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Not on My Bucket List

When Sam goes on a gay website looking for romance, he finds more than he bargained for. Rejecting all the usual requests for hook-ups, he searches for something more sincere. And he finds it in the most unexpected of places, as he is drawn to the profile of a man in a faraway place.<br><br>Amir, an Algerian descended from desert nomads, has posted a profile looking for the love of his life. Sam finds it amazing that a gay man born in the Algerian desert has the bravery to not only declare he is gay, but also to admit his dream is to find a husband to spend his life with.<br><br>While Sam doesn’t consider himself the marrying kind, he starts chatting with Amir, telling himself he just wants to learn about another culture. His friends laugh at him, saying this man just wants to use him to emigrate to the west and take him for his money. But he refuses to believe it, sensing a sincerity he has never seen with anyone else. The two begin a dialogue that moves to weekly Skype sessions, discussions of religion and world politics, assistance with life challenges and, finally, a declaration of love ... and an invitation.<br><br>Can these two men from vastly different worlds and cultures meet and find common ground for a romance? The challenges are great, and spending a life together seems like an impossible dream. While Sam’s friends continue to discourage him, he knows he cannot give up this man. Is Amir sincere, or is Sam being used?<br><br>There is only one way to find out if Amir is really sincere. And Sam knows what he has to do.

Tom Monroe · LGBT+
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55 Chs

Chapter 34

We hopped a bus back to the center of the city and soon were cooling off in our apartment. After a quick snack of olives, dates, figs, and some bread and cheese, Amir said to me, “I think I should go exchange the rest of your money. Then that will be out of the way.”

“All right. Do you want me to come with you?”

“No. I’ll go by myself. I’ll be okay.” He was probably thinking about how I had hung too close to him the last time he had done this.

“All right. But take a little of the money and buy yourself some comfortable walking shoes on your way back.” He had been rubbing his feet since we had returned, and it looked like one foot had a blister from walking all day in his sandals. “You will need a better pair of shoes for when you begin teaching. Shoes that you can stand in all day without your feet hurting.” Not to mention better walking shoes for that fast pace of his.

“Okay, I will do that.”