Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2009 23:00:33 -0500
From: authorbc2@aol.com
Subject: Adult Youth / Cameron and Troy / Chapter 4

Cameron and Troy

By

Randy Howard

This story is fiction and any similarities with people living or dead are
purely by coincidence. Please navigate away from this story if it is
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read if you are under the age of majority in your state, province and/or
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Previously in chapter three:

Troy drove home and prayed that when he got there, that he would find
Cameron waiting for him on the door step.

He walked into his house and the eerie silence told him that he was
alone. He looked at his answering machine and saw that he had one message
and pushed the button on the answering machine, revealing who had left a
message.

"This is Nancy Barcomb calling and if you could call me when you get this
message, I have some disappointing news for you Officer Mathews," the
messenger said.

Troy quickly dialed her number; his heart was pounding in his chest as he
waited for her to pick up.

"Nancy Barcomb," she said answering her machine and he drew a deep breath
before talking.

"Mrs. Barcomb, Troy Mathews calling," he told her, and there was a long
silence before she spoke.

"I'm afraid I have bad news for you Mr. Mathews," she sadly said and Troy
fought his body's desire to pass out.


Now chapter four:

Troy's heart raced as her words sunk into his brain.

"The boy found this morning was Trevor Brown, a run away," she said. "So
far we have no knowledge as to the whereabouts of the Parker boy," she
continued.

"Well thank you ma'am for calling me. Please let me know if and when you
find Cameron."

"May I ask you just why you wanted him removed from your home?" she
inquired and his mind hurried to come up with a suitable answer.

"He disagreed with me about discipline and asked me to call you," he lied
to the woman.

"I see, and it's very important that a boy his age have structured
discipline in his life. Are you still interested in keeping him
Mr. Mathews?"

"Yes ma'am I am, and I agree with you about a structured life for the
boy. His past home life seemed to lack any kind of it and I feel as you
that he needs it now."

"I will call you when we find the boy and you have a good evening sir," she
hung up and Troy was contented with the conversation.

"Do you still want me Troy," Troy heard from behind him and he rapidly
turned to see Cameron standing there crying.

Troy held out his arms to the boy and he ran happily into then, wrapping
his own tightly around Troy.

"I never once didn't want you Cam," he whispered as he fought back his own
tears. "It was my partner's idea to call her and have you removed." He
confided to the boy.

"I do love you Troy and the only reason I left was because Jeremy told me
to do the right thing for you. I don't want you to go to prison because we
love each other Troy." His eyes sought Troy's eyes and both men were crying
as they held each other.

Enough had been said and Troy bent down and kissed his lover... tenderly
and with all the passion that he was feeling for the boy.

He wanted him as his mate his lover and yet he worried about Jeremy and
what he knew.

It was as he held Cameron that his doorbell rang, and as he looked out a
side window, it was Jeremy standing at his front door.

*** "Cameron, go upstairs and be absolutely quiet," he told him pulling
away from the boy.

"But..." Troy put a finger to the boy's soft, plump lips and whispered.

"I want you to stay there regardless of what you may here down here. I love
you and I am not ever going to let you slip away again." Cameron kissed him
briefly and went upstairs.

Troy waited until he heard Cameron's door close before answering the door.

"What!" he angrily asked as he opened the door.

"I want to talk to you Troy... please buddy," he pled as he looked teary
eyed at Troy.

"I'll give you five minutes Jeremy," he stepped aside to let his partner
enter.

Jeremy came into the living room and instantly his eyes went right to
Cameron's duffle bag he had left sitting beside the back door. He turned to
look at Troy and he knew that the man he had loved secretly was lost to
him.

"So he's back again huh?" he asked and pointed to the duffle bag.

"Yes and I am not letting you or anyone else drive him away from me again
Jeremy." He adamantly said, his hands rested on his hips as he looked at
his partner.

"So you both refuse to see reason over this it seems Troy. Don't worry
Troy; I won't speak a word about what you two have found together."

"It'll be your last words spoken Jeremy, and that you can take as a promise
and not a mere threat. I love him and he loves me so please Jer, please let
us share our love." He begged of his partner as Cameron, against Troy's
request joined them in the room.

He walked over to Troy and stood behind him with his arms wrapped tightly
around his lover. Jeremy looked with contempt at him but knew that Troy
would keep his word if he divulged their secret to anyone.

"I assume it would be fruitless to try and make you see reason also
Cameron?" he asked looking at the boy.

"Yes it would because I love him for him and he loves me sir." Cameron
replied, solid in his stance on the matter.

"Very well Troy, I'll leave you both to your perverted love," he sadly said
and walked off to the door.

"Jeremy I know you don't understand the love that we found but please Jer,
please let us be free to love each other," he begged of the man.

"Ok Troy, but can we still be friends?" he asked, searching Troy's eyes for
acceptance.

"Yes Jer, I never wanted to lose your friendship, but I would have to keep
my Cameron safe."

"I hope that you never live to regret your decision buddy," he gave him a
soft kiss on his lips and left.

***

Troy joined a worried Cameron and he assured him that all was well for
them. He embraced the boy and they kissed passionately, before Troy broke
their kiss.

"Where did you spend the night Cam?"

"At my old house in my room," he told him. "I hid when I heard someone
enter the downstairs and they never found me," he proudly told him.

"It was cold and lonely alone in my bed last night without you Cam," they
kissed again lost to their love, unaware of Jeremy's eyes watching through
the window.

"You may have won the battle Cameron, but not the war," Jeremy whispered
and slipped away.

*** That night in bed, Troy told Cameron of the fears that he had had about
him.

"When my captain said another boy had been found and his description fit
you baby boy I was distraught to the point of insanity." Troy fought hard
to hold back his emotions.

"I lay awake last night just thinking of you worrying about me, I almost
called you to let you know I was alright."

Cameron climbed on top of Troy and gazed down into his eyes.

"I love you Troy and I will never leave you again... ever," he told him and
kissed him tenderly. "Now Officer Mathews, I am gonna fuck you and make all
your dreams come true," he told him as he put his cock to Troy's rosebud.

Troy put his hands on Cameron's ass cheeks and pulled him down, shoving the
boy's cock deep into him.

"Aaaah fuck stud wait a moment," Troy gasped as the invasion coursed its
pain through his body.

"Damn you're tight Troy," he said as he waited for the pain to subside.

"You're the first man to fuck me my little stud," he said and kissed his
lover.

Once Troy had relaxed from the invasion, Cameron's youth took over and he
began to fuck his lover like a rabbit in heat. His thrusts were hard and
rapid as he pounded Troy's ass.

"Sweetheart slow down and enjoy your first fuck," Troy told him as he held
the boy's ass down against his body. "I know you are young and want to cum
but enjoy the ride and make sure your partner enjoys it also."

Cameron kissed him tenderly, heeding his words. He lifted up and slowly
withdrew to almost out before he pushed back in, soon the boy had a
satisfying rhythm to which they were both moving as one. He fucked Troy a
solid twenty minutes before his climax began to stir within his youthful
balls. Troy held his cock in his hand and was stroking it furiously his own
climax rapidly approaching.

"Fuck me stud... cram that cock hard and deep baby boy," he howled as he
felt the urge to shoot.

Shoot he did as his cock aimed straight up erupted its offering and hit
Cameron in the face, and then sprayed is sperms over the two men's chest.

"Holy fuck I'm gonna blow Troy," he shouted and knelt up, pulling his cock
from his lover's ass and shot it across Troy's stomach several times before
he inserted his cock again into Troy's ass. He rapidly fucked his lover,
giving him the rest of his seed.

Troy took his fingers and scooped up the boy's cum and fed to himself and
gave some to Cameron to taste. The cum cleaned up and Cameron spent, he
collapsed on Troy gasping for breath as the two kissed.

"That was fucking awesome Troy," he said still breathing ragged and his
eyes glossy from his extreme climax.

"Awesome hardly describes it baby, it was fucking fantastic and you are one
hell of a top," he said and kissed the boy furiously and rolled them over
with Cameron's cock still in him.

He sat up and squirmed around on the boy's imbedded cock that was still
hard and ready for another round.

"Oh to have that kind of endurance again," Troy thought as he slowly rose
up and then back down again on the boy's cock.

Cameron's eyes rolled back and Troy could see the pleasure that his ass was
giving him.

He leaned forward, his hands resting on either side of the boy's chest; he
lifted his ass up and down to a rhythm that took Cameron to a place that
the boy had never visited before.

Sitting up straight and gyrating on the boy's cock, Troy pinched Cameron's
nubs, driving him insane with pleasure.

"Yeah horny man work those nipples," he said and reached up and pinched
Troy's with equal force, causing Troy to toss his head back with desire.

They moved in complete harmony as they fucked like two men lost in a world
that belonged to just them. Cameron moved his hands to Troy's hips as he
felt another climax looming and he thrust up faster, his urgency to cum
completely controlling his body.

"I'm gonna blow lover," he moaned out in ecstasy and Troy quickened his
rhythm until his felt the boy's cock start to swell and he ground down hard
against his groin, squeezing his ass muscles around his cock as he shot his
sperm into Troy's ass.

"Oh fuck... yeah... ride my cock stud," Cameron stammered unable to grasp
the climax his body was feeling.

Still squeezing his ass tight around the boy's cock, he rode furiously up
and down, milking the cock of every drop of his elixir.  Troy hopped
rapidly up and down and his own climax exploded out of his cock. Cameron
grabbed Troy's cock stroked it fast and furiously, spraying his cum over
his chest. Exhausted and spent, Troy lifted off the boy's cock and dropped
down beside him, they both turned to unite in a kiss until their tide of
passion ebbed.

Cameron turned and snuggled back against his lover, contented to be back
home again.

He cooed softly as Troy held him in his arms and they drifted off to sleep.

*** Across town, two men sat together in a local bar and whispered
together.

"I want you to get me this boy," and the man slid a picture across the
table to his buddy who picked it up and studied the picture.

"Do care to give me some specifics as to where I might find this boy sir?"
he asked as his eyes surveyed the room.

"He lives at 329 Spruce Street and usually leaves for school between six
thirty and seven in the morning," he whispered to him.

"Meet you at the cabin when I have him sir," he asked gazing into his
master's eyes for approval.

"Yes and text my cell when you have him," he told him and got up from the
table, followed by his slave. "Now let's go looking for someone to satisfy
us until then," the two men stepped outside, into the cool night.

They drove around the city looking for a suitable boy to satisfy their
sexual needs and spotted a boy of fifteen entering a local Seven-Eleven
store. They pulled into the parking lot and watched the boy through the
windows.  After several minutes he exited with a bag of provisions and
started walking home.

"There he goes, drive to the corner just before him," the master
said. "While I draw his attention you slip around behind him and push him
into the van."

"Yes sir, your wish is my command sir."

He parked the van and unhooked the slider door and slipped around to the
back side of the van, waiting like a spider would for its victim.

"Excuse me young man, but could you give me some directions," the man asked
and the boy walked over to the van, his arms full with the bag that he was
carrying.

"Sure mister," he said and looked at the paper that he had in his hand.

The other man quickly came around the van; the boy's back to him and
grabbed him from behind. He put his hand around the boy's mouth to quiet
him and pulled him into the van, the bag crashing to the ground. Master
slid over to the driver's seat and sped away into the night.

The next morning a naked boy's body was found at a local grammar school,
strangled.

*** The next morning as Troy showered; Cameron was in his room dressing for
school. He softly sang and danced around his room, content and happy to
have a man that loved him for just who he was.

"Well aren't we in a chipper mood today Cam," Troy said from the doorway as
he watched the boy dancing around.

"Cuz I'm in love and it with you," he said rushing to his lover, their
mouth met in a tender kiss.

"Well I love you Cam and I am so happy and just wish that I could share you
with the world," he told him.

"Just over a year and we can have a coming out party where we can announce
our love for each other." Cameron told him and Troy loved the idea of being
free to love Cameron openly and not worrying about what people would think
or say.

They both ate their breakfast and it was time to leave.

"Are you sure you don't want a ride to school babe," Troy asked grabbing
his keys.

"So totally not cool Troy to have your dad dropping you off," he said
smiling at his lover.

"But I'm not your dad," he told him.

"We know that lover, but to everyone else you are at the moment."

"You got your key babe and new cell baby boy?" Cameron held them up and
smiled as he vanished out the door.

*** Cameron gingerly walked down the street to catch his bus to school. He
was oblivious of the van ahead that had a man doing something as he stood
beside the open side door. The man looked around for a sign of anyone that
may be watching him. Convinced that no one was watching he saw his victim
walking towards him.

"Hey kid could you give me a hand with this box," he asked Cameron who
walked over to the man.

As he looked into the van and the large box, he felt a thump on the head
and suddenly he was pushed into the van, unconscious. The man dashed
inside, closing the door behind him and tied him up, gagging him to keep
him quiet. Secured tightly, the man jumped behind the wheel and sped of
contented that he was going to make his master happy. He stopped several
blocks up the road and texted his master, before he sped away for the cabin
out in the country.

*** Hitting a bump in the road brought Cameron around. His head was
throbbing as he struggled against the ropes that held him secure. His eyes
glanced forward to the man that was driving, oblivious to the fact that he
was now awake.

"What the fuck is going on and why am I tied up," Cameron thought as he
fought to remain calm.

He struggled against the ropes that had his feet tied to his hands behind
his back. He could feel his cell phone in his back pocket and he fidgeted
until he had it out. He carefully struggled to open the phone and as he
felt the buttons he dialed Troy's number.

"Hello Troy Mathews speaking," came a familiar voice to Cameron.

"Mmmmm," he moaned as loud as he could, alerting the driver.

"Ain't gonna do you no good to struggle kid because I have you tide very
snug," he shouted back to Cameron.

"Cameron what's wrong baby boy," Troy asked as he listened to the man that
was shouting at Cameron.

"Mmmmm," he moaned loudly again and this time Troy heard his moaning.

Troy was on his way to work and called into the precinct and asked for
Mark. Once he had Mark on the radio, he explained what was going on. His
heart was racing as he listen to Cameron moaning somewhere.

"I don't know where he is sir, but alert all cruiser to watch for a black
van and pull each one over.  I can tell by the sounds that he's in a
vehicle and is bound because he is unable to speak.

"Another hour and I'll have your sweet ass at the cabin out on the lake.
My master wants your sweet ass and I am giving him it. He will reward his
faithful slave for bringing him his prize," he shouted and Troy heard every
word.

"Cameron if you can hear me remain calm and obey whoever has you so he
doesn't hurt you babe," he said and Cameron became overcome with
fear. "Mark, whoever has my boy is taking him to some cabin on a lake," he
told him over the radio.

"Well there is only one lake around these parts and that's Lake
Compound. I'll alert the state police to get a bird in the air."

Troy's heart was pounding with fear for his boy and he drove the one route
that led out to Lake Compound. It shouldn't be hard to find the cabin
seeing how ninety percent of the land around the lake was state owned and
undeveloped. His eyes searched the road as he listened to what was going on
with his son.

"Cameron help is on the way," he shouted so that his boy could hear.

Cameron struggled and rubbed his face that was bound with a gag against the
floor. He finally got the gag to loosen and fall off. Not wanting to give
away the fact that his cell phone was not only out, but his dad was
listening.

"Where are you taking me mister," he yelled and the sudden voice surprised
the driver and he swerved from the sudden voice.

"How the fuck you get that gag off he asked as he tried to see Cameron in
the rearview mirror.

"Where the fuck are you taking me," he screamed out at he driver.

"The old scout camp on Lake Compound but then it'll be the last thing
you'll see boy.

When my master is done with your boy ass I get to strangle your life out of
you while master fucks me," he proudly said.

"Mark, he's taking the boy to that old boy scout camp out on route
sixty-seven." Troy radioed in to his captain.

"If you take me back to my house I'll please you better than your master
would have ever pleased you."

"What... and have master come looking for me, no fucking way," he told him
because he knew his master's wrath. "He'd kill me once he found me kid."

He thought for several minutes and then yelled back at Cameron...

"I'll tell you what kid, if you let me fuck you, I'll make sure your end is
quick... no torture," he told him.

He had been his master's first victim when he was just fourteen. His master
had coaxed him to his apartment under the rue of helping him move some
furniture. He had been tied and gagged for days to his master's bed so that
his master could use him whenever and however he wished.

"What's your name mister," Cameron asked hoping that Troy could hear it.

"Daryl Vanderbilt," the name flashed back in Troy's mind to the day he had
disappeared.

He had been a class mate of his and disappeared after swim practice one
night. He had never been seen again since. For that matter, he and Troy had
been good friends and now he was stealing his lover from him.

"Cameron, ask him if he remembers Troy Mathews," he shouted into the phone.

"Daryl do you remember Troy Mathews," Cameron asked and again, Daryl almost
drove off the road.

"Where did you get that name from?" he asked once he got his van under
control "He's my dad Daryl and weren't you his best bud in school?"

"We were tight, but master never told me that you was his son," Daryl said
as his mind went back to the days when he and Troy were good friends.

"Who is Master, Daryl," Cameron asked and Troy couldn't help marvel at how
calm he was.

He marveled at how he got information from Daryl that would help the police
to finally arrest them.

"Oh I cannot say his name kid.  He doesn't allow me to use any name but sir
or master for him. But he is meeting us there and you can ask him
yourself... that is if you dare."

Daryl chuckled at the thought of Cameron asking Master his name. Daryl had
done that shortly after he had been abducted and was thoroughly beaten to
the point that he almost died.

Troy knew exactly where Daryl was taking him and although he was topping
out at eighty-six miles per hour, Daryl still had a large head start on
him.

"Cameron I promise you that I will get there and save you," Troy shouted
into the mouth piece of his Bluetooth head set. "You do whatever they tell
you until I get there baby boy." Troy's tears were pressing for release in
his eyes.

*** Daryl turned onto the private road that led to the camp and he saw his
master's car in the driveway. He pulled to a stop beside the car and his
master got out of the car.

"You got the boy," he asked.

"In the back master," and he bowed to him as he walked around to the side
of the van.

Cameron shut the phone and worked it into his pocket so that he wouldn't
alert them.

"Well if it isn't Cameron Parker," the master said and the boy's face
showed his shock.

"How could you do this..." and he is struck across the face with such force
that it throws him backwards, hitting his head.  "Daryl get the boy out and
into the cabin," he ordered and Daryl grabbed the boy, dragging him from
the van.

"Keep your mouth shut and it'll be easier on you boy," he said carrying the
youth into his cabin.

Once in the cabin, Daryl tossed the boy unto the bed and began to untie
him.

"Tie the boy to the headboard Daryl. But first make the boy strip for me,"
he said looking at the hot teen lying on the bed.

"Yes master sir,"

"Why sir, what have I done to deserve this," Cameron asked and then pulled
his shirt off over his head.

As soon as his head emerged from the shirt, whack went the man's hand
across his face, knocking him to the floor.

"You are alive is what you have done and that is enough to know," and he
struck Cameron again, only harder.

Cameron continued to strip, and once done was tied to the bed, covering his
eyes also.

His thoughts turned to Troy and he silently prayed that his lover would
reach him in time.

"Will you know Troy how much I loved you once I have been taken from you?"
he thoughts asked as he lay there with his eyes closed.  "Will you know how
much your love for me made it possible to endure what I am about to go
through?"

Cameron could feel the man's breath on his body even before he felt his
presence. His thoughts ran wild until he felt the presence of his tormentor
getting on the bed. He forced Cameron's legs apart with his knees, and
Cameron knew that Daryl was standing there watching his master as he set
about to rape the young lad.

"Daryl please if you ever loved Troy don't let this happen," he cried out,
hoping to reach that inner man that once was a dear friend with Troy.

"Silence you impotent dog, you shall not speak or else I shall have you
gagged," the man said and struck him again across the face with such rage
that it came straight from the bowels of hell.

Cameron felt his legs lift into the air and another set of hands holding
them. He knew that Daryl was holding them while his master prepared to
enter his teen ass. He felt the pressure against his rosebud... the pain of
dry entry overwhelmed him.

"Oh God please stop... the pain is unbearable sir," he cried out as the
man's cock fully entered.

"Bare it you worthless slut and be thankful that your master deems you
worthy of his sperm," he whispered as tears flowed freely from his eyes.

He never waited for Cameron to relax or adjust but withdrew fully and then
thrusted in deep and sadistically, coursing pain throughout his
body. Cameron laid there in agony, as the man fucked him into
submission. His arms were above his head, secured tightly to the iron
headboard. Each thrust was more violent than the last, until Cameron's body
went numb to the pain. His young body thrashed about on the bed as his
rapist tormented him.

Whack! Whack! The pain was intense as he felt the man's hands as the struck
his young face.

"Hurry Troy please, I can't take anymore," he thoughts screamed as he
listened to his rapist's breathing.

It was increasing... it was rapid and he knew that the man was about to
climax. He felt repulsion at he gave thought to the fact that soon the
man's sperm would be deep within him.

"Rejoice sweet Cameron, for your master is about to seed you," he shouted
and followed it with an evil laugh.

His thrusts increased in speed and strength as his climax approached
rapidly. The man's eyes rolled back as he threw his head backwards and
thrusted in one last time.

"Aaaaaaaaagh fuck... take it boy," he screamed and Cameron felt each throb
and jerk of the man's cock as it filled his inner bowels.

With each thrust and shot, he struck the boy hard. Cameron could not take
it any longer and passed out.

The man was furious and he screamed at the boy to awaken. He viciously
struck him repeatedly, hoping to revive him.

"He has ruined master's climax," Daryl said, head bowed and eyes lowered.

"He shall not ruin it no longer slave... get your scarf," he ordered of
Daryl.

The man pulled out of Cameron, untied the youth and turned his body to
sideways on the bed. Cameron's legs were draped over the side when Daryl
returned with the scarf.

"It is now your turn faithful slave," he said and Daryl lifted Cameron's
legs unto his shoulders. He leaned forward and wrapped the red silk scarf
around Cameron's neck.

"Now enter the youth and wait," the man whispered as he stood behind Daryl.

Daryl shoved his cock fully into Cameron's tortured rosebud and waited for
his joy to happen. The man pushed Daryl forward, bending him down to the
teen. Daryl kissed Cameron tenderly as his master entered his ass with his
cock.

Daryl's eyes rolled back as he felt the fullness of his master's cock deep
in him. He let out a sigh as the man began to thrust hard and sadistically
into him. With each thrust he gave Daryl, Daryl would thrust deep into
Cameron. His mouth was locked unto Cameron's as his master fucked him.

"Prepare to seed the boy slave," he ordered of Daryl and shifted his cock
until it was rubbing Daryl's prostate. He felt his climax begin to boil
deep within him.

"God yes master, your humble slave is ready," Daryl shouted submissively
and his master felt his own climax rapidly approaching.

"Get ready to drain the boy of his life," he instructed Daryl as they both
felt the need to explode.  "Yes now slave... take his live from him," he
ordered and Daryl felt his cock explode deep within Cameron as his master
exploded within him. Daryl pulled on the scarf, and Cameron began to cough
from lack of air, his eyes suddenly opened, staring at Daryl. He spoke not
but voiced with his lips... `please don't'.

*** Troy was frantic as he sped down the highway, trying to reach Cameron
before the man he had called friend for years stole his lover from him. His
thoughts ran frantically through his mind as he drove down the highway.

"How could you do this to me, how could you end a boy's life when he had
just begun to live," he cried out in the silence.

Time seemed to stand still as he raced down the highway to the camp.

"Troy, the state police helicopter is airborne," Mark said over the radio.

"Do they have the co-ordinates for the camp sir," he asked as he slowed for
the road to the camp and he took the turn almost on two wheels.

"I have given it to them but the pilot remembers the camp from his scouting
years," Mark told him.

"I'm on the road now Mark, yes I see the helicopter in the distance sir."

Troy saw the rooftop of the cabin through the naked trees long before he
arrived. There was the car that he knew so well beside the van that had
abducted his Cameron. His rage was boiling as he pulled to a stop and
exited the car just as fast. With gun drawn, he ran towards the cabin.

He burst through the door, knocking it off his hinges as his adrenaline
empowered him.

"Cameron I'm here sweetheart," he screamed out, not caring who would hear
him as he froze to listen for sounds.

"End it slave... end it now," he heard his once friend command. "Take his
very life from him," he ordered and Troy ran towards the voices.

Troy ran down the long hallway and burst through the door so see his
Cameron on the bed...eyes closed and still.

"Nooooo you bastard," he shouted and several gun shots went off.

To be continued...


Sorry guys but the ski slope calls and this is as good as any to end this
chapter. Don't worry I will have the next done even before this is posted
but first I need to get my creative juices flowing. Again as before please
take a second and drop me a line as to how good or bad I am doing with this
story. It's your input that determines if I even write another chapter or
not. Your comments are welcomed at randyhoward2@yahoo.com

Thank you my faithful readers. I really appreciate the kind words that you
have given me over the last year. I hope that your new year is filled with
love and peace in your heart and that you find that special someone to
share it with. My joy and love I give to you my friends, Randy.