Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2010 23:07:51 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: The Beneficial 6

The Beneficial
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


6: Actions and Reactions


"Boys I want you to act in this house just like you do at Edith's.  No
fooling around, grab ass and keep your clothing on in the public areas.  In
your bedroom with the door closed or in the play room you can do what ever
you want, understood?

"We can be naked in the playroom," Eddy shouted!

The playroom is a basement recreation room, with no windows that Tom had
fitted with game tables, workout machines, an entertainment center, a huge
foam mat on the floor, sofa and so on.  It had its own bathroom with a
large shower, beer and pop cooler, well all the stuff three sex crazed
males would ever want.  The boy's bedroom was fitted with two double beds,
two desks, dressers, a TV & VCR.  Tom's room had a king size bed, sitting
area, Large screen TV/VCR/DVD.  All the computing stuff was in his office
along with his books.

"Other than that, treat this as your home, you can do anything here that
you are allowed to do in mom's house.  You can do lots of stuff here you
can't do at mom's house too.  No drugs, no beer or wine without permission
and no booze.  Keep the place clean and reasonably neat, please.  Unlike
camp we got to do our own laundry, cook our own meals and so on.  Homework
is first, playing with each others bodies second, sharing our love for each
other all the time.  Keep a few days clean duds here and any personal stuff
you don't want your mom to find. "

"I think we need a schedule posted at all three houses," Richard suggested.
How often will I be sleeping here?"

"That depends on you and your mothers.  I think Eddy should sleep at home
most nights, at least for the next little while."  This solicited a groan
from the little man.

"Dad I want to stay with you."

"For the time being I think we had better not make radical changes.  As the
year develops and conditions change, we will find lots of way to increase
your stay overs, Trust me son, I want you to stay as much as you want too."

Tom went and found a large calendar and they began putting stuff on it.  He
made up personal schedules for each of the boys.

"Now take copies of these to you mom's and post them, so they always know
where you are.  These spaces are for your homework assignments.  If the
work's not done you can't go out and play, party, attend meeting or
anything else."

By the end of September things were rolling along and everyone was in a
routine.  Wiley had installed all the computing at Tom's and linked Eddy's
computer to Tom's LAN via broadband.  Tom was working on several articles
at once.  He was completing about 4 a month and getting about 8 topical
science pieces a month in the local morning paper.  Richard spent most
weekends at Tom's and usually Wednesday night at Eddy's.  Wiley would pop
in when ever he had time.  James, Nate, Charley and Fred would come over on
Sundays.  The three Novices would spend lots of time singing together,
something they sure liked doing.  Tom found he had to get the three big
brothers to stop filling the kids mouths with teenage cock, to let them
sing.  These three are very resourceful and quickly switched to each other.

Eddy was asking Edith for music and voice lessons.  The music part was easy
enough and she could afford that, the voice was more problematic, cost was
a problem and she had no idea how to find a coach.  Richard suggested she
ask Tom.

"He was quite a singer in his youth, I am told and he will know what to
do."

"I suppose I had better or you will tell him and the family will just grant
him a scholarship."

"I guess that is how it works, Edith.  Since everyone knows Eddy has the
voice and talent, if you don't act and he makes a request to me, I have no
choice but to approach Tom.  If it was something frivolous or possibly
dangerous, then it is easy to say no.  You know Tom, he will give Eddy
anything he wants.  Wayne once told me the difference between biological
father and sponsor-guardians like Tom, their total lack of understand about
the difference between wants, need and desires.  They can't tell the
difference, no experience.  Part of my job in this family is giving Tom
guidance on the subject.  But you heard Eddy sing after a few weeks of
lessons.  I think in Eddy's case its a definite need."

"I simply can't afford lessons Richard, I can't even afford a car.
Speaking of cars will you take me to the food store after dinner?"  The
penny just dropped for the two of them, on several subjects.

"That is why he gave you the mini-van, he knew I would not take it."

"I think that was part of it but he also knew I wanted one and my mom would
not help me get one, afford it or not.  I think there was something to
mom's problem with Garth.  I don't know what its about but I have known
Garth since I was a Novice.  He has always been very kind to me, no kinder
then other men, but a few weeks before camp ended, he and I were swimming
together and his attitude seemed to change.  He suddenly got more friendly
and interested in me on a personal level.  I thought little of it until
mom's comments.  I think he my be my father or he may think he is and I
figure mom does too or at least she thinks there is a chance of it."

"Oh, Richard that must be very exciting for you or is it upsetting?"

"I'm not sure what I feel.  I always wondered who my sperm donator was.
Mom said those things are anonymous.  That was 16 years ago and sperm banks
and test tube fertilization were available, it was very expensive and mom
not being married probably wouldn't have qualified.  So I don't know.
Anyway I sure miss not having a dad.  The family has been super supportive
and my uncle Rich has been great, when mom would let him."

"Well Richard, Rita brings up an interesting question, although she didn't
quite phrase it like am, why now and why all of a sudden with no warning.
Air lines just don't reassign a pilot to another country with a few days
notice either."

"Well if Tom gave his word to Garth he will keep it, in this family that's
an unwritten law between them and I would think obligatory."

"Did it ever bother you not knowing him Richard, I mean did you dream about
it and things like that?"

"No, not all that much, I think it is more curiosity, I often wondered how
much of me is nurture and how much nature.  I see a lot of me in my Uncle
and grand father, but I see and feel a lot of things not like them too.
Its strange but Garth kept asking questions like the food I prefer and
colors and stuff like that.  He seemed overjoyed when I expressed an
interest in flying too but that may only be professional pride on his
part."

Meanwhile, while the mother and her newly minted teenage son were talking,
Tom was busy working against another deadline and Eddy was out playing with
his little neighbor friend Conrad, another eight year old from the complex.
They overheard, through the open window, much shouting and commotion.

"Dad, dad, come quick come quick, please dad."

"Ya, Mr... ooor.. Dr. Anderson we need you, sir."

Tom came out and followed the boys down the lane and around the corner.
Richard was about to join them but Edith stopped him.

"If they needed a BB they would have summoned you Richard.  The boys must
figure a parent is required on this one."

"But it's my duty Edith what if Eddy needs me?"

"I guess you need to learn too son, that was not a panic call for help,
it's a call that said, I need an adult.  If they need your help to defend
their honor or bicycles, the voice tone would have been two or three
octaves higher, and directed at you not Tom or me.  How long has Eddy been
calling Tom, dad?"

"Since camp finished, I think.  Are you upset by it?"

"No, Tom obviously does not mind and I understand more about how Eddy feels
then he suspects.  About two years ago, Eddy was dreaming and began calling
out for his dad to stop hiding from him and come.  My heart broke for the
little guy but what could I do.  He knows the bastard is dead but to have
never known him at all, I guess for a child, dead is meaningless When he
was pre school age I would ask him what he wanted for a present, birthday
or christmas, He just want his dad."

Edith started to cry just a little, Richard noticed it.

"You understand him Richard, I'm just worried he will become to attached to
Tom and one day he will be left alone."  Now she was really crying.

Richard put his arm around her shoulder like he did to his mom when she
need comfort.  "Go ahead cry it out, mom," he said.  Then he though, I
probably shouldn't have said that.  But Edith cried even harder so he
figured she was Ok with him calling her mom and just needed emotional
release.  Women cry so easy over these things he thought.

"Shall I tell Eddy not to call Tom, Dad?"

"Oh no, that would brake his heart.  I can't but I'm worried this will all
come crashing down, what if Tom goes away to Amsterdam or something like
that?"

"Tom won't, he took on Eddy's sponsorship voluntarily, it is a one way
commitment and a solemn trust.  Just like my job, I was asked of course and
I could have said no, some Seniors do and sometimes there are more Seniors
then Novices too.  Tom would cut off his right hand before he hurt that
boy.  I know Tom he would cut off his left before he hurt any child.  He is
so proud when Eddy calls him dad.  He takes it as the ultimate compliment,
remember Tom and Eddy chose each other, he is not dad by accident of birth.
He is dad by mutual choice.  Me, I got to work at being Eddy's Big Brother,
we didn't choose each other, so we must learn to respect and I hope love."

"Am I mom to you Richard, by choice."

"Yes, if I didn't feel comfortable placing you in that role I would not
address you as mom.  But if you don't want me to..."

"No Richard that is fine, I kind of like it son."  Edith kissed Richard on
the forehead, running his hand along the boy's face.  Something the teen
found highly stimulating.  Richard had never felt any kind of sexual
attraction to his biological mother but Eddy's mom was proving to be just a
bit different.  She is a lot younger then Rita and much more physically
attractive.  Richard tried to set aside the stimulation He decided this was
something he had better talk to Wiley about and soon.

"I hope you find your dad some day, like Eddy did."

"Me too."  Edith went to wash her face and Richard went to find out what
the boys and Tom were up to.

Edith was in a bit of a philosophical quandary.  She had totally rejected
men, family beyond her and Eddy and sex.  If she couldn't trust her
parents, how could she trust any other family type situations.  If she
couldn't trust her father's love, after all he had made her pageant with
Eddy and then rejected her and the child, as well as any responsibility for
what happened.  Since her mother failed to stand by her or protect her
child, knowing full well what had be going on between her and dad, for all
those years.  If she never had sex again then she would never be in a
position to be betrayed by her sex partner, some one she loved and thought
loved her.  How on earth could she trust strangers like Tom and Richard
with her son's welfare.  How could she trust this "extended family"?  How
could she trust her uber-boss Stephen or a male politician like Carl.
Edith agonized over this for several days until she worked up the courage
to place that phone call, Stephen had urged her to place.

The lives of these people is dynamic and convoluted.  Situations develop
over time and things happen in parallel.  Life is a long series of
interwoven sequences, which climax or reach an apex at different times and
sometimes several at the same time.  This overlapping, layering and
interconnectivity have been described in many ways, by many different
writers.  It is not the warp and woof of the weaver, the patter of the
tapestry but "a mixing of slightly miscible liquids in sub-Lamer flow," as
Tom would write in one of his essays.  Conflict is rampant in the lives of
adults and teens.  Children are sheltered from this conflict, as best the
adults can but they are alive and have their own child level tempests to
resolve.  Dr. Tom Anderson, Ph.D.'s in the Philosophy of Science and
Geology wanted to see himself as the great conflict resolver.  The resolver
of conflicts as related to science at the very least.

Richard rounded the corner and looked down the street in the direction he
thought Tom and the boys had headed.  He listened intensely, finally
hearing the alto voices of children laughing and headed toward the sound.
Eddy and Conrad shot from behind a black sports car on a dead run, almost
crashing into Richard, who was looking at the other side of the street.

"What's up guys?"  Both boys began talking at once and dragging Richard
around the sports cary and up the short drive.

"I knew you two were fast but never would have thought that quick," Tom
said.

"I was almost here when you sent them, Tom.  What seems to be the panic?"
Tom pointed at the three flat tires on the black sports car.  "Oh, I guess
that is a problem, can I help?"

"Yes, but first, this is Jack Handson, this beauty's owner, Richard Big
Chief,"

Richard was sent for his van, an air-pump and any spare valve stems he
could find.  Eddy and Conrad went with him.  Tom and Jack talked the
situation over.  It appears that a few days earlier Jack had asked, he said
politely, several neighborhood boys who were skate boarding on the street
in from of his house, to do that some place else, since he worked 8 p.m. to
8 am and they had woken him up.  The boys were quite belligerent 13 or 14
year olds but did move on.  Now today Eddy and Conrad knock on his door to
tell him they saw two boys letting the air out of his tires.  Just then
Richard came back with the electric air pump and one valve stem.  Tom put
Eddy and Conrad to work looking over the area to see if they could find the
other missing stems.

Eddy had told them the boys threatened them with much harm if they told
anyone who they were.  Richard was livid that anyone would threaten his LB
and was about to go after these bully's when Tom stopped him.

"They can't threaten him and get away with it, Tom, I won't allow it."

"Look Richard, they can say anything they want.  It is not words but
actions that count.  You can not act on verbal threats but I will turn you
and Nate loose, if they so much as put an finger on either of those boys.
Eddy and Conrad were not afraid of them or didn't take the threat
seriously."

 It turned out that the Mendes boys, fraternal twins, had been bullying the
younger kids for some time.  In talking to the cops, from the local
community based cop shop, they learned that these two have been accused of
all kinds of mischief and that this was the first solid case they had.
Richard expressed his concern about the attempted intimidation.  The
officers were concerned about that more then the flat tires.  Eddy with his
eight year old bravado informed the officers that he had an orange belt and
could take care of himself and Conrad but if he couldn't Richard had a
level 2 black.  One of the cops winked at Tom and they headed off to
apprehend the bad boys.

Jack got ready for work and was just pulling his alternative transport, a
black classic Harley low rider, out of the garage when the squad car pulled
up.  While one officer got the Mendes brothers out of the squad the other
hurried over to Richard and winking said, "lets put the fear of Richard Big
Chief into them."  They bantered back and forth about who did what to who
and when.

"Now boys you may not have realized but intimidation of a witness is much
more serious then vandalism.  Did you threaten these boys?"

They tried to deny it but Eddy and Conrad stood their ground.  Finally one
blurted out some kind of "I get you later" threat toward Eddy.  Richard was
on the move and the cop had to hold him back.  The other brother made a
racial slur toward Richard which got everyone mad, but something Richard
chose to ignore.

"Big Chief, that is a very familiar name.  You related to Fredric Big
Chief, the war hero?"

"Yes sir, in fact my ancestors have collected decorations in every war
since 1855.  I think the French, British and colonials suffered at their
hands before that."

Now the faces of these hispanic boys were noticeably whiter.

"Black belts are not supposed to use your skills against others are they?"

"Except in self defense or in the defense of my Little Brother and his
friend," Richard hissed glaring at the two, now quite contrite 14 year
olds.

Intimidation works both ways but it only works if you got what it takes to
back it up.

About 4 months later the two brothers came down the lane and pressed the
door bell.  At first Tom did not recognize them.  He of course invited them
in.  The brothers sported wide smiles, neatly combed hair and carefully
arranged baggy pants and T-shirts, which is the fashion for adolescents
today.  Once inside the warmth of the kitchen, coats and hats removed, Tom
offered them a soda.

"Dr. Anderson," Jose spoke first, "we owe you a debt, and we want to settle
if we can."

Tom tried to tell them he held no debt on them.  They finally explained
that Judge Pauline had made them read his treatise on Restorative Justice,
Atonement and Forgiveness.  She explained all the big words.  She had them
read his recommendations and restoration plan, after they completed the
work.  The Child Advocate had told them Tom was more then fair and
reasonable.  The boys thought his ideas, at first were daft and punitive,
even though he spoke against punitive measures in the court.  They now
realize he was not only fair but lenient.  They also now realize that they
had been going around with a "big chip" on their shoulders, as one of their
retired clients put it.  They had already apologized to Mr. Handson weeks
ago, as well as Conrad and Eddy.

Tom ask them a few questions and they went on to elaborate how hard it was
at first to approach a stranger and offer their services, as penance for a
transgression.  They were now happy they did because many of those people
have become our friends and "we just keep going back even though our hours
are long finished."  In fact, one of the people they help on a regular
basis, is a young man in a wheel chair.  He is one of their best friends.
"It feels real good when you help some one, not because you have to but
because you want to," Michael said.

Judge Pauline had told them that, "if you had not cared enough about us and
taken your time to prepare your ideas, that we would probably be seeing her
again on more serious charges".  She told them Tom was a great teacher.
They were here to tell him they had learned their lesson and learned it
well.  Now how could they repay his kindness.

"Well boys that's a tall order and the only way a kindness can be repaid is
by another kindness.  Since my kindness was to strangers, to repay me, if
you honestly feel you need to, is by doing a kindness of similar
importunities for a stranger you will encounter in the future.  In the
interim the debt is set aside and no interest accumulates.  Is that
acceptable?"

"But can't we do something for you now," Jose asked almost pleading.

"You already have.  You are here and that took courage, integrity and self
respect, commodities you both lacked before.  You have made new friends in
all age groups.  Friends respect each other and that respect is earned not
mandated.  Friendship is by choice and mutual consent.  You are enjoying
the good feeling of giving to others.  There is only one reward greater to
a teacher than the knowledge that the student has learned the lesson.  That
is the student teaches that lesson to his or her students.  Eddy, Conrad
and I would like to count you two among our friends, it would honor us if
you felt the same way."  The boys beamed with pride and accepted the offer.

In the mean time, that between the tire flattening incident and the newly
minted friendship, things went on as normal.  Normal means semi chaos with
everyone attempting to impose some kind of order on an inherently orderlies
system.  In Tom terms, ones of very high enturpy.

"Are you going to make love to me or not Tom?"  The boy had been standing
next to his man for about five minutes, which in little boy terms is just
short of an eternity.  Tom raised his right hand, pointing his finger into
the air, "sorry Eddy I just have to finish this paragraph and sent it to
the publisher, be patient."  Eddy sighed, a long suffering little boy sigh.
Tom hit the period, pressed the Command S, Command Q, double clicked on the
mail utility, new message, typed the address, dragged the icon for the
story into the message box and single clicked send.

"Ok, Done."  He stood up and took Eddy's hand leading him into the bedroom.
Tom could not imagine what life would be like without Eddy in it.  He could
not quite remember what it was like before he met Eddy.  All he was concuss
of was how much Eddy seemed to need his love and how much he seemed to need
Eddy's.  Not the physical part so much, he needed Garth and Garth him since
they were Eddy's age, it was like that but different.  He needed Eddy to
shower his attention and affection on, Eddy need Tom to look up to, to
model himself after and to receive his affection.  Neither of them had
raging hormones that drove them to lust.  Eddy is prepubescent and Tom is
down to one or two ejaculations a day, he is almost 30.  When they are
being intimate both man and boy avoided using power or position titles.
When they are sharing man to boy or boy to man emotions it is usually Tom
and Eddy.

Eddy is addicted to sex.  His next climax is like a junky's next fix.  Tom
had been just as addicted when he was that age too.  He longed for Wayne's
touch or his BB's cock or Garth's kisses.  He remembered that, he
understood the boy's need.  Eddy once told Tom he felt so empty all day at
school, when pressed for details.  "You know, without you filling my ass it
feels all empty."  He felt good about being able to meet that need.  He
felt bad that the League's methods and approaches, to boy training,
essentially turned young boys into, all be it willing, slaves to sex.  He
knew this would moderate naturally over time but for now Eddy needed his
sex fix, at least on a daily basis and two or three times would be
preferable.  Hundreds of boys, himself included, had passed through the
system, all turning out to be productive and most, respected citizens.

Tom closed the door and swept the kid into his arms, planting kiss after
kiss on the boy's delicate lips.  "I missed you so much." Eddy was trying
to say.

"Not as much as I missed you."

"I missed you more."

"I missed you more than more."

It was now a routine, Tom would undress the boy, fondling and kissing his
body from head to foot.  Eddy would undress Tom, mostly kissing and licking
his penis and testicles.  Tom would often lay on the bed, or recline his
desk chair as Eddy directed and Eddy would climb onto his man, presenting
his penis to Tom's mouth and taking Tom's large erect cock into his.  Tom
would give the boy's crotch and anus an oral treatment, bringing Eddy to
the brink of climax.  Eddy would have Tom almost ready to ejaculate and
completely lubricated with his saliva.  Eddy would reposition himself over
Tom's up turned cock and lower his ass, taking Tom into his bowls in one
smooth stroke.

One day while laying in the afterglow of consummation, Eddy asked Tom how
his mom could live without sex.  He knew she had his love and Richard's
respect, on the emotional side but he did not understand how she could be
happy not enjoying the pleasures of the body.  Tom tried to explain
auto-eroticism and masturbation to Eddy but given his limited experience
with the female body, he doubted Eddy fully understood.

They would get up and Eddy would run to his bedroom, bring back his play
clothing and Tom would dress him again, paying close attention to each body
part.  Tom loved touching and kissing the smooth boy skin, the delicate boy
limbs and the little boy penis.  Eddy like being kissed and touched by his
man.  He savored each and every kiss, finger tip touch or loving stroke.
Eddy would then assist Tom in the same way.  Tom then folded Eddy's school
clothing and placed it in his room, while Eddy went to the kitchen for his
after school snack.  The exceptions were Wednesday and the weekends.

Wednesday became music night.  One of the societies scholarship recipients
is a very lovely young lady, Norma.  Since she was studying to be a music
teacher she was qualified to work with the six boys and Tom. "Who are you
today Eddy, Tommy Dorsey or Glen Miller?"  "Miller I think, dad already had
Dorsey's name sowed up."  Norma was just happy that none of the teens
wanted to do RAP, she guessed they lacked the writing skills.  This was not
the case, Nate is quite a poet and Tom too but both chose to keep that side
of themselves privet.  Edith thought she might like to learn the drums so
Richard showed her how to find a used set on the society's, "free to a good
home" posting service.

Voice lessons for Eddy was another matter.  Tom took control of that, at
least he thought he had.  For a dule PhD our Tom is sometimes less than
informed.

"It's about time you called Tom, I thought I would have to start begging."

"No Harold, I would never make you beg for anything."

"When I heard that lad sing last summer I prayed you would ask me to coach
him.  He brought tears to my eyes, well you know how easily I cry, but such
raw talent and such clear notes."  Harold began sniffing and Tom knew he
was crying again.

"I guess he won't need an audition.  Besides, who else do you think I would
ask to coach my new son?"

"At least you have never lost your sense of humor Tommy.  Are you and Garth
on the mend," Harold questioned with some trepidation in his voice.  Harold
had always had a crush on Tom, since they were intermediates but of course
Tom only had eyes for Garth.  "I have an opening between 9 and 10 on
Saturday, is that OK?"

"That's prime time, Richard will see to his transportation.  I know you
were hopping Harold but Garth and I never were on the outs; we just had to
divide for a while to allow for professional growth.  He should be flying
from here in about 18 months and I already have his bed made."

"You know Tom, for a highly masculine person you have a real feminine
hidden underneath.  Not like me, I don't hide anything."

"Harold, if I ever decide to replace Garth in my heart, you my friend, are
at the top the list.  How do I arrange to pay you?"

"Pay me, pay me, are you nuts, I was prepared to pay you for the privilege,
such a talent."

"I am serious Harold, I know how megar a runumation the opera company gives
its singers, you still must pay rent and eat."

"So am I, but you are correct and I can't take it out in trade, my butt is
far to fat for his little tool.  Well perhaps the mother?"

"Har...old!  besides clothing have you been into anything else feminine I
should know about?"

"Yes, dear man, I have a female student who can carry a tune better than
most men I know, except you that is."

"Harold you are bad, bad I say."

"Ya ain't it fun though.  In all seriousness, I will invoice the
scholarship fund, directly."

"Who do I apply to?"

"Already done buddy, already done."

"Harold can you still sing with a penis in your mouth?"

"Yes as a matter of fact I have gotten better at it since we were boys.  Do
you think Eddy will like to learn that too, he may be as good as you were?"

"Harold he is just like me at that age, it is frightening sometimes and we
are not even genetically related, every time I look at him I see me or
Garth or you.  I see you as an eight year old, when he is being totally
unselfish and highly perceptive about the feelings of others."

"Well if he likes it half as much as you did..."

"Just remember you are supposed to teach him how to sing, Richard and I are
on sex education duty."

"Better tell Richard the lessons are 9 to 10:30 we don't want Eddy
shortchanged on the vocal side while I service that sharp BB of his."

Tom shook his head after hanging up the phone.  "Is all this family thinks
about is sex," Tom thought, "not all, just mostly."

.......................

In mid September Edith came home with a big surprise for Eddy.  She had
been given some new responsibilities and a raise.  Part of her new job
would be to learn new systems and train others in how to use them.  Edith
had been reluctant to take on any new position but after a brief meeting
with Stephen she accepted.  Edith was not afraid of the work or the
schooling, she was hesitant to leave Eddy with a sitter, on the two
evenings a week for six weeks, while she took the training.  Stephen told
her she was the only one in this office that he and her supervisors,
thought qualified to carry out the assignment and if she refused it would
go to some other office.  He also reminded her that Richard and Tom would
look after Eddy and they would be hurt if she didn't ask them.

"How do you know Stephen?"

"I was a BB, I know how it feels when you're not asked to do things for
your LB that you think you are capable of.  From Richard's perspective he
took on a sacred trust, the welfare of a most precious treasure, his LB.
Any request you or Tom makes of him concerning Eddy is an honor bestowed,
no matter how great or small.  Sure there will be times when it is a bit of
a hardship but you will know when those times are and can give him the
opportunity to back out or propose an alternative. "

"And Tom?"

"All the men commented that they have never seen Tom so devoted to anyone,
except his best buddy Garth.  You can see it in his eyes, I don't think it
possible that anyone, except you, could care more for him.  Tom would be
crushed if you didn't ask him, although he would never say a word about it.

It is through the brother/sister system that we teach our youth the meaning
of responsibility, trust, caring and humanity, those lessons are with us
for life, even the rich and powerful, like Carl remember them."  Stephen
smiled.

Edith took on the new job.  She did not know, nor could she, that her life
was about to change again.  It changed dramatically when that 16 year old
girl left home to start a new life.  This time it would be evolution not
revolution but the results would be as dramatic.

Stephen too had been through the process and learned the lessons.  He would
never give Edith preferential treatment, he is much to fair a person for
that but he would make sure she had encouragement to grow and develop.  It
is his managerial style to encourage all his staff, from the most junior to
the most senior, to reach their potential.

Richard and Tom though the idea of looking after Eddy two evenings a week
was just super.  Eddy immediately realized he would get too nights in the
same bed as his man and his brother, he had all he could do to contain
himself.  He did though, snuggling up to Edith saying how much he would
miss her but he knew how important it was.  What none of them knew was, if
Edith was successful at training her coworkers, she would be sent to other
stores across the country to train their staffs.  She would become known
through out the organization, opening the door for more training and
education, along with the promotions resulting from those new
qualifications.