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Please Assist Me (Chapter 18)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Ch6apter 10 , Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15 , Chapter 16, Chapter 17

Warnings: Explicit Content

He Said

At last in January of 2021, the schools opened and we felt like there was more every day normal going on. There were a few more restaurants open with outdoor service too so Sophia and I had the occasional lunch out together when he had free time. I was training hard though so I didn’t have much free time which meant we tended to need to stick to Hollywood rather than driving out to the coast off the beaten track and that was our first mistake. Sophia had been my assistant for almost 2 years now so it wasn’t odd for us to be seen together but as there was almost never any other women seen with me, Cheryl alerted me that pictures started appearing in gossip rags, putting 2 and 2 together based on their (correct!) reading of intimate gazes and body language.

She Said

In the new year, a few photos started to come out of me with Keanu online and in gossip rags. The publicity wasn’t hugely invasive and I wasn’t too bothered by it - my family and friends knew the truth so this only really attracted random contact on social media from acquaintances being nosy rather than any real invasion at first.

My first direct experience that the attention was getting invasive came one day at the school pick up. I had noticed a man hovering at a distance from the gates who I was pretty sure wasn’t a parent. My attention was torn away when my kids came out but as I turned to take them to the car, I saw a teacher cautiously approach him and after a brief exchange he turned on his heal and left. That’s when I spotted the camera slung over his shoulder. A couple of days later, pictures of me and the kids were published on-line on a gossip site. The kids’ images were a little blurry but still, I was furious.

He Said

“Fuck!”

I’d just clicked on my phone on a link Sophia had sent to me for a photo news site showing pictures of her and the kids at their school gate. Some low life pap had tracked them down and deemed them newsworthy because of her link to me that had been emerging more and more frequently of late.

I forwarded it to Cheryl and asked her to arrange an urgent call with her and my lawyer to work out an action plan. Then I called Sophia, nervous that I might be in for a tirade of Spanish insults.

“Hun, you OK?”

“No, I’m not OK. Que pendejo insoportable!”

Here we go, I thought!

“who me?!”

“No, no, the photographer, this isn’t your fault!”

“kind of is though isn’t it?”

“No, I won’t let you take the blame – but we have to stop them. The kids need to be kept out of this right?”

“Yeah, I’m waiting to hear back from Cheryl. I asked her to arrange a call with the lawyers. I’ll let you know when they can set it up OK? And I’m sorry, even if you say it isn’t my fault, it wouldn’t be happening if we weren’t in a relationship.”

She sighed.

“We’ll figure it out, OK, I just, I need to keep them safe”

“I know, I know sweetheart”

We managed to issue a cease and desist order on that particular photographer to not take further photographs of the children and put out a general statement asking the press to respect their privacy but that did seem to have the effect of making them more thirsty for pictures of Sophia and I – we were still game. As pictures circulated of us eating out or on bike rides, this apparently spawned a trend of what I understand are called “Trolls” seeking out Sophia on social media to send her hateful messages to ‘leave me alone’ and to stop ‘trying to wheedle her way into my life’ and ‘get her grubby Latino hands on my money’. And, she said, if they didn’t do it directly, there would be comments underneath her photo on fan sites with people expressing their disgust at my choice of romantic partner. On top of that, there was a lot of denial - people saying that Sophia was and could only ever be my PA – just like Janey they said. Good grief the world really had gone to hell - why did who I was dating even matter?

Apparently there were many people being kind and saying it was nice that I’d found love and that she was beautiful, might give me the babies I’d missed out on etc etc but I could see the comments of the trolls weighed on her mind and lodged there far more than anything positive. Eventually I said she should really just follow me into the social media free wilderness. She could keep an active messenger service for group chats with friends and use a cloud service to share photos of the kids with our parents but for her sanity, she needed to drop Facebook, Instagram and Twitter before she went insane!

She Said

I knew I shouldn’t get drawn into looking at what Keanu’s fan base were saying online but the curiosity was hard to control. I actually only started getting drawn in after the trolls started tracking my down and sending me abusive DMs. That made me want to know if there were any positive voices or if these nasty people basically spoke for the whole of his fandom. I found myself wasting so much time going down rabbit holes trying to find out who these people were but there was no way to do that really.

When my general tetchiness finally got too much and Keanu said I should join him in the 1990s and get off social media, I knew he was right but at the same time it was infuriating as I had got so used to using it for sharing news, family photos, jokes etc as well as using all the messenger tools to connect with my friends. After all the isolation of 2020, this new isolation felt like a kick in the teeth but I felt so childish to think that way and didn’t dare say anything to Keanu. Having never been on social media, he just wouldn’t get it! After about a week though, I had to admit I felt better and admitted that his way was probably the sane option – after weeks of anxiety, I finally felt free from the worry of silly people out there who didn’t know us personally having an opinion about whether we ‘should’ be dating.

Happily, we also had a trip to New York to look forward to - Keanu would be starting filming on John Wick 4 and we were heading there as a family with around a week free to enjoy the city together before he would start on set.

The kids were beyond excited to be flying, not ever having done so before. They each had a little pull-along case and we booked first class so we would have as little time as possible milling around in the public spaces at the airport. I was sure there’d be paps about - we couldn’t ban them from taking our photo altogether even though we’d asked for their privacy to be respected so I was desperate to minimise their chances.

When we got to LAX, it was literally minutes after we’d got into the building when a fan approached asking for a photo. Keanu started to try and explain that he was on his down time with his family and would they mind if he didn’t take one today but he hated the crestfallen look on their face and he quickly suggested that we split up and meet up in the lounge. I rummaged through my bag to get his ticket out and handed it to him with a pointed look at the woman before heading off to check in with the kids, not caring that my silent displeasure might make it online somewhere to be used as evidence of what a bitch I was!

We went on through to departures and waited a good half hour before he showed up.

“Hey Keanu why did you take so long” Eva whined.

He chuckled.

“Sorry honey, but I guess it’s because ‘I’m Duke Caboom, Canada’s greatest stuntman’ he boomed, tickling her sides “and sometimes that means people want to say hi and take a photo so it took a while to catch you up.

“Oh OK” she said matter of factly not at all phased by that idea. I guess she knew how excited Julie and Miranda’s kids had been when they zoomed with him when he was in Berlin so it made sense to her even though Toy Story 4 was the only thing she’d ever seen with him in so she had no idea just how truly famous he was!

“You’re too good to them” I said, still a bit put out that we’d already been separated for a while right at the beginning of our trip.

“Yeah, but it never ends well if I’m an ass…. I mean not nice and you’ve got to remember that I’m usually ‘so high’ on a screen and seeing me in real life is exciting …. to them at least” he said cocking an eyebrow at me as if to say that I no longer saw him as special.

“You’re exciting to me too silly!” I said, relenting a bit from my sulk.

He squeezed my hand.

“Don’t worry, I’ll try to give off some ‘stay away’ vibes in New York so we can all hang out like real people.

“I know, I’m being a bitch, I just wanted this to be, you know, normal”

When we arrived in New York, we had a car waiting so were quickly away from the airport and managed to pass through it without being bothered. On the journey, the kids were pressing their faces against the car windows to see the famous sky-scrapers and there was much anticipation of getting to his apartment to see how their bedrooms looked. We’d arranged to have them decorated and bought new duvets and drapes which Keanu’s maid service had taken care of putting up for them. We got take out pizza for the first night and once again I felt safe and cocooned from the outside world of fans and paparazzi.

He Said

It was strange that Sophia and I had been together for not much short of a year before the public interest in me, and its impact on living our lives, really became a pain in the ass and the source of some conflict between us. I had to remind myself that I’d been living this way for about 20 years and had learned to just allow a little extra time in my day for stopping for a photo. It only affected me when I was on my own so I had to learn to see if from her point of view - it was a shock to her system basically. She’d been my PA for 2 years but we had rarely needed to conduct our business in the public eye so she hadn’t even experienced the attention when we weren’t dating – it was all happening in the context of her being my significant other and with the backdrop of the online trolls and the need to protect her kids.

I guess it would have happened much sooner if I hadn’t been away filming for almost 5 months shortly after we started dating so we’d had an extended time of being together but with no-one outside of friends and family knowing. I tried to tell her we should be grateful all this hadn’t started sooner. I’m not sure that was the right thing to say!

My celebrity did have some advantages though and in New York I’d managed to arrange a private tour of the Empire State Building and rink side seats at a Rangers game. Those earned me points but we weren’t so lucky in Central Park. My apartment isn’t far from there so we headed out for a walk one afternoon, ending up in in the Conservatory Garden figuring that this would be a nice place to be by some water but not where most people would be like Bethesda or the model boat pond.

We’d bought some sandwiches on our way (my time to enjoy the pastrami, pickle and Russian salad I so love) and settled on a bench to chill and rest the kids’ legs when I saw a guy across the other side of the pond raising his camera. It was clearly a Pap with a long lens. I’m normally not a hot head but it was such an intrusion to our pleasant afternoon that I handed Sophia my sandwich and marched up to him.

I was striding fast, not caring much that my stance was clearly threatening and some people idling by the pond scuttled out of my way. The Pap, surprisingly stood his ground until I reached him, squaring up to him.

“Just what in the hell do you think you’re doing? We’re just having some private time as a family and you come along determined to ruin it!”

I was yelling and drawing the attention of others by the pond but I didn’t care.

“hey man, you’re fair game” he responded brazenly.

“Yeah that’s right, I, me, I’m fair game, me not them ,now get the hell out of here”

He was a short weasel of a guy and I was towering above him. He soon thought better of trying to take a picture and scurried away. A woman a few feet away spontaneously clapped!

“Good for you Keanu” she said.

I blushed, coming down suddenly from the adrenaline of the confrontation. It has been a long time since I’d even spoken to a Pap. I usually just ignored them, occasionally putting my hand in front of my face to ruin the shot. It generally wasn’t worth antagonising them but this dude had pushed it too far.

I thanked her and returned to the bench. Sophia handed me back my sandwich while the kids eagerly asked why I’d been shouting at the man. I explained as best I could and I think they were grateful that I just wanted their mom and them to enjoy their time without strangers photographing them.

A couple of days later, Cheryl let me know that the guy made a claim on-line that I’d assaulted him – no actual legal claim was made, I guess because he knew it was bullshit. That was quickly proven when people quickly came forward that they had witnessed it and no such thing had happened. I wondered if the lady clapping was one of them.

She Said

After the Central Park incident, I was so proud of how Keanu had stood up to the paparazzo but we still made a decision to do most of the tourist things without him after that. I couldn’t see us being in Time Square, The Lego Store or the M&M store with him alongside us comfortably. And that was strange and a little sad for me to be back to the single parent feeling, having experienced some very cherished family days.

Our time to go home was fast approaching and I was keen to get one day just for the two of us. Luckily I have a cousin in New York who wanted to spend time with the kids and they offered to take them on the boat trip to the Statue of Liberty for the day. We made the kids breakfast and handed them over to my cousin with backpacks, ready for their adventure.

We just had coffee ourselves as we were planning on a brunch out for ourselves later after some us time between the sheets!

The minute the door was shut, Keanu was pulling me by the hand back to bed.

We quickly shed our pjs, climbed under the covers and started to kiss

Keanu soon reached down and started to gently tease my folds. I moaned into his mouth thrusting myself against his fingers.

A thought came to me and I pulled back and asked

“Can we um, try something today ?”

“Mmmm - what?”

“Well you know your movie, Siberia? “

He nodded

“Well, I watched it while you were away and, um that thing with your thumb ....”

“Oh you want that do you?” - a wicked grin spread across his face

“Well we can try that lots of ways ….. so, we can try that from behind. Get on all fours for me”

I obliged and I felt him slip his stiff cock into me, my folds parting with a pop. He was moving very slowly, then after a few thrusts as I was moaning softly, I felt his wet fingers reach around to gently tease my clit. He did it just enough to make me moan louder but not enough to make me cum. Then he pulled out leaving me bereft

“What?” I cried out

Then he rolled over on his back and pulled me onto him.

“And then there’s lady on top”

I happily sank down on his cock and started to ride him. I was groaning but at the same time I could hear my voice quavering as I neared orgasm once more. He licked his thumb, this time, re-enacting the Siberia moment making me throw my head back in pleasure. I was about to lift off, my voice raised in pitch but again he stopped me before I could, holding my hips to stop my movement.

The he flipped me over onto my back and straddled me, making me wait a few moments as he played with my breasts and smoothed his hands down my sides .

“And finally we can try man on top”

“Will you do that thing ?” I asked

“What the thumb ?”

“No, well yes, but first the thing where you lift me onto you”

“Oh like our first time?”

I nodded, glad he remembered.

He obliged lifting me onto him, pulling me up, ensheathing him slowly so I could feel every vein of his rigid cock and he could feel every ridge of my tunnel.

I was wailing by now each time he pulled me up then released me – I could feel his cock getting even harder when he asked simply

“Ready?”

I just whimpered and nodded my agreement.

He Said

I was so close to coming, I needed to really focus to give her everything she deserved.

I manoeuvred her fully onto her back and encouraged her to lift her legs up over my shoulders.

This allowed me maximum access to thrust in all the way to her cervix and pump in and out.

I could already feel the beginnings of her orgasm, her pussy pulsating around me. It was as if she was a beautiful flower, attracting me with her petals then sucking me in, holding me there in a vice like grip to take what she needed from me. It was primal and all encompassing

As I felt the ripples get more intense, I managed to balance on my left hand and free my right hand, lick my thumb and circle it over her clit.

That was it, it was all over for both of us. She clamped around me, her legs quivering and I shot my hot load inside shouting out as she screamed “yes, yes oh god, yes”

My thrusts gradually slowed, I was still moaning and fighting to catch my breath. I eased her legs down and lay on her just holding my weight off her by resting on my elbows. I gave her a sloppy kiss before easing off her onto my back. I still couldn’t speak. and just squeezed her hand. Tears leaked out of my eyes and I gulped, looking across, I found her in a similar emotional state.

“Wow that was - god I don’t think I’ve ever, ever come so hard”

“Me neither - love you so much Mr Reeves”

“Why do you always call me that after really great sex?”

“Dunno” she chuckled “maybe to give you the respect you deserve for making love to me so, so ….”

“What?”

“So masterfully, so beautifully”

“Mmmmmmm”

“Let’s have a snooze before brunch yeah?”

“Mmmm”

I think she was almost asleep already as she turned away and I spooned behind her, holding her warm breast in the palm of my hand.

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nowhere-herenow · 7 years

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The Way of Agape

Since I haven’t posted anything in a while, I thought I would share the following with you all. This is a sermon that I preached about a month ago at my church. I’ve edited it from its original form to make it more reader friendly. I hope you enjoy it!

In Matthew chapter 18, Jesus shares a parable with His disciples. Starting in verse thirteen, Jesus’ tells of a king who wanted to settle a debt of 10,000 talents with one of his servants. Since this servant couldn’t afford to pay the debt off, the king decided to sell the servant along with his wife and children. Upon hearing the king’s plan, the servant fell to his knees and pleaded with the king to be patient with him saying that he would eventually pay the debt back. The king then decides to have pity on the servant and not only released him, but forgave all his debt.

What was the servant’s response? Almost immediately that same servant goes out and seizes someone that owed him 100 denarii. The servant starts choking the guy demanding that he pay the debt back. Then, when it becomes obvious that he can’t pay the debt, the servant throws the man in jail, apparently having completely forgotten about the mercy that was just shown to him. As one might imagine, word eventually got back to the king about this servant’s ungratefulness, and here’s how the king responds. “Then the master called the servant in. ‘You wicked servant,’ he said, ‘I canceled all that debt of yours because you begged me to. Shouldn’t you have had mercy on your fellow servant just as I had on you?’ In anger his master handed him over to the jailers to be tortured, until he should pay back all he owed.”

Then, Jesus ends the parable with the following words, “This is how my heavenly Father will treat each of you unless you forgive your brother or sister from your heart.” (Matthew 18:23-35)

Professionally speaking, I am not a preacher. I haven’t gone to seminary, bible college, or a divinity school. In fact, I still don’t even have a bachelor’s degree. If I’m being honest, I don’t really think of myself as being all that intelligent. I know a lot about a few things, things that interest me, but I know so very little about most things. When people get into conversations about banking, finance, insurance, or even cars the conversation quickly soars way over my head.

Also, I am not perfect. I can be greedy, selfish, and lazy. Sometimes I can be so impatient and get so angry that I cuss and literally throw things, especially when I’m at work. If you truly know me, then you know that I am not at all what someone would consider a saint. In fact, I am a lot like that servant that we read about in Matthew 18.

I could continue to go on and on about my shortcomings and failures, but rather than waste time talking about all those things, all the bad things that I am and the good things that I am not, I want to talk about the only thing about me that truly matters.

I am, above everything else, a child of God, redeemed by the sacrifice of Jesus, and loved by my Creator. All else, all those weaknesses and failures, pale in comparison to that one irrefutable truth, because although my human nature leaves me prone to fall down, to fail, to screw up, to be enticed to sin, and to be led astray from His good and perfect way, He still forgives me.

Isn’t that amazing? Paul said it best, “God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved.” (Ephesians 2:4-5). All God wants from us, which is evident in the parable Jesus tells in Matthew 18, is for us to show His other children, those here on this earth with us, the same love that He shows us every day, and in so doing draw them back to their one and only true Father and Creator; their Abba.

The Apostle John taught us to “love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.” (1 John 4:7-8). Romans chapter five says that when we accepted Christ’s atonement for our sins God’s love was poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit. We are in turn supposed to radiate that same love given to us in abundance, to not only our fellow believers, but our enemies as well. One of my favorite Christian authors is the late Brennan Manning. He once wrote that, “God calls His children to a countercultural lifestyle of forgiveness in a world that demands an eye for an eye – and worse. But if loving God is the first commandment, and loving our neighbor proves our love for God, and if it is easy to love those who love us, then loving our enemies must be the filial badge that identifies Abba’s children.”

Now, you may not realize this, but that love, shown to us by the Creator, given to us by His Spirit, is not just any old warm fuzzy feel good kind of love. It is agape love. When Jesus says, “love your enemies” and “love one another,” He is referring to agape love. So, what is this agape love?

The Greek word agape, refers to a form of love higher than any other. Agape love is the type of love that God shows us, it’s the type of love that we’re supposed to show God, and here’s the real kicker, it is the same form of love that we are supposed to show the world, and not just those in the world that we like, that we get along with, but ALL of God’s creation! Going back to Matthew 18 we see that God didn’t show us this love through His grace mercy and forgiveness so that we could just hoard it all up for ourselves like greedy spoiled children. He showed us this love so that we would share it with others. And this agape love that we’re supposed to share with the world is unconditional and it is deliberate. It is tangible, visible, and it is sacrificial by nature.

So, what does agape love look like in the real world? It’s going above and beyond to help those in need, and we all have needs. It’s feeding the hungry, giving drink to the thirsty, and taking care of the very real and very physical needs of individuals first. It’s sharing with others the same grace mercy and forgiveness that God has shared with us. It’s treating all of God’s children as though they were beloved members of your own family, sacrificing for them just as you would for your own blood.

In its simplest form, agape love can be shaking hands with a stranger or offering them a hug to make them feel welcomed. It can be offering an ear to someone who just needs a friend who’s willing to listen to them. It can be offering someone without transportation a ride, or even offering Godly advice to those in need of assistance. And it can be praying with someone who is going through a difficult time in their life.

These are all tangible expressions of an inward grace, but, of course, agape love is about more than just going through the right motions when you feel like it, or when it’s convenient. In his book ‘Mere Christianity’ C.S. Lewis wrote, “Someone who is not a good tennis player may now and then make a good shot. What you mean by a good player is a man whose eyes and muscles and nerves have been so trained by making innumerable good shots that they can now be relied on.” Agape love requires practice, training, and repetition.

If we’re going to talk about what agape love is, then we must talk about what agape love is not.

Agape love is not bound by fear. The apostle John said in his first epistle; “There is no fear in love. But perfect love (agape love) drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.” (1 John 4:18). It’s obvious that our nation is consumed by fear, obsessed with it even. We live in a place where people are so afraid that they feel the need to carry firearms with them everywhere they go. Whether that’s to the grocery store, a restaurant, or even a parade downtown, this seems to be the way of doing things in our nation today, but it is not God’s way. In a world that’s drunk on terror, say no to fear and yes to the power of God’s agape. Put your faith in God, because where there is genuine faith fear has no foothold and its paralyzing power is diminished. As our Lord said, don’t be afraid of those who can kill the body but cannot kill the soul.

Agape love is not easy. If it were easy then it would be something that we just did naturally, but just take a quick glimpse around at the world we live in and you’ll see that that is not the case at all. In the best-selling book ‘Love Does’ Bob Goff said that “Love is like a sword without a handle and because of that, sometimes we’ll get cut when we pick it up.” When you love others the way He taught us to, you’re bound to get burned, to be rejected, and perhaps even ridiculed, because with agape love you put yourself out there for the sake of others.

Agape love is not egocentric. If you’re looking for prestige, power, or position, then you need to look somewhere else. In fact, I would say that you need to look to another gospel entirely, because the gospel of Jesus is not about any of those things and service to God leaves no room for your ego. At the heart of the way of agape is this truth written by Dietrich Bonhoeffer in the book ‘Life Together’: “If my sinfulness appears to me to be in any way smaller or less detestable in comparison with the sins of others, I am still not recognizing my sinfulness at all. … How can I possibly serve another person in unfeigned humility if I seriously regard his sinfulness as worse than my own?” We are all imperfect sinners, that’s the bottom line. Jesus told us that if you wanted to follow him then you had to die to yourself. Paul taught that we are to “do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but rather, in humility consider others better than ourselves.” (Philippians 2:3-4), and Saint Augustine said, “There can only be two basic loves, the love of God unto the forgetfulness of self, or the love of self unto the forgetfulness of God.” Agape love, loves God unto the forgetfulness of self. There is no other way.

So why all this talk about love? After all, I’m not bringing any new revelation to the table, and I’m not uncovering some new divine secret hidden in scripture. So why yet another article about love?

What are the two greatest commandments according to our Lord? To love God with all your heart, soul, and strength, and to love your neighbor as yourself. According to Jesus, those two commandments are the foundation for everything we do as His disciples. I don’t think anyone would disagree with me on that point, but from the looks of things in this world, in this nation, and indeed even in our churches, I’m not so certain that we have mastered the fundamentals yet. And if we haven’t mastered the fundamentals how can we possibly move on to anything else and expect to be successful at it?

And yet, I fear that we Christians still do not have a firm grasp on how to carry out those two greatest commandments, the fundamentals of our faith. One of my favorite modern-day preachers is Alistair Begg and he once said, “Until the church learns how to cry, the church loses any right to shout. Until we do what we’ve been asked to do we dare not start to do what has been granted to us with no mandate at all.” Do we know how to love our God and our neighbors? Do we know how to love each other? Can we set ourselves aside, swallow our own pride and vanity, humble ourselves, and put our selfish ways on the altar? Jesus knelt down in front of Judas Iscariot submitting Himself to the man He knew would betray Him, and He washed Judas’ dirty, sweaty, feet. Can we do the same for the sake of the gospel, and embrace God’s way of agape?

Will you love others as He loved you? Will you go out today and show this agape love to the wait staff at the restaurant where you eat your lunch, or to the cashier where you buy your groceries, or to the people who sit in the pews next to you on Sunday morning? Will you show God’s agape love to your pastors, who bear not only the burdens of us all but their own burdens as well?

For those of you that are brave and courageous enough to walk away from the way of the world and to embrace God’s countercultural way of agape, may God bless you tremendously in your bold endeavor to be an actual light in this dark world.

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