Date: Sat, 4 Sep 2010 17:12:36 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Lambda Psi 2

Lambda Psi
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)

A major character list for the opening chapters:

Samuel (Sam) Shulton or [Solon]
Dirk Furstein IV or [Apollo]
Joe or [Galenos]
[Asiopos]
[Drakon]
Bert Jenkins
Orval or [Kyros]
Turner or [Philon]
Russell (Rusty) Ashford or [Idouma]
Barbara, Sam's sister
Jenny, Sam's sister
Robert, Sam's nephew or [Arkadios]
Mat, Sam's nephew or [Hyginos]
Yancy or [Kastor} and Xander or [Polydukes], the Twins
[ ] = Ancient Greek Name


Two:  Getting Into The Job

It only took about two weeks for me to make some young friends at the
arcade.  I got very good at several of the games and having a pocket full
of money and willingness to spend it, helped.  In fact, it helped a lot.  I
identified two candidates the first week.  They were friends, cute as hell
and obviously from disadvantages homes.  I learned one was a foster child,
whose foster parents were more interested in the monthly check from social
services then anything else.  He was not being badly treated or anything,
just not truly accepted in the family.  His name is Orval, the other one,
Turner, is from a single parent family, mother only situation.

I started to throw the odd game, letting one of them win.  Then I would win
the next and bet them a coke or something and loose again, so I had to pay.
By the third week we were more or less sold.  I don't know if the
pheromones were helping or not but the boys kept coming back and even
looking for me and well us.

I thought I would up the anti a bit and bet them I could score higher then
their combined sore on one of the hardest pin-balls in the place.  They had
nothing to bet but Darkon jumped in saying, "I'll back you boys, $20 for
Sam if you loose but he buys you new runners, if he looses."  A deal they
could not refuse.

They both played hard and I concentrated on the machine to try and reduce
their scores.  I think I was successful but their combined was something
like 75,025 points, I forget the exact number.  My turn now, so I put
everything I had into it.  I concentrated on ball and made my hands work as
fast as they could.  I had spent my hours at the student union, I knew what
I was doing.  Now I imagined I had power I never knew I had.  Apollo later
told me I didn't but what the hell it worked.  I soured 74,235.  I did try
too.  I knew I couldn't win the bet and I didn't want to either.  I just
wanted to be credible.  I was, so I was satisfied, third highest score ever
on this machine.

They of course wanted the most expensive brand in the store, fortunately
they were on sale.  I made sure they had sales slips in the box and sent
them on their way.  The next afternoon I got a call from Turner's mother,
checking his story.  I assured her it was accurate.

I didn't even know how much money I was being paid so I asked Apollo.  I
was quite surprised at the annual remuneration from the Order and each of
the directorships paid as well.  With what I already had, a new car was not
long off.

A few days later one of the members came to see me.  He was Orval's social
worker, Bert Jenkins.  We talked about what I was up to.  I mentioned
Turner to him and he promised to look into his situation.  I was prepared
to just kiss the boys and suck them in but Apollo advised against it,
unless one or both showed some kind of romantic interest in me or the other
two.  They had not.  We were friends though and started moving out of the
arched to other activities.  Like swimming and basket ball.  We met a few
other boys that way but nothing seemed to click.  I was getting just a
little discouraged. The social worker Bert, called me to say he had another
boy who might be interested, if I was still looking.  I reminded him we are
looking for six so keep his eyes open. He would talk with the lad and bring
him over to talk with us, if he showed interest.

I was sitting back listening to some classical music, my preference is for
the Romantics, dressed as usual in some tight white briefs.  Apollo was
quick to point out he knew many of them, the composers, personally, even
claiming to have slept with a few.  I was unconvinced until he showed me
several letters.  His street name was Knut in those days.  I was also
reading some heavy philosophy, Immanuel Kant.  He had not known him, never
having visited Konigsberg.

"I could never get through his German text, to difficult but I have read
him in English translation.  Much better," Dirk commented.

Dirk answered the phone and told the caller okay.  I looked up and he just
smiled.  I knew a surprise was about to be sprung on me or better us.  He
was not about to enlighten me either.  I did figure out that if it was a
visitor, that visitor was male or he would had suggested we dress.
"Perhaps it is Bert," I thought.

Dirk answered the door bell, signaling I should just sit tight.  So I did,
struggling through another couple of paragraphs written in long,
convoluted, compound-complex sentences.  It was Bert but not accompanied by
a new boy but by Orval and Turner.  The boys both had duffle bags with
them.  Bert spoke to Dirk and was introduced to the boys.  Bert shuffled
out and the boys shuffled into my life and in a major way.

So that was the surprise but as it turned out, only part of it.  They were
completely shocked to see me sitting in the chair reading. Better put
having just put my book down.  They had no idea where I lived and obviously
Bert did not tell them I lived here.  Given my physical location in the
room, they could not see me but I could hear their voices, which I
recognized during the introductions.  They walked right past me as Dirk
said, just introduce yourselves to my roommate.

They passed my chair and I sang out good evening Orval,Turner.  The boys
wheeled around,

"Sam?"

"Yes me, welcome to our home."

"Ah, Mr. Jenkins didn't tell us you lived here," Turner said, as I rose and
they advanced to shake my hand.

"That's okay, Dirk didn't tell me who our visitors were going to be either.
I guess they though a little surprise was good for us."

We were all giggling as Dirk entered with a couple of Cokes for the boys.

"There is more Sam, the boys are crashing with us for a while," Dirk
informed.

Orval had asked Bert to move him as he was just not comfortable in his
foster home and Turner's mom is in the hospital, as of last night.

Dirk's day job is history writer and biographer.  We sat and talked a
while, getting to know each other on a different level.

"Mr. Jenkins told us this would be the fanciest foster home I had ever
seen.  You know he is right.  I can't believe this place," Orval said.

"The guest room is something else too, it has two double beds and two
desks, walk in closet and its own attached bathroom," Dirk said, "Sam would
you show the boys the way?  I will get a late night snack ready."

I did that.

Our place is really Apollo's place.  It has all his stuff in it.  I had
almost nothing when I came.  He has it furnished in fine leather, European
modern with a sprinkling of fine antiques.  Many fine and I might add
original paintings, book and so on.  It has state of the art electronics in
every room.  We share a large office, set up for his writing and my
business research and efforts.  Our LP offices are down stairs, behind the
sanctuary. That floor is connected by a spiral staircase, one accesses
through what looks like a closet door.  That door can only be opened by our
fingerprints on a touch pad. As are the doors to the sanctuary.

The living room is very large with a fireplace, several sofas and tables, a
massive entertainment center, lots of art. The dining room is quite
standard, except the furniture is antique and solid wood. The table will
seat 10 and can be expanded to 16.  The china, crystal, flatware, linens
and so on are all very old and very expensive.  I forgot, the rugs are all
Persian.  The guest room has two double beds, all hand carved sold wood,
with two equally elegant desks, bureaus, a smaller entertainment center.
Our bedroom has a huge king size bed and all the trappings.  It too is hand
made but very modern.

The kitchen is ultra modern, also very large, granite floors and counter
tops, new appliances, solid wood cupboards and so on. (Think early 1980's
when Sam uses the term modern.) The boys put their belongings away and I
showed them how to set the clock radios, where stuff was stored and where
the laundry hamper was kept.  Dirk had prepared a medium frozen pizza for
our snack.

"If you can't find what you need just ask, we probably have it. You can see
Sam and I are quite neat.  I am quite eclectic in my taste as you can also
see.  The art work is all real and original.  Most of the older stuff was
purchased new by my family. Let me see, you boys will want some games.  If
you need any cloths or sports equipment just get what you need from the
stores down stairs.  We have accounts at them.  Oh, the laundry is picked
up on Tuesday and returned on Friday.  The cleaning people come in on
Monday.  They have a habit of putting stuff away, where they think it
should be put, not where you do. Except for the tops of our desks of
course.  That they will not touch.  Do you have anything to add Sam," Dirk
said?

"Can you get lunch at school or do we need to pack it?"

"We can buy it at school, if we have the cash," Turner replied.

"Okay, I'll give you the money in the morning.  Is the school food good or
do you want to bring a lunch in the future, after we go shopping that is?"

"No, the food is okay at school, a hot lunch is $2.50 plus drink," Orval
added.

I put two fives on the table for the morning.  I told them we would go for
groceries right after school.  I could see something was bothering Turner.

"Do you have something on your mind Turner?"

He started to answer and just began crying instead.  Dirk swept him up in
his arms and carried him into the living room.  That is when it dawned on
me.  His mother.

"Maybe we need to visit the hospital before we go shopping," I said.  Orval
just nodded agreement.

"Are you and Dirk, you know, more then roommates." Orval asked.

"Yes, we are life partners and lovers."

"Well I was wondering, ah, you both have those little neck chains with
Greek letters on them, the same as Mr. Jenkins, the same as on the door
downstairs."

"Oh yes, we are all members of a fraternal order called the Lambda Pis. We
have meetings several nights a week but neither of us attends them all, of
course.  It is a highly secret society so I'm afraid I can't tell you much
about them."

Those medallions are the only sign or evidence of our membership visible in
the living quarters.  I got the feeling all was better with Turner, so
Orval and I went into the living room.

"We will go to the hospital right after school Turner, then we will see
about groceries.  If that is okay with you," I asked, he nodded agreement
and we all went to bed.

Apollo and I gave each other a whole lot of extra loving that night and for
a number of nights after.  It was that or start pressuring the boys.
Turner's mother was not doing well and he was slipping into a funk.  We all
understood but didn't know what to do about it.  Bert came several times to
help council him.  Aisopes and Darkon came when they could, it was exam
week.  I spoke to Orval, he was concerned about his friend.  Bert assured
me his candidate was almost ready.

Orval and Turner were reacting to us in a very positive way but this cloud
was hanging around.  They were both very conformable with just sitting
around in their undies.  They were reacting positively to all the little,
some big presents and gifts.  Yes, Apollo and I were trying to buy their
affection.  For Orval it was working.  One bright spot was both boys were
doing significantly better in school.

I had to act and soon.  Both Apollo and I were starting to get real
emotional feelings for these boys.  Given our culture and the atmosphere of
the LP gymnasium, that's the old Greek meaning of the word, I guess that
was inevitable.  We had to get them mentors or do it ourselves.  Most of
that understanding and communication was in our heads.  I think I am
getting the hang of this stuff.

I started to dig around in the library and reading some of the more obscure
magic stuff.  Apollo was not keen on most of it, feeling it didn't work
very well and was unreliable.  The pheromones seemed to be having an effect
but just not the one we wanted.  These two normally horny teens were even
more so now.  I realized the stuff only worked in two ways.  First for the
initial meetings, to gain a real interest or attraction and second in close
proximity.  Now they were living with us, you could see the increased
sexual tension.  They still had no interest in the LP's, except a bit of
curiosity. In one very obscure passage I found a nostrum that was supposed
to work by causing the subject to slip into a trance like state, willingly
receiving suggestions but only when being touched by the magician and in
the presence of lavender.

I mixed up the nostrum and combined it with the elixir the boys were given
each morning.  That elixir was not unlike many of the health food drinks so
popular today.  I did have several herbs added in very precise combination
and quantities.  I figured it would take a couple of days to work, if it
was to work.  Bert had arranged for Turner's mother to give me temporary
guardianship of him while she was in the hospital.  I asked him to get that
reworded, so if anything happened to her it would become permanent. Apollo
has been talking to Orval and reminding him he needed to be a special
friend to Turner.  Turner needed his unconditional support and
understanding.

Toward the end of the third week Turner took a real down turn in his
outlook.  His mom was not doing well at all.  She suffered another stroke
and could not even talk.  I had to act and act fast.

"Turner, I think I have an idea that might help with your emotional pain."

"If its another shrink I'm not interested," Turner responded.

"No man, not a professional just an armature, me.  How about I give you a
massage.  A nice relaxing massage?"

I placed my hands on his naked shoulders and gently kneaded the tight
muscles.

"Look how tight and tense you are.  What do you have to loose except the TV
time anyway," I said, while thinking "and your virginity, Drakon would fuck
that butt in a heart beat.  Me to but not until it has been stretched a
bit.

Turner lay on the table, he still had his briefs on.  Tight white, 3/4 seat
bikini style, that appeared to be painted on his smooth round globes.  My
cock was at full attention and my briefs could not contain it.  I know
Turner saw this but did not seem to react.  I put on some very quiet
relaxing music.  Set some incense burring.  The stuff was reported to
enhance sexual desire.  I had put several drops of lavender oil in the
normal massage oil container.  I began at his feet and slowly worked up his
legs, first one then the other.  Skipped his butt for now and moved to
lower back and shoulders.  As I moved around in front of him, my stiff cock
was fully out of its cover and dripping precome.  I had been talking to
Turner, most of the time giving him gentle suggestions to relax and just
let his mind drift off.  I suggested he should look at my cock and study
its conformation.  He did.  The light was dim but not to dim.

I said, "stick out your tongue."  He did.  "Lick the precome from my
penis."  He did and I could see him shudder and come alive.  I continued.
"You want me to pull off your briefs don't you."

"Yes."

I did and began working the muscles of his butt.  I made several more
suggestions about what he might want to do or have me do to him.  All were
accepted willingly.  I began licking his anus and poking my tongue in.
Trying to anyway.  He was oh so tight.

"You really like this don't you and want me to do more, correct?"

"Yes, yes," he said with enthusiasm.

I liked my fingers and inserted one then another.  Now he was writhing with
excitement.  My saliva was in his system and he was mine.  I added more
saliva and with each push of my fingers he grew more and more excited and
intense.

"Roll over, want me to suck your cock?"

"Oh god Sam of course I do," Okay I had him 98%.  It only took a few
seconds and he ejaculated.  I took every drop.

"God Sam that was, was unbelievable.  I mean masturbating is great but that
was a hundred times better.  Kiss me Sam.  Please kiss me."

"I will gladly do that and much, much more but do you realize your life
will never be the same again?"  I asked that with my hands not touching his
body.

"Yes Sam, I think I love you Sam, you just got to kiss me."

I did and his life was changed forever.

I knew once my saliva was in his body he was mine.  I wanted him to at
least believe it was his choice.  It was not.  He did not need to know
that.  He would know, from now on, I would control him in the most
fundamental way.  I had control of his sex drive and desire.  I had him by
the balls and his heart and mind would follow me.  I kissed him deeply and
long and hard.  I kissed him and he kissed me.  I fondled him and he
ejaculated again.  I licked up each drop.  I touched his butt with my hand.

"Tell Orval how nice this was and suggest he ask me to give him a massage."

Not taking my hand away I kissed him again pressing my tongue deep in his
mouth and delivering copious quantities of saliva.

"Darkon and Aisopos are in the kitchen.  Go in and tell them you want to be
fucked and you want to be fucked by them."

He kissed me again and went out.  I cleaned up and Orval came in.

"I don't know what you did to Turner but if that is the result of a massage
from you, I'm for it I think," Orval said.

"Oh ya and you will just love the results, that you can take to the bank."

After the same general treatment I sent him in to join the others.  I want
him and Turner to become lovers, at lest fuck brothers and quickly.  Darkon
and Aisopos will teach them all they need to know.  In a few days they will
be begging to become inducted into the order and Apollo and I will fuck
them.  Their lives will be changed forever.  For the better?  Who is to
know for sure.

In a few days, after the weekend in bed with Darkon and Aisopos, they were
begging to become members, they were also begging to be fucked by us.  Our
extreme size did not matter.  I think that has more to do with the frequent
kisses we all shared.  I was correct in one thing.  Turner was handling his
mother's situation much better.  He did not like it in the least but at
least he had rid himself of the undeserved guilt trip he had been putting
himself on. Apollo ordered some very sexy undies for the boys.  I noticed
they were sleeping in only one of the beds and more often then not, that
was ours, now that we were letting them fuck us.

Bert was not surprised that they had been recruited.  He now had a second
boy on the string.  The first one he found would join with our two and the
young son of a member, in a large ceremony.  It seemed that every member
showed up for this, as the sanctuary was fuller then I had ever seen it.
Apollo told me it is always fullest for unattached new boys.  The men all
want to see the young ones, many have an affinity for fucking boys and that
it goes to the foundation of our order, that is what the ancients were most
about.  The old Greeks believed it was the job of every citizen to mentor
and teach the youth good citizenship. To properly educate them and so on.
That was true.  The male to male sex in those times was focused on that.
The idea was more or less the best education and citizenship training came
through love and the best way to do that was to fuck the boys as often as
they were able.

It went way beyond this of course.  They believed that male/female sex was
primarily to procreate and every citizen had a duty to do that.  Marriages
were arranged and love may or may not result but no matter, it was of a
lesser ideal then the male to male bond.  This had a very practical side
to.  Since the boys and girls were kept separated until marriage, the only
practical way to keep the boys under control was to keep them sexually
satisfied.

In our modern time that has changed a bit, quite a bit.  I wondered how
those members with families managed to function and keep a lid on this
stuff.  I also wondered, how the sons, so easily, were released to our
company by their mothers.  I found out about a week after this ceremony.

Immediately after we filled the boys with our ejaculate we paused for
refreshments and to let the members get to know the new boys.  I noticed
that those men who already were mentoring boys spent little time with them.
Not a good idea to give your boy a reason to be jealous.  The unattached in
the age range 25 to 40 or so were the most interested.  I could understand
that.  After the social time, couples drifted off for recreation and we
held our fist formal meeting with the new boys.  They would all need to get
accustomed to their new names and for our two, ours and Bert's Greek names
and when to use them.

Apollo told them that available men in the group would court them.  They
would probably be invited on dates and surely be given presents.  He
advised that the other two, take some time to evaluate which mentor he
chooses.  They did not need to even choose a specific mentor if they choose
not. It was wise to seek the advice and council of the other boys as they
have experience in this.

He turned to Kyros (Orval) and Philon (Turner) saying, "you two are spoken
for, as you know and already have mentors assigned."

He explained what the significance of our anal deposits were as well as the
power of our kisses.  He reminded the other two boys that over the next few
months they would lay again with the priests.

I explained what our role in the organization was and their relationship to
the priest.  Being boys and not men, they needed our power as a balance to
the power of the men.  They should seek our council in any and all matters.

Apollo added, "in my experience the boy can get what ever he wants from his
man by asking and sometimes wiggling his ass a bit.  That is power too but
it does come with a price.  Use care in this.  I know of no feeling or
greater emotion then sharing the love between a boy and his mentor.  It is
the true gift from the gods."

We took our boys into our office for a little more chat.  I was not sure
what Apollo was going to say.

"When in this sanctuary we will use our Greek names.  When in our apartment
we are normal people and use our street names.  This fraternity is never
spoken about outside the sanctuary with the general exceptions you already
know about.  You two are our boys.  Make no mistake about that.  We will
mentor you together.  That does not mean you are unable to interact with
the other members.  It would be unfair for you to accept presents or even
dates with them.  Unlike all other members here, neither of you had a
choice in this.  Given the magical power of the priesthood it can be no
other way.

I know you are not quite sure about the meaning of all this.  It will be
explained over time as we think you are ready.  Suffice it to say you were
seduced by us.  You know Solon and I are lovers and life partners.  We both
love you as our sons and we will always love you. You two are and were
friends.  That is why we have helped you to become lovers.  For the time
you spend with us together you will be brothers and lovers.

Like all children you will mature and go on your own way.  That way may be
together or you may have separate families.  We can make you into lovers,
ours and each others but we can not make you into men who love only men.
All humans have the capacity to love all others.  Some do, some do not.
While Solon and I may father children we are not permitted to raise them.
Solon did not, until even now know this but we are expected to do just
that.

As a priest we are required to fuck many others both males and females.
That does not diminish our love for each other or for you.  Our love for
each other is real and building.  We had, because of our magical powers, no
choice in this but it is at least pleasurable and genuine.  In our lover
for you we do have a choice but once made we can not go back on it.  You
were given no choice in becoming our sons and as I said, each others
lovers.  You do have a choice in devotion to us and each other.  Our magic
is powerful but not absolute."

We showed them the staircase to the second floor and programed their finger
prints into the touch pad.  Stepped through the door and became almost
normal people again.  Over the next several weeks we fucked the boys many
times.  Each time strengthening their commitment to the order, to being the
sons of LP priests and to loving each other.  We knew we were successful
when we overheard the boys telling each other neither could live without
his cock up his ass or his kisses on his lips.

It was a month later when I found out just how the women of our men became
accepting of our fraternity and order.  One of the members came to me
asking that one of us prepare his daughter for marriage.  He had arranged
with a member in another city for the marriage.  I had no idea what this
was to be about.  I picked up Apollo's though and realized the father was
asking that she be given a good dose of our sperm and some instructions.
Short of fucking the girl I had no idea.

The father said his future son in law had been his boy.  The children, he
called them, knew each other well. "She is far from a virgin," he said.
Okay, I take it the young man just needed the materials, delivery was up to
him.  Apollo did not like that idea and kissing the man deeply convinced
him that I should make that delivery personally.  He arranged a time the
place, that man's house.

Apollo mixed up a special elixir for me, which I took in very large amounts
over the next couple of days. I knew my saliva and ejaculate would be very
powerful.  So powerful that one kiss and she would immediately swoon into
my arms.  I was to make a vaginal delivery.  Depending on the time of the
month, she may even be pregnant at the time of the wedding.  I arrived and
talked with her father and brother.  They introduced us and made some
excuse to leave the room.  I chatted a bit longer and soon had her in the
bedroom making my delivery.  She swooned just as expected.  By the time I
got her panties off she had her first orgasm and by the time I delivered
her third.  I kissed her longer and played with her body and her mine.
Apollo had told me what to say to her.  The potency was so great that I was
able to convince her the fucking and kissing was only a dream but the
admonitions were real and part of a true spiritual experience.  I wished
her and her husband a long and happy marriage with many children, boys to
be LP members. That every time she made love to her husband, I hoped she
would feel as wonderful and satisfied as she did at that moment.

The brother had wanted me to convince her to have sex with him but that I
would not do.  I told him I did not have that power and wished him luck in
his attempt. He was always welcome to visit the sanctuary from some
priestly pleasure, should the need arise.  I left the home shortly before
the mother and a younger sister were due to return.

Apollo and I try not to show favoritism to either Orval or Turner.  I am
slightly partial to Turner but can not place a reason for this.  It is
always good to fuck or be fucked by either one of them and we do this as
often as possible.  I am starting to communicate by thoughts with Apollo
more often and more fully.

We were still three or four boys short and Orval and Turner were now on the
lookout for candidates.  Turner's mother has been in an extended care
facility for months now.  She does not seem to get better, in spite of the
physiotherapy but she is not getting worst either.

I found that if I kiss either boy strongly first, they are able to take my
entire length into their throats.  I taught this to them, by having them
tilt their heads full back and open their throat muscles, with the help of
my fingers gently relaxing the muscles.  I must position myself to allow my
erection to act like the sward of the sward swallower, so it goes straight
down.  I was beginning to think the boys could just live here for ever.

Apollo read that thought and though his own reminded me, we will not grow
old, they will.  I must remember not to use my powers except when
necessary.  It is hard not to place your hand on your boy's ass before you
make a request.  Between our nutrition, attention and attention to sports
the boys are growing and growing fast.  Putting on muscle and definition.
I think some additional cock length too.  I must say I'm looking forward to
the summer, since school interrupts the fun times.

The boys started to bring a friend around that I had not met before.  He
has red hair and freckles.  He is shorter and slimmer then they are.  Name
is Russell, they call him Rusty.  He was a little on the shy side and I
think was having trouble sorting us out.  I liked the kid right off but I
did not know him at all and was not sure why.  Over the course of the next
two weeks Rusty started asking questions about the LP's.  Apollo explained
what he could.  I found the kid most appealing not just sexually but
intellectually.  I know Apollo like him too.  He would often ask us
questions about history or business.  Either he was interested or a good
politician.

One afternoon the three of them came to me on the patio.  Rusty wanted to
join up.  I pressed for some additional family information.  His step
mother worked afternoon/evening shift and his dad was a long distance
trucker, on a three out, two in schedule.  He had older step sisters.  I
asked him all the hard questions for teenagers to answer and he did better
then I thought he would.  When I asked him if he and my boys were fooling
around sexually he turned bright red and I smiled.

"I see, then you are not opposed to sharing that with other LP members?"

"No Sam, I'm prepared to share.  I learned from them sharing is way better
then being alone," Rusty replied.

"You realize that once in the LP's, being a highly secret society, you
can't just get out. I mean you can't be forced to attend meetings and stuff
like that but can't resign either.  You know we must protect our secrets
and the other members."

"Yes sir, they told me that.  They also told me boys are treated special
and that most of the men they knew started out as boys.  I think that means
something," Rusty replied.

"Now the big one Rusty.  This is the hardest one for a boy to understand.
Once you go in the door your life will never be the same.  A person's life
is always changing anyway.  But the Lesksh Pallos may be a bigger change
then you think.  It is a lot more then just sharing sex.  When you are an
adult you will also be expected to take on adult responsibilities.  Are you
ready for a change?"

"Yes I am ready.  I have known Orval for over a year and Turner since grade
one. The change in them has been awesome. Yes, I'm ready."

"Ok, let me see. How about next Wednesday night?"

"Oh ya, that's great."

"I should at least get your dad to sign a permission slip, since your not
18 yet."  He giggled.

"Do you think that will be a problem."

"No, I don't think so, just tell him it's like the scouts."  Russ said.

We went into the office and I wrote down all his data, full name address,
parents names, phone number, stuff like that.  Dirk just sat at his desk
and listened.

"You still haven't figured out what it is about that kid, have you," he
said.

"No, I don't know, it's not a bad feeling or good either, it's just a
feeling, like I should know him or something and I don't know."

"Solon," he never uses that in our apartment, "he is one of us."

"OH!  Now I get it.  Of course he is like I was before, just not tuned in.
Is that a problem?"

"No lover, not a problem just something you and I need to be careful with.
He needs to be about 22 or 23 before we induct him as a priest.  Maybe even
a few years older.  When you go and see the father check him out, if the
boy is one of us, a good chance his father will be too.  You can perhaps
use that to our advantage."