Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2007 17:56:17 -0800 (PST)
From: E Walk <cane_lane_candy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tip and Ty Chapter 17

Tip and Ty
By E. Walk
(Copyrighted by the author)
Edited by Radio Rancher

Chapter 17 - Tip Becomes a Celebrity

This is Mark.

I secured the condo and went to Zack's room and got ready for bed.  I was
lying there thinking about the past five days.  First, I get a job.  Next,
I meet Zack and we go to the craziest wedding.  Now I am going to be
involved in a play group cooperative and it looks like we are going to be
moving to a castle.  I guess I had better go to sleep since tomorrow is
going to be a busy day.

I was laying there manipulating my penis, thinking of Zack and before I
realized what I had done, I had seminal fluid all over my chest and lower
abdomen.

I carefully climbed out of bed and took another shower.  When I was ready
to crawl back into bed, I decided to put a pair of briefs and a tee shirt.
I even put on a pair of pajama bottoms and it's a good thing I did.

I had fallen asleep and was awakened by a deafening crash of thunder.
Before I knew what was happening, I had four smaller bodies in bed with me.
I had just been able to get the children calmed down when Ty came in.

Ty looked at his four children spread on the bed with me, "Come on
children, the storm has passed us.  We need to let Nano Mark get his
sleep."

Bobby looked at his Dad, "Daddy, we're going to sleep with Nano Mark just
in case.  He has his pajamas on."  He lifted the sheet and blanket, "See."

I watched as Mr. Jefferson left with a funny look on his face.  I thought
to myself, `I'll probably be fired in the morning."

This is Ty.

When Tip and I went to his room, there was very little interplay.  I think
we were both tired from our long day.  We took our showers and just cuddled
after we kissed goodnight.  It felt so good to be able to feel his body
next to mine.

We must have fallen asleep, because all of a sudden there was this
extremely loud crash.  We both jumped and sat upright.  Tip took control,
"Ty, go check on the children while I check on the house."

We both put on our robes and when I got the girls' room it was empty.  I
quickly went to see if they were with Bobby and Billy.  They were not in
their room either, so I went to Zack and Mark's room.  Guess what, all four
of my children were in bed with Mark.  Bobby, in essence told me to buzz
off, Dad.  "Nano Mark is decent so we'll sleep with him just in case there
is more lightening and thunder.  Good night, Daddy."

I turned and went back to Tip's room.  He was just returning from checking
the downstairs.  I looked at him, "I think I've lost my four children.
They are all in bed with Mark.  Bobby just told me to buzz off because they
were sleeping with Mark.  Poor Mark, he doesn't realized he is going to be
sacked in the morning for stealing the children's affection from us.  Oh
woe is me!"

Tip pulled me close, "Ty, you know, and I know that Mark was sent to us by
a higher power.  If Zack likes him, and the children like him, he can only
make our family stronger.  I am not sure that he won't surprise us once the
children don't need a Nano anymore."

We climbed into bed and the next thing I remember was that something was
running up and down my penis.  I opened my eyes and saw Tip watching me as
he was causing my penis to stir big time.

I pulled away, "Tip, I really need to use the bathroom.  We both went into
the bathroom and Tip climbed into the shower while I secreted my excess
body fluids, shaved and brushed my teeth."

We exchanged places with much body touching.  Tip reminded me,
"Mr. Jefferson, it is already 7:15 and I'm guessing that Mark already has
the children downstairs."

Tip here.

I watched Ty dressing and was thinking, "Why couldn't we have been like
this all these years.  I guess it wasn't in the master plan until now, and
besides, we wouldn't have four wonderful children.  I guess I need to say
my prayers of thanks."

When Ty and I got to the breakfast area, the children were almost finished
eating.  Bobby looked at us, "We ate all of the pancakes, so you will have
to eat stale toast; and we drank all of the orange juice so all you can
have is warm water."

Ty hugged his four children and Mark handed each of us a cup of coffee and
then returned with a plate of pancakes with sausage for us.

Mark and Bobby started to do the clean up until Mark sent the four children
to get their things for school.  He reminded them to brush their teeth.

Mark turned around, "Great picture of you on the front page of the Star,
Doctor Washington.  Not every doctor gets to deliver twin boys on a flight
that was diverted to Kansas City.  You will probably be so busy that you
will need to have two or three assistants.  You might want to turn the
television on to Channel 4 news.  They were advertising that they were
going to be doing a feature on the young doctor who rushed to the Kansas
City airport to make sure that twin boys arrived safely into this world."

Mark flipped the television on, "I need to take the children to school
now."

Mark left and returned with four children wearing their backpacks

Ty looked at Barbie, "You don't have to go, Barbie; I'll stay with you
until Nano Mark gets back."

"Daddy, I gotta' go to school like Billy.  Nano Mark and I hafta' go to the
bank `member?"

The five of them departed and Ty looked at me, "How do you like that; a
three year old back talking to her father?  Now I know we need to fire Nano
Mark."

I laughed, "Ty, just try to fire Mark and you will have four offspring who
will not be talking to you."

Ty and I got ready to go to our offices after we had cleaned the kitchen,
which wasn't very difficult.  We hugged each other as we got into our
vehicles and left for our destinations.

This is Mark.

Barbie and I delivered the other children at the school.  We went to the
office and signed in and we met with the other three children's teachers.
I informed the teachers that I would like to volunteer in their classrooms
for an hour each week.  The three of them agreed and I was going to be
helping Billy's teacher on Tuesdays, Becky's class would be Wednesday and
Bobby's teacher, who was a young man, was very pleased that I would be in
his classroom on Thursdays.  That meant that the play group would meet at
the condo on Fridays.

After we left the school, I had Barbie sit at the coffee table. I gave her
a picture to color and went to gather the laundry, so I wouldn't waste the
time until we needed to be at the Quinn house.

Barbie and I arrived at Mrs. Quinn's house just as another gentleman was
walking up to the front door.  Mrs. Quinn opened the door and greeted him
and noticed that Barbie and I weren't far behind.

As soon as she closed the door, Mrs. Quinn introduced us, "Mr. Hastings,
these are two of the young people who will be living here.  The young lady
is Barbie Jefferson.  The hunk with her is Mark Leavitt.  He is the
representative for Mr. Jefferson that you requested to be present."

Mr. Hastings shook my hand, "Mark, it's very nice to meet you.  I guess I
was expecting someone a little older."

I looked at Mr. Hastings, "Sir, you can't be anymore surprised than I am.
I still don't know why I am here."

"Since Mr. Jefferson is the person paying for the appraisal, I just felt
that both parties should be represented.  Shall we get started with the
walk through and walk around?"  Mr. Hastings asked as he pulled out a clip
board.

I interrupted, "Sir, I'd like to get Barbie settled before we start looking
around.  Mrs. Quinn, may I take Barbie into the TV room and find something
for her to watch?"

"Of course Mark, she can rest on the sofa in case she gets tired."

We took Barbie to the den/TV room and found something for Barbie to watch.

We started the inspection of the house and I will say this for
Mr. Hastings, he was certainly very thorough.  He opened and closed every
door we saw.  He tested all of the light fixtures and tried all of the
water faucets to make sure they worked.  Everything was moving along
quickly upstairs, until we hit the garage apartment.

It was like Mr. Hastings was thinking out loud, "Wow, what my wife and I
wouldn't give for a set up like this for my youngest son and his friend."

Nothing more was said until after we finished the first floor.  When we
started to look around in the lower level, Mr. Hastings started to say,
"Holy sh__, my grandchildren would think they had gone to heaven if they
could see this room.  It's better equipped than some arcades."

Mrs. Quinn spoke up, "Yeah, my dear husband was a game freak.  There is
almost always someone using this room.  Kevin and Kelly look forward to
having parties here.  Now would you like to look around outside,
Mr. Hasting?"

He nodded yes and we went out the back and looked around the back and
looked at the beautifully landscaped yard.  I thought to myself, `What a
wonderful yard for the preschool co-op children to play in.' Mr. Hastings
carefully examined the exterior of the house as we moved around the house.
The front was also very attractive from the curb.

Mr. Hastings had finally seen everything that he wanted to see, "Mrs. Quinn
and Mark, I'll finish my appraisal this evening.  Mrs. Quinn, would it be
possible for me to meet with you and Mr. Jefferson tomorrow night at 7:30?"

Mrs. Quinn looked at us, "I'm free, but I can't speak for Mr. Jefferson."

"Mr. Hastings, may I have Mr. Jefferson call you.  He is scheduled to be at
a meeting with Mr. Hunter and the Kansas City Chief management this
morning, so I have no way of contacting him right now." I said, as I was
looking at my watch.

Mr. Hastings looked like a light bulb had been turned on.  "Mark,
Mr. Jefferson wouldn't just happen to be the Tyler Jefferson who just
retired from the Chiefs, would he?"

I was laughing, "Yes sir."

Mr. Hastings scrunched his eyes, "Mrs. Quinn, I'll make sure that
Mr. Jefferson pays through the nose for this house.  After all, he just up
and left us loyal fans without any warning."

"Mark, please have Mr. Jefferson call me.  Here is my business card.  Now I
need to get out of here since I have another appointment in thirty
minutes."

We said our goodbyes.  I turned to Mrs. Quinn, "Okay Dame Quinn, let's go
get an early lunch which will be my treat as long as you don't go wild."

We went to get Barbie, who was asleep.  I woke her and took her to the
bathroom.  We crawled into the van and Mrs. Quinn directed me to a nice
delicatessen.  We got Barbie a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with some
chips and a cookie.  Mrs. Quinn and I had a bacon, lettuce and tomato
sandwiches with some fresh melons and a cup of soup.

We visited and finished eating.  I paid the bill and put down a tip and
drove back to Mrs. Quinn's house.  I helped her out of the van and gave her
a kiss on the cheek.  "Tell Kevin, I'll call him, so we can get together
when things settle down.  I need to get home and start dinner."

When we got to the house, Barbie started to play as I fixed a meat loaf and
other things for dinner that I could put in the oven since it was going to
be a busy afternoon.  It was just after two o'clock when Barbee and I
arrived at the bank.

The young man at the reception desk informed me, "Mrs. Cummings will be
with you shortly.  May I get you a cup of coffee or perhaps some lemonade?"

Barbie answered, "Lemonade, please."

The young man brought us each a glass of lemonade.  Barbie and I were
sipping our drinks and I was getting an uncomfortable feeling.  The young
man kept staring at my pelvic area.

Fortunately, Mrs. Cummings came out, "Hi Nano Mark and Barbie, I have
everything ready.  Mark, I hope you have all of the things that I asked you
to bring."

"Yes ma'am."

When we got to her office, I handed her the package of papers that I had
brought.  She started to work on the computer as Barbie sat on my lap.  She
handed me some spread sheets, "Mark, do these look correct?"

I looked at them and handed them back to her, "Ma'am, they look about right
to me."

She shook her head, "Mark, might I ask how you managed to save this amount
of money while you were going to college?"

"Yes ma'am, you may ask.  My Grandmother McDowell paid for my tuition, room
and board as well as my books, like she has done or is doing for all of her
grandchildren.  I worked while I was in college as if I were paying my own
tuition.  It gave me an opportunity to live frugally and no one knew the
difference.  I also saved most of my money that I received as gifts."

Mrs. Cummings looked up, "Mark, are you saying you are a miser?"

"No ma'am, I have known since before I was a teenager that I was different
from most boys, so why would I spend money to impress people?"

Mrs. Cummings interrupted me, "Excuse me Mark, while I make a phone call."
She picked up the phone and dialed, "Marcia, I have a young lady in here
who might need to go the bathroom and probably needs a snack."

Mrs. Cummings had no sooner finished the call than a lady of thirty
something came into the room.

Mrs. Cummings drew the lady's attention to Barbie, "Marcia, would you
please see that Miss Barbie is okay while I speak with Mr. Leavitt.  We
shouldn't be long."

Barbie crawled off my lap and went with this Marcia person against my
better judgment.  I guess Mrs. Cummings could see I wasn't exactly
comfortable with what was happening.

Mrs. Cummings tried to alleviate my concerns, "Mark, relax Marcia is my
daughter in law.  She will not let anything happen to Barbie.  She and my
oldest son have four wonderful children."

She stood and walked over to a sofa, "Mark, please come visit with me."

I did as I was asked, "Mrs. Cummings, you want something, so please tell
what it is.  If I can help, I will; but you are scaring me."

"Mark, I have a fifteen year old grandson, who happens to be Marcia and
Ken's oldest son.  His name is Ryan.  He is so in need of someone to talk
to.  He thinks he is gay."

I held up my hand, "Mrs. Cummings, my degrees are in Early Childhood
Development.  Yes, I am gay and I am exploring a relationship.  I also have
another young teenager who is searching for his identity and has asked me
for help.  Ma'am, I have four young children I am to be responsible for and
they need to be my first priority."

"Mark, I fully understand, but would you please just talk with Ryan?  His
parents, Marcia and Ken, are having a very difficult time accepting the
fact that their oldest son might be gay."

My mind was being fried, "Ma'am, I don't know why I'm doing this, but would
you please give me Ryan's phone number so I can call him or I can give you
my number.  Perhaps I could introduce him to the other teenager who has a
similar problem.  I must tell you that I would not advocate that there be
any sex and in fact would strongly advise against it.  Relationships are
not built on sex, but rather on the feelings that you feel for your
partner."

Mrs. Cummings was crying when I finished.  She sobbed, "Mark, I just wish
our youngest son had had that same outlook.  He died from AIDS because he
thought that relationships were formed because of sex.  He didn't
understand that love is more than sex."

I moved over and put my arm around Mrs. Cummings, "Ma'am, I am so sorry.  I
had no idea."  I kissed her on the cheek.

"Mrs. Cummings, Barbie and I need to go to pick up the other
children. Perhaps you and Ryan could stop over to our house tonight so we
could visit.  I don't think we have anything planned.  I have a question
though, what are Ryan's parents going to say if I see him sometimes just to
talk?''

"Don't worry Mark; I'll take care of them.  Thanks, Sir."

I turned to her, "My name is Mark and not sir."  I hugged Mrs. Cummings and
went to collect Barbie and we left to get the other children."

If you would like to read more of this story and other interesting stories,
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       Editor's Notes: It looks like things are moving right along doesn't
it?  Mark is making good impressions on everyone. I think he is a very
special person.  He has that wonderful quality of being able to get people
to do the right thing without lording it over them to do it.

It looks like Tip and Ty are finding that they really do love each other
and it isn't just sex either, although I suspect they will do quite well in
that department as well.  I think this story is progressing very well, and
I can hardly wait for the next chapter. See you then.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher