained to him. Maybe we

should get him a boxin coach or something. Randi convinced her Little B was just fine the way he was.When he found him out back with the children, the already highly decorated little dog was also sporting a

napkin fashioned into a bonnet. The little girls had used another napkin to make a loin cloth for him. They

were pretending he was a baby and had him sitting in a box theyd found. Randi laughed, took out his cameraphone, and snapped off a few photos for the annual Poodle-Dog Stylist Dinner he would be attending the fol-

lowing month in The Hills of Beverly. He thought he might have a real attention-getter with the shots of Little

B and the children.Seeing that Little B was in relatively safe hands, Randi headed back into the house. He was interested in

introducing himself to Big-Es dad Buster White. This might be his only chance to meet the old man who was

still very infamous and talked about. He used a back door that was open and went down a hallway. He hurried

on looking for the way back into the main front room. He didnt want to meet up with any of the staff and havepeople later say hed been lurking about. Then he heard Big-Es voice around a corner and paused. He wasnt

sure for a moment whether to proceed further or go back.

God, youre looking so good today Randi heard him say. Coco had grabbed Big-Es hand and led himaway from the party for a private moment. He had her backed up against a wall and was running his hand up

and down the middle-side of her body. She was glowing with a smile.


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Im so happy today, baby Coco said. Her voice was high and sweet, and forced toward a whisper all atonce. Maxi told me the news. She just looked up at his soft blue eyes and felt like she was looking into a light

at the end of a long tunnel. The hardest thing that Coco shared with her mother Lynette and her best friend Syd-

ney was the burden of loving a man that regularly went into mortal combat. Security police and soldiers spouses

understood this but were often in the dark and somewhat protected by not knowing the time and place of theirloved-ones appointment with danger. Or if such an appointment would happen at all.

For the families of Lion-fighters, it was all laid into a schedule months in advance. Coco and Sydney would

be on the phone every Lion-fighting Sunday during the five-and-a-half month season that ran each year be-tween late April and early October. Her mother would also call her on those days. Sometimes Coco would go to

The Oak Land and stay at the family home.

Big-E said he fully expected Max would tell her the news right away since she had always used her brothers tofind out what he was suppressing.

I know you been going through something she said remembering the worry shed felt as he became more

intense and withdrawn. Why cant you ever let me ease that suffering and a part of it?

Most peopleespecially womendid this very easily. For many menand Big-E fitted in at the top of thatlistgoing through it or bearing emotional suffering was a private thing. I just have to work it out myself he

replied to her question. Of course there was thefull truth of his confidential involvement with World Security as

the prime mover in his retirement plans. He wouldnt allow Coco any knowledge of that.Big-E didnt need or want to talk about it anymore. He said he wished that the house was empty and it was

just the two of them. He kissed her, pushed her back further against the wall, and softly enveloped her. That felt

so good to him. He lived to see her eyes go soft in satisfaction when she gave herself to him. He thought abouttaking her to an isolated part of the house and getting on with the real ceremony.

Oh baby, we gonna be all alone later and get it startedreal good. Big-E groaned a little. Coco didnt al-

ways use the term get it started. That was a special code between them. It meant that she was going to set off a

period of sensual drunkenness between them that might last for many days. And the ways she set it off weresomething they didnt even hint about to others. Coco put on what can only be described as elaborate produc-

tions. Big-E found out very early in their relationship that she was a lot more then anybody would ever suspect.

And she was still exploring her own artistic boundaries. He knew she had made plans in advance and the thoughtofthatmade him feel a little weak knowing he had to go through all of the sixth-year public toast crap before get-

ting on to the real thing.

Randi couldnt help but overhear some of this. It took a few moments to pull himself away and retreat out the

door he had come in and find his way back to the huge front-room-turned-party-hall set up with tables and filledwith people he didnt know much about. He spotted Buster White still sitting off to the side at one of those tables

with the woman that had been pointed out to him as one of Cocos aunties. The guys at the Le Muffett table had

been stealing glances toward her while they all talked.Randi had considered her the most exotic-looking person there. As exotiche thoughtas himself. Her face,

although having come far into the passage through middle age, made him think of a moist, fleshy fruit cut with

great skill and precision. Her skin tone had a tropic hue spread over a rich ebony base. Her upper body roseabove the table with a straight back and delicate placement of the hands. He thought she had extraordinary arms,

strong and yet very delicate. Buster had been moving his mouth non-stop as the woman looked on at him from

some distancebut with a slightly pleased expression and occasional full smile.

Randi considered whether to interrupt them. He was always injecting himself into pairs and small groups ofpeople and he did so here as well. He walked up and flashed a smile at the women and turned to Buster. Im

hope Im not interrupting, Mr. White, but Robert said that I just hadto meet you!

Buster White was taken by surprised. What?. He didnt bark this but it wasnt soft spoken either.Robert? Randi flashed a wide smile combined with excited, starburst eyes. Buster suddenly felt knocked

slightly off center stage, which was not a feeling he enjoyed. He had been in the midst of telling this exciting

woman his upcoming plans to sell his life story to a well-known publisher.Im Lucile. The exotic-looking woman introduced herself to Randi with something of a regal grace. Im

one of Cocos aunts. Please do join us. Busta and I was just speaking about how hotthe evenings can get in Bra-

zil. Hes been telling me of his time there as a young man. Randi quickly pulled up a chair. He loved more

then anything to hear about things such as that. He pointed for them to Robert who was still standing with Jean,Sydney and some other people.


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Buster squinted. Hed seen that otherguy before but had no idea who this one was. He looked to him likesomething that had wandered off a stage somewhere. Strange hair, strange face, strange looking gangly body

and all dressed up like he was going to an audition for a clown job at the circus. He looked again at Robert

and searched his ever-fading mental database for a quick clue who this guy might be.

Randi started in. Robert always talks about Big-Es father, the esteemed Mr. White. He said he had thepleasure to drive you in from L.A the last time you visited. And that you just had him laughing the whole way.

Buster was still at a loss. Then he put the guy across the room together with the driver his son had sent the

last time he came to visit. And this guy was with the one named Robert. Now Buster had the thing straight.

The two guys were butt-buddies as he liked to call them.Mr. White asked Randi, would you like me to go and bring the two of you fresh drinks?

Now theres an idea, Buster thought. The drink server hadnt been by in over fifteen minutes.That would be great he replied. Itll give me a chance to go and take a piss. Buster said this and realized

he should apologize to the lady for such course talk. He looked at Lucile with a stupid expression and said, I

mean ah..go use the little guys room. Lucile didnt change expression much and continued to look on from a

slight distance. Randi found out what each was drinking. A few minutes later they were together again back attable.

While in the bathroom, Buster concocted a plan to get rid of this guy as fast as possibleto blow him off

with a kind of assault he had used many times in the past. He and Lucile had begun to make some exciting ar-rangements for later that evening and this guy was getting in the way. Buster White came back to the table

ready to hurl a quick knockout punch.

Soits Randi? Well, I was curious. Now please correct me if Im mistaken, but youre a homosexualman, arent you? And youre with Robert? I believe this is what he told me that day when he drove me in. He

told me he was hoping your relationship with him would blossom into matrimony. He said this rapidly, click-

ing off points like a professional orator and not the least bit concerned about being intrusive.

Busta! said Lucile. She raised her hand and pretended to shoo away a fly. You are being much too direct.She acted as if any of them might care. Still, as the woman at the table, she had her role of social moderator to

fulfill. Buster watched her reaction and thought to himself, she has no idea. Even people whod been around

the block several times were never quite prepared for a free spirit such as him.Then, point blank, he launched an inquiry into which offour particular preferences Randi would select if

forced into a choice. He kept saying, if you could only choose one of these acts... The choices availablethat

the old man spoke very plainly ofwere not of a subject that one usually expects to be brought up. Lucile con-

tinued to shoo away what had now swelled into a swarm of the invisible flies. Inwardly, she was trying not to

laugh when Randi flashed another wide smile with starburst eyes.Busta, you are on verge of being rude I think! Randi assured her that there was no problem with Buster

Whites inquiry and asked him if he had much experience in such pleasures himself.Much?no, none at all. He was visibly ruffled by this comeback Randi had delivered in such a normal

tone. The old man regained his balance. Thats why Im asking. But go ahead and tell meif you and Robert

were forced with a choice of only one out of the four possibilities, which would you choose? He tried to makeit sound as if he had always wanted to know such a thing.

Lucile just shook her head with feigned disapproval. But she continued to be pleasantly surprised by Busters

cognizance during the course of their conversation. He was sharper then he let on and often didnt seem elderly

in the least. His mind had a habit of indentifying things as logical constructs instead of sloshing about in be-tween this idea and that onewhich older people are especially prone to do. Buster was on the ball and knew

what he wanted. But he had notsucceeded in blowing Randi off with this embarrassing set of questions. The

intelligent young dog groomer was thrilled to have received a personal cup of what he later described to Robertas Buster Wineup from that damp and smelly cellar of the only person to receive a lifetime ban from Pay

Per View sports for having scandalizedLion-fighting fans.

Christo, Buster thought to himself, this one is intriguedby the question of such a choice.I really cant say Mr. White. You know, Ive never once thought of having to make such a decisionof

having to select only one. Randi was reflecting. Ultimately I think it would come down to how selfish am I,

and of what form that selfishness takes. He thought hard about this for a second more and then just through up

his hands in resignation.Christo thought Buster, the guy thinks were in fucking philosophy class!

Much to the disappointment of Buster White, Randi settled in and encouraged Lucile to tell him as much as

possible about the sultry nights of Brazil. He said he had made Robert promise to take him there someday and itwas never too early to start collecting travel tips!

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