Date: Sun, 27 Mar 2005 17:14:48 -0800 (PST)
From: T Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nature Walk 14

The following story is a work of fiction set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature, and is not meant to
accurately reflect persons in towns, cities, or
governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If
sexual scenes involving male to male relationships
offends you, then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in
most states and countries, you are not allowed to read
this by law. This is fiction. Don't forget, in real
life, to think about 'sexual safety matters'.


"Nature Walk" 14 (M/t oral pool party)
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

"Mr. Clark, coffee?"

"No thanks."

"Have a seat, please."

Dr. Gary Roberts, the thirty-six year old resident
psychiatrist at West Richland Memorial Hospital, sat
behind the brown mahogany desk. After taking a quick
sip of java, he proceeded.

"I take it you are aquatined with Dr. della Croix."

"Yes, Jacq is our neighbor."

"Mr. Clark,"

"Steve."

"Yes, Steve, I'm not going to patronize you, but I do
need to know some facts before proceeding."

"Anything I can do to help my son. I love Sean. I'll
do anything to help him."

"Ahem! Very well. Steve, have you ever lifted your
hand against your son?"

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

Barry says, "Calm down Steve," taking his arm and
getting him to park his butt in the chair.

"I'm just trying to assemble the facts here, Steve."

"What are trying to get at Dr. Roberts?"

"Please call me Gary."

"Listen, just tell me what's wrong with Sean instead
of beating around the bush here, Roberts!"

"Steve," Barry rubbed his forearm, not caring if
either of the two caught on to their relationship.

"Steve, Sean is showing some trauma over things that
may have occured in his past."

"What do you mean?"

"Steve, did you know that Sean is into bdsm?"

"Into what?"

"Bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism. Bdsm is
the abbreviation."

"I've heard of it. No, I didn't know. What do you know
of it, doctor?"

Jacq got a little clammy, but he knew the facts needed
to be presented.

"Steve," Jacq began to say, "Sean was at my place when
he started to freak out."

"Your place, Jacq? But I thought he had been with
Ken?"

When the facts presented itself, with what Jacq had
done to Sean, Barry and Dr. Roberts wound up peeling
Steve off of Jacq, keeping him for beating him to
death. When hospital security reported, Dr. Roberts
asked them to take out Jacq, to get him some medical
attention, especially for the nosebleed, but to leave
the three in his chambers.

"I don't get it, doc!"

Steve, visibly upset, nearly cried out his grief. Dr.
Roberts went on to explain that it had been consentual
play, not Sean's first time at it, in fact and that he
had practiced bdsm on several occasions, with other
men. Not praising Jacq della Croix, but seeing it in
Sean's favor that they actually did have this play,
made Steve see that it had been something beneficial.

"So you're saying that if Sean hadn't been exposed to
this bdsm stuff, this might have gone on for years?"

"Or the rest of his life."

"Oh fuck! How come I didn't see it?"

Barry got closer to Steve, putting his arm around him.

"Um, do you mind entertaining a question?"

"What?" Steve's asked just as bluntly.

"Are you two a couple?"

Barry entertained the question alright. For about five
seconds, then reported, "We're a couple, yes."

That detracted Steve's attention from the matters at
hand. He didn't show it now, but would remember to
discuss this at length with Barry later.

Dr. Roberts did not go into matters now, suggesting
that both Steve and Sean do some followup business.
The three rose from their chairs and approached the
door. As soon as it opened, a police officer
approached Steve.

"Mr. Clark, do you mind coming down to the station and
answering some questions?"

"Questions about what, Mike?" Steve replies to the
thirty-seven year old police officer, whom he already
stood aquainted.

"Steve, please don't make me have to cuff you."
Officer Green replies.

"Cuff me? For what?"

Dr. Roberts stepped in, "Mike, I think we can dispense
with the police brutality?"

The officer smiles at Dr. Roberts and then walks away,
saying, "I'll meet you at the door of the station."

%

"Jade, when are we gonna see my dad?"

Jade took on the younger two while Kade entertained
the four older boys.

"Well, I'm sure they want to get things squared away
at the hospital with your brother, Aidan and then they
will be by to pick you up."

"Jade?" Philip asks, "Are you going to be our cook?"

"Why? You didn't like the breakfast Philip?"

"It was scrupdillyicious, Jade!"

Jade smiled at Philip, giving the ten year old a hug,
as she sat in between the two at the stools, making up
the kitchen island.

"Well, then I will have to put that at the top of the
list of your favorites menu. I will also be at your
home from when you come home from school, so what is
your favorite after school snack?"

"Oreos," Aidan says.

"Yeah, Oreo's are my favorite too!" Philip replies,
too.

"Not everyday, though, boys."

"Why not, Jade?"

"Growing boys need nourishment."

"Like what Jade?"

The two boys grilled her on every idea that popped out
of her head. Some they cast out strongly others they
took a liking to or agreed to try her snacks.

"I never had frozen grapes before, Jade."

"You will like them. They are the purple ones and in
the summer time they will help quench your thirst."

Just then Kade walks in, drenched from head to toe.

"Well what happened to you, Love?" Jade, used their
surname often to describe her passion for Kade.

"They cornered me, Jade and the brutes hurled me right
in the pool!"

"I better go play lifeguard!" Jade conceeded, stealing
away from the two little ones.

"How about a dip boys?"

"Sure. But we don't have any swimsuits."

"How about underwear?"

Aidan and Philip said yes to that, but more than
paying attention to the swimsuit issue, they took in
Kade peeling his wet shirt off.

"Kade?"

"Yes, Philip?"

"What are you?"

"What am I?"

"I mean you have really dark skin."

"No darker than a boy like you with a suntan. However,
to answer your question, Jade and I are from the
Canary Islands."

Philip then asks, "How come your nips are real dark?"

"My nips? Oh, you mean nipples?"  Kade wondered why
such an unusual question. But knew boys of Philip and
Aidan's ages, they stood to be inquirers of knowledge.

"Well, it's because of how we're put together. Being
that I am from a warmer climate, my skin, as well as
other features are darker. If you lived in a climate
where the sun shined everyday and you were exposed to
that sun daily, you may have darker skin too."

"Like getting a tan in the summer and then it wears
off in the winter?"

"Yes, Philip, except mine will never wear off."

Philip had another question when Kade slipped his
pants off to throw into the drier, but Jade approached
in the nick of time. Philip would have to save his
crotch question til another time.

"A little wet Jade?"

"Oh, don't worry, I got even!" She said, holding up a
fist, acknowledge the force of revenge.

As Jade walked up the stairs to change, Tom, Denis,
Eric and Mark appeared, dripping wet.

Kade laughed, then said to them, "Okay, c'mon. Over
here and the clothes go in the drier."

The four boys began stripping down.

"Aidan and Philip?"

"Yes, Kade?"

"In that closet over there is a mop. Would you mind
getting it, please?"

All six boys watched as Kade mopped up the floor, his
cock and balls swinging around the bed of dark haired
pubes, as he postioned the mope here and there. Philip
liked how the strip of hair down Kade's stomach bent
in wiggly directions as his hips moved. It's the first
time he took notice that the strip of hair, seeming
growing out of his bellybutton,  thicker too, before
joining the tuft of hair around his cock.

Jade came downstairs in a smart, red bathing suit.
Four naked boys ran and hid in the utility room.

After they heard a far off splash in the pool, they
came out.

"Is she gone?" Tom asked.

Kade laughed and said that Jade knew what boys looked
like and that they could wear their briefs in the
pool. The Clark boys didn't seem as reluctant as the
Barr boys, except Phillip who followed Aidan out,
right away to the pool. By the time the other four,
with Kade trailing came by, they watched as Jade
carried Philip on her shoulders.

"Hey guys, somebody get Aidan on your shoulders for a
chicken fight!" She encouraged them.

The four dove in, pairing off. Tom, even though he
were a little pudgy, sat on Denis' shoulders, as Eric,
the younger sat on Mark's. Kade followed up, carrying
Adian on his shoulders. In a little while, Philip lost
his sense of baring all, seeing Kade in the raw and
took the initiative to follow. His little
tightey-whities wound up on the edge of the poor.
Aidan followed, then the Clark boys. Tom and Mark
reluctantly shed theirs. Jade threatened to take hers
off several times, making the boys shout in protest.
They found Jade to be quite the trickster!

%

Steve wasn't out to give anybody a hassle. He gladly
went down to the police station, but with Barry
driving his car and he as the passenger. Dr. Roberts
went with them.

Barry began defending Steve, to the hilt.

"And how do you know that this Seb character is the
suspect, Barry?"

"Because Steve has told me and from the bottom of my
heart, I totally believe him."

"Well, if it's the truth..."

"Are you fuckin' calling me a liar, Dr. Roberts?"

Steve wound up calming Barry down from putting his
head through the roof of the car.

"Steve, what do you know of Seb's treatment of Sean?"

"Only what Sean told me himself, plus when I found
Seb's cock deep into Sean's gut that fated day."

"I have a question, Dr. Roberts."

"Yes, Barry?"

Barry has not only been accused, in his day, of
resembling a pudgy Dylan McDermott, but now resembled
the manner in which his TV character sought out
information.

"Has Sean mentioned anything about 'which' dad, during
his hallucinations?"

"You mean the recalling of facts?"

"Yeah, whatever mumbojumbo word you use."

"No. The recollections are of being whipped, beaten,
his privates being handled... Sean didn't mention 'a'
dad."

At the mention of that, Steve put his face in his
hands and cried out, "I knew I shoulda killed the
son-of-a-bitch!"

Dr. Roberts replied, touching Steve's shoulder, "And
where would that have gotten you Steve? Prison? Your
boys taken away from you?"

An even more grim prospect crossed his mind. Living
life without his sons?

"Barry whatever happens, I want you to take care of
the boys."

"Nothing is going to happen, Steve. But you can depend
on me 100%."

Steve rubbed Barry's arm while he drove, pulling into
the police station clu-de-sac.

"I'll find a parking place while you two go in,
Steve."

"No," Dr. Roberts replies, "Barry, you go with Steve.
I'll park."

"Doc, why are you taking such an interest in this?"

"Because you are decent men. I admire you deeply Steve
and Barry, Steve is going to need a strong man by his
side. Let's just say that I've been there - done
that."

Barry and Steve headed towards the small, L-shaped
police station.

"Barry, promise me you'll take care of my boys, if..."

"Steve, I do promise, but nothing's going to happen."

%

"You're so lucky Aidan."

"I know. I think Kade felt my cock getting hard on his
neck."

"Mine didn't do anything, but it was kind of cool
seeing Kade's cock and balls in the water."

"What did you think of Kade's hair looking like
pollywogs swimming in the water, Philip?"

"Real cool, Aidan."

"You know what Philip?"

"What Aidan?"

"When Kade took me off his shoulders, my back scraped
down his chest and I felt his crotch when my leg
touched it."

"Oh wow! You're such a lucky guy Aidan!"

"Comparing notes, guys?"

"Hi Denis. Hi Tom."

"Jade says it's time for some lunch."

"Already? We just had breakfast, Denis."

"It's almost eleven. That was three hours ago when we
ate."

"That long ago?"

"Yeah, Philip, time flies when we're having fun!"

So, the two got up from the pool and headed into the
kitchen. All the guys were dressed, so they made fun
of the ten and eleven year old's peeshooters. They
hightailed it real quick into the laundry room. Kade
followed, to help find their dry clothing.

"Kade?"

"Yes, Philip?"

Philip almost popped a question about Kade's cock, but
diverted to, "I just want to make sure my clothes are
dry."

"They are and I'll be out in the kitchen if you are
missing anything."

"What were you going to ask him, Philip?"

"Geesh, Aidan. I almost slipped to ask him if his cock
were big in the water."

"I think it was. It looked big, didn't it?"

"Yeah, but it was bouncy too. I wonder if Kade's cock
gets any bigger than that?"

"I don't know. Maybe if we keep coming over here to
swim that someday we'll see if it gets bigger."

"Good idea, Philip!"

"Know what would be real cool, Aidan?"

"What Philip?"

"If when we get in high school we get Kade for our
teacher!"

"Just think, Philip. Then we can look at him for the
whole class."

"Yeah, cool!"

"Oh no, I just thought of something."

"What's that Aidan?"

"If we're paying too much attention to Kade then we
might fail!"

"Good thinking, Aidan."

%

"At least they could've done is fingerprinted ya,
Steve."

"Thanks Barry. I'll remember that!"

"I'm sorry they brought you down here for nothing
Steve."

"Oh, I'm not, Dr. Roberts."

"Gary."

"Um, do you think you can really help my Sean, Gary?"

"With time, yes."

"I mean, will Sean be able to get over this bdsm
stuff?"

"That's tough to say, Sean. It's not something really
evil, if that's what you think."

"I guess I'm adverse to the thought of it."

"And of a thirty-two year old playing with a nineteen
year old, Steve?"

"Okay, so maybe I was a little rough on Jacq."

"Steve, I think if it were my son, I would have jumped
to conclusions, too."

Barry asks, driving the two back home, "Do you think
an apology would be in order, Steve?"

"Oh, definitely. Hell, I'd even throw in a barbecue,
if it mattered."

"That might help. I mean, in every psych book, it
lists that they best way to make up with an enemy is
through a barbecue!"

The three laugh out loud.

"What would make the apology even more sweet is to
invite your favorite psychiatrist."

"I wonder whom that would be, Steve?" Barry questions,
thinking of Dr. Roberts.

"I don't know Barry. We'll have to think about it."

"I can make the best potato salad this side of the
Rockies!"

After the big hint, plus the suggestion of a mouth
watering delight, Steve asks, "How about next Saturday
around one, Gary?"

"You're on, guys," Gary replies, leaning forward to
give Steve a high five gesture, but low enough not to
hit the car ceiling.

%

"Sean, are you okay?" Ken asks, as they ride back to
the Bridges' residence.

"I guess you hate me, Ken."

"How can you say that, Sean. That's the reason I came
seeking you, dah!"

"I figured maybe you didn't want me after going with
Jacq back to his place."

Chad nudged Matty, listening to the two, knowing they
sooner than later would be making up. Two guys passing
back and forth the bs.

"Hey, Matty, lend me your cell?"

"Sure, Ken."

They always hated it when Miguel and Juan chatted back
and forth in Spanish, their native tongue, unable to
fathom what their conversation entailed. Now Chad and
Matty couldn't understand what in the hell Ken'ichi
spoke in his Asian native tongue, as he spoke
apparently to one of his parents on the phone. Most
likely Sean would find out.

"There, almost all is set," Ken announced, his fingers
making one more trip around the keypad of Matty's cell
phone.

"What'd he say?" Sean asked Ken, knowing he talked to
Sean's dad.

"Wait a sec, Sean." Once again Ken dialed, picked up,
talked up in the Asian dialect, then hungup.

They pulled up to the Clark residence. Sitting there
in Matty's SUV, Ken asked for him to let up on the
doorlock.

"Soon."

"Matty, can't you see that Sean wants to get home?"

"Not until you explain your plans."

"Oh, you're so fuckin' nosy, you know that Matty
Bridges?"

"I know. So, Ken?"

Chad grinned.

"Tell him, Ken," Sean almost begged, "Or I'll never
get a good night's sleep."

Ken says to Sean, "Who says I'm going to let you
sleep?"

The boys roared with laughter.

"So, Ken?"

"Hey, it's no big deal, okay? So I called my folks and
asked if Sean could move in with me temporarily."

Sean says, "And when he called my place, dad said 'no
way Jose'."

"Yeah, so Sean's dad said for me to come stay with
Sean for awhile if I wanted to.... hang with him."

"Okay, that does it for me!"

After Matty's hand made contact with the lock, Ken
kids, "Of course I just made the whole story up,
dude!"

After smacking Matty in the back of the head, Ken
takes off outta the car, Matty enroute.

Chad turns to the back seat and says, "Looks like
things are going to get back to normal, what do you
think, Sean?"

Leaning forward, Sean takes Chad's hand and says, "I
didn't know a good guy when I had him, but I know he
got the best," Sean refers to Matty, making Chad
smile.

Waiting til he got out of the car, Chad walked around,
opened Sean's side to help him out... into his arms.

"Well, well, well... look what's happened while we're
away, Ken!"

"You don't look like you're suffering any Matty!"

The two make comments on how Ken ferried Matty's bod
on his back, back to where Sean and Chad held each
other.

"Not after Ken offered the ride."

"Hmm... are you going to give me a ride later, too
Ken?"

"Figured you might not be up to it, Sean, so I offered
Matty."

Sean says, "I think you might just get a song and a
dance from Chad on that one, Ken."

"I'll skip the song, but I might do a two step on your
ass, Ken!"

The cutting up continued, as the three helped Sean
into the house, totally under protest.

"Dad, I'm sorry," Sean said, taking his dad into his
arms.

"Sean, we're going to work this out."

"I know dad."

Barry stood in the wings, as did Matty, Chad and Ken.

Chad asks, "Where's all the little faggots?"

That brought the house down, causing all parties a
jolt of comic relief.

After reporting that the 'little faggots' are at Kade
and Jade's domain, Chad asks, "Oh man, dad. Weren't we
all supposed to go to Kade and Jade's for lunch?"

"Yes, but I'm sure if Sean is up to it."

"I'll be fine. I might need some guy to wait on me
hand and foot."

Sean's inference drew all eyes to Ken.

"Ken, you don't mind putting up with Sean, do you?"

"No Mr. Clark, not at all... well, maybe a little
bit."

They invited the boys in out of the early afternoon
air. The older boys raided the refrigerator, taking
cokes instead of beer on account of the meds they fed
Sean at the hospital.

As Barry and Steve readied themselves, a knock came at
the bedroom door.

"Come in, son."

"Dad, I want you to know I'm sorry I didn't tell you
about the bdsm."

"Um, I'll wait downstairs," Barry offered.

"No, please stay Barry?"

"Why sure Sean."

"It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure this
out, not that I claim to be as smart as one, all
things considering, but I can see that you and my dad
seem more than close friends."

"Oh? How does that go, Sean?"

"Dad, as you say to us kids when we're trying to put
it over on you, 'don't play dumb'."

Steve smiles, embracing Sean.

"Most likely your the last to know Sean, that well..."

Barry takes the helm, "What your dad's trying to say
is that he and I are shackin' up!"

"Alright, dad!"  Sean ribtickles his father,
congratulating him.

"Don't I get get something out of this?"

"Sure, 'second dad'," Sean says as he breaks from his
dad and gives Barry a hug. "Hmm, at least you have
something to hug there, Barry."

"Hmm, was Sean this much trouble growing up, Steve?"

"Oh no. A whole bunch more!"

Three faces show at the door.

"Um, we're all wondering when we're going to get to
dunk Sean in the pool?" Matty asks.

"Hey, I don't want any rough housin'..."

"Yes, father," the three say.

"Sean just got outta the hospital..."

"Okay dad," their patronizing continues.

Steve tosses his polo shirt on over his head as the
boys and dads head down the circular stairway. Sean
fakes tripping, falling onto Chad's shoulders.

"Aren't you supposed to be in a wheel chair, Sean?"

"Yeah, supposedly!"

%

"Jade, when are we going to see Sean?"

"They left the hospital awhile ago and then they had
to go to your father's house. It might be..."

A noise of vocal tongue-thrashing persisted at the
front door.

"It's Sean!"

Philip and Aidan hightailed it out of the kitchen.

"Oops! Sorry, Jade!"

"Not a problem. Leave it to me."

Jade loved playing 'mommy' to Aidan and Philip. Even
wiping up spilled milk. Of course when it spilled into
the package or Oreo's she had to eat the wet ones!

"Jade, look who's here! It's my big brother Sean!"

Aidan, full of excitement, couldn't say enough about
his big brother's return. That is until he and Philip
became reunited with their Oreo's and milk.

"Hey, where's mine?"

"You're too grown up for Oreo's Sean!"

"Am not!"

"Hey, take Philip's!"

"He's your brother, Aidan."

It's Matty who got the devil in his thoughts and went
for the whole package. Like a receiver, he picked up
the Oreo's like catching a football and hightailed it
out of the kitchen, the two little ones in tow. Sean,
Ken and Chad followed with the excuse to Jade that
they would help so that the cookies wouldn't wind up
all over the house. She appreciated it.

"Jade, thanks for taking the boys," Steve
acknowledged.

Barry gave her the same thoughts of appreciation.

"I'm thankful, as well as you must be, that Sean is
feeling well."

"Yes and I hope Aidan wasn't a problem."

"Nor my Philip."

"They are two little angels. I enjoy being with them
very much. In fact, I can't wait to begin my position
at your home Mr. Barr."

"Um, I think there's going to be a change of plans,
Jade."

"Oh?" Her face turned from a smiling of wonderment to
a three hundred and sixty degree turn downwards.

"What's the matter, honey?" Kade asked, putting his
arm around his wife's shoulder and picking up a
quarter crumb of an Oreo cookie, taking it into his
palate.

"Mr. Barr has changed his mind about me."

"Ooooh, don't get me wrong, Jade, it's not about you."

"Now I'm terribly confused," Jade replied.

Kade asks, "Anybody for a pina colada or other drink?"

Little chatter comes in the doorway.

"Jade, look what happened to us!" Philip balks out
loudly.

"Oh my, what have you two gotten into?"

"The boys jumped in the pool and splashed us with
water," Aidan proceeds to fill them in.

"Yeah, then Matty tossed the wet package of Oreo's to
me and they... look what it did to my clothes!"

"Here, take them off right now and I'll put them in
the wash."

Barry and Steve were amazed at their sons showing no
sense of privacy, stripping down to their little
weiners and handing Jade their clothing.

Steve starts giggling, "No shame, no gain, huh Barry?"

"We don't care if we're nakee in front of Jade, dad."

"Oh? And why's that Aidan?"

"Dads," Philip continues, "Kade let us be nakee in the
pool."

"Kade did, did he?"

"Somebody mention my name?" Kade appears with a tray
of four drinks, the little umbrellas of different
pastel shades popping out.

"Yeah, Kade. We were telling our dads how you let us
go nakee in the pool."

Kade turned a shade of the deep red umbrella.

Barry comments, "Well, at least you match your drink,
Kade!"

"Ahem! That's Steve's," Kade replies, pertaining to
the red umbrella.

"Kade, can we have drinks with the umbrellas?"

So, flopping their wares out of the kitchen, towards
the den, the little urchins follow Kade, to the bar.

"Where are the boys?"

"Kade took them in for the 'umbrella special'," Steve
reports to Jade.

Barry picks up the tray with two pina coladas,
offering one to Jade.

"Thank you Mr. Barr."

"It's Barry."

"Oh yes, thank you Barry."

"Jade, sorry we mixed you up here. We wanted to
explain to you that well," Barry musters up the
gumpshun to blurt out the obvious, which doesn't flow
too well.

Steve decides to handle it. Putting his pina colada
down on the counter, he puts one arm around Barry and
the other on his shoulder.

"Jade, Barry and I are going to be partners."

"You're going into business together?"

"Yes, but more than business, as in business," Barry
tries his hand at explaining.

"What Barry means, Jade, is the 'love' business, to
put it plainly."

"You're gay Mr. Barr?"

"Barry."

"Oh yes. I'm sorry for putting it so bluntly. I... I
think it's great. So, you're not going to be needing
my services, then?"

"On the contrary," Steve says, "who's going to clean
up the Oreo cookie mess?"

"Cookie mess?"

"Yeah and who's going to keep track of the menu?"
Barry adds.

"So, do I still have a job?"

"If you want it, Jade?"

"Jade, look! We have umbrella drinks!"

"Kade?"

"Non-alcoholic, Jade. Believe me, these two boys are
two live wires as it is!"

"Kade, Steve and mister.. I mean, Barry are going to
be setting up a household together."

"Congratulations!" Kade greets them. After picking up
his pina colada, he proposes, "A toast! To our new
friends and Jade's employers!"

"Steve," Barry comments, "You've got a milky stache!"

"I wonder if it matches Jade's!"

Jade quickly wiped her's off, as did Steve, in between
the laughs.

"We're heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere!"

"Oh God! The hogcalller has arrived!" Steve called
out.

As they welcomed themselves in the front door, Bernice
and Alberto strode into the kitchen with two foiled
pans.

"This isn't the famouse Zebra cake, is it Alberto?"

"The one and only."

"Here, let me take that Bernice."

"Thanks Stevie honey. Where's my big boy?"

Barry replies, "He's out in the pool with the other
juveniles!"

Barry almost chokes on his bing cherry, with Bernice's
cordial slap on the shoulder blades, in reply. She
walks out to the pool.

"Seeeeeeeeeaaawwwwn, how the hell are ya honey? Oh my!
I've died and gone to heaven!"

She looks out over the testosterone filled pool. All
the guys have covered themselves from the waist up
with the waterline. All except two little sea urchins.

"What are you guys scared of? Aunt Bernice has seen
what nakee guys look like!"

"Well, half nekid don't look half bad, neither!" She
replies to everguy.

"Aunt Bernice, do you know how to swim?"

"Of course I do!"

Matty sees it coming, though is sure the others will
get a wallop out of his mom's shenanigans. He already
saw her step out of her shoes. Now she bends down to
Philip's and Aidan's level, her hands on her hips, her
head precariously over the edge of the pool.

"Get ready Chad," Matty says in his ear.

"For what, Matty?"

"One of mom's famous 'accidents'!"

"Noooo, she wouldn't!"

"Any second now!"

Chad starts giggling.

"Whoooa ooooooh whoooooa!"

A cannonball breaks the surface of the pool as Aunt
Bernice tumbles in, head first, 'accidentally' losing
her balance at pool's edge.

"Haaaalp! I can't swim!" She yells out for Philip's
and Aidan's benefit.

"She can't swim?"

"She can swim, Chad."

"Oh, I get it."

"We'll save ya Aunt Bernice!"

Philip and Aidan are in the pool in no time, lifting
Aunt Bernice's arms up. Not the proper way to rescue a
drowning victim, but this ain't not ordinary victim!

"My heroes!"

"Hey daaaaaaaads!" Aidan calls out when their fathers
enter the indoor pool area, "Philip and me saved Aunt
Bernice from drowning!"

"What a pity," Steve says, "we could've split up her
share of Zebra Cake!"

"Alright dad!" Sean calls out, as the other guys root.

"Stevie Clark, you're in big trouble."

Steve played along, kicking his shoes off, letting
Barry fish his wallet out of his back pocket, as
Bernice hauled him over to the edge of the pool, his
neck in the crook of her arm.

The whole pool of boys cheered Aunt Bernice on, as she
turned him into the deep end of the pool, sending
Steve to 'Davy Jones' Locker'. Standing on the edge,
Barry laughed his ass off, until Bernice's devilous
mood send him over the edge, as well. Then she hopped
in.

"Hey, Aidan!"

"What Philip?"

"Aunt Bernice can swim!"

"We've been had, Philip!"

"Yeah. Like Chad says, 'What're we gonna do about
it'?"

"Get even 'stead of get mad'?"

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