Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2011 06:46:33 -0400
From: RJ T10000 <rjt10000@gmail.com>
Subject: RJ Chronicles - Paradise Lost - Paradise Found

RJ Chronicles - Paradise Lost - Paradise Found

This is a work of creative writing otherwise known as fiction.  If you
shouldn't read this don't.  Don't like the story there are other areas to
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Enjoy.  RJ. RJT10000@gmail.com

M/b/b/b


Authors note: This a continuation story, that the characters have been
defined in the Iowa series, Cruising America series and now the Boys Club
of America.  This will most likely be the end of the RJ Chronicles. But we
shall see.

I bought the ranch house almost three months ago now, outside of Fort
Dodge, Iowa, and it is coming along nicely. Ryan officially turned 10 years
old and Tyler was coming up on 11 quickly.  Carl was 11 and 3/4s.  You
gotta love the age when 1/4s 1/2s and 3/4s all counted as milestones.  I
haven't married Pam yet but we are getting close.  She agreed to a pre
nuptual agreement so she can't suck my money dry.  But I do take care of
her and the boys very well. I made her get ride of the skate board she was
driving and got her an SUV that we can fit in and the boys are safer. I
also got rid of my jeep and bought a full size pick up with the extended
cab, to work around the house and again we can fit in.  I still have the
America Cruiser and my Harley but they don't move much anymore.  I have
become a home body with our boys and loving every minute of it.  I still
Coach 4th through 8th grade boys but do it more part time now because of
Coach Clark and Coach Chad helping out everyday.  Since Ryan turned 10 I am
going to get the boys 4x4s and of course one for me.  Pam doesn't want
anything to do with them and insists the boys were helmets when they
ride. I can live with that.  My ranch is sitting on five acres and the
Matson farm is over 1200 acres only 2 miles away. Plenty of riding space,
and the boys can ride with Brian, Pete and Eric, their older cousins.  Well
Brian and Pete anyway. Eric runs the farm and his young wife Alexa is
getting close to giving birth to twin boys. Plus little RJ my godson.

Tyler got the cast off his broken leg only two weeks ago.  We need to work
on getting the muscle strength back in his leg, and the spring/summer
session of the swim team is starting in two weeks. Ryan and Carl are still
swimming on the winter team. The team isn't doing very good anymore.  Coach
Carter has his head up his ass so I don't help much anymore, just go and
support the boys.  They have a meet this Saturday.  They still can make
state finals but they are loosing ground and loosing meets. Saturday is
when I am getting the 4x4s so I blackmailed my little imps.  Tyler goes to
swim practice with his brothers but he can't compete yet.  Pam made dinner
and the boys cleaned up as usual. "Hey guys, If you do real well at the
swim meet on Saturday, maybe, just maybe we will get the 4x4s we have
talked about".  "Daddy, please".  The three whined in harmony.  "You have
to make me proud" tormenting them.  Carl said "Daddy, then make us fast
again. Coach Carter won't shave us to make us fast".  "Alright son, I will
shave you for the meet and anyone else that wants to on the team".  Pam
chuckled "You are a bastard RJ".  "You have no idea" I got an evil grin
"Wanna watch".  "Maybe, it could be a turn on too".  "It is for me, thirty
naked boys lining up to get all body hair off of them except for their
heads".  She said "Your rotten".  "Yes I am, but I also know how to win a
swim meet, Carter is a bone head".  "Agreed".

I drove the boys to school Friday morning. Just as I was about to turn into
the school Ryan said "Daddy, look at that someone threw old sneakers over
the power line". Jesus, right in front of the school.  "Boys you see those
two hanging on the corner with the bandanas, white t-shirts and their pants
around their knees?".  "Yes Daddy".  "Those are drug dealers.  They are
also in a gang.  The sneakers over a wire is a sign for a drug dealing
area.  Promise me that you will never go over there".  "Yes daddy".  "Not
good enough, promise me you will stay away from them".  "I promise daddy",
"I promise daddy", "I promise daddy".  "Okay get to class, I have things to
do".

Saturday came and I shaved Carl and Ryan.  All the boys on the team from
big Tommy to little Tom Tom lined up and I shaved them clean and oiled them
up for the meet. The oldest 17 and the youngest 6.  Thirty boys ready to
compete.  Coach Carter blew a head gasket when he came into the lockers. "I
won't have this, this is cheating".  I said "Its not cheating its called a
winning advantage.  I gaurentee the other team is doing the same thing so
you are just leveling the playing field".  Carter went on a tieraid. "I
won't stand for this".  One of the middle aged boys said "Coach, you are
calling us cheaters, that is not fair.  What is wrong with trying to
win. Otherwise give us beach balls and sand pails to play with".  Carter
continued his tieraid.  "I am forfeiting the meet".  He stormed out and
found the other head coach. "Flying Marlins forfeit, my team is trying to
cheat".  I was right behind him. There were two boys right next to the
other coach.  I said "Coach do you mind if I inspect these two swimmers?".
"Go ahead".  I said "Boys please take off your warmups".  They looked at
their coach and he nodded approval.  Both boys were about 15 and clean
shaven and oiled for the meet.  I said "Coach Carter your an asshole.
These boys can still make state finals and now you just gave that away. You
do not deserve to be a coach.  My boys will be on another team that wants
to win".  By now the team was out of the lockers to see the exchange
between coaches. All the parents caught the act as well.

The other coach said "I do not accept the forfeit, the boys will swim".  To
the amazement and probably horror of the parents, the first was Charlie 13,
dropped his warmups and his speedo on the floor.  "I Quit, Coach
Carter. You call us cheaters to our faces. If we can't win whats the point,
lets go home mom and dad".  He walked out butt naked and carring his head
high. Every boy of the 'Flying Marlins' dropped the warmups and the speedos
at the pool side including Brian and Pete the assistant coaches.  32 "I
Quit" and 32 heads held high walking out of the YMCA baring all.  Not to
mention some woodies because of the excitement. Coach Carter tried to
salvage the situation, but the parents of the team took over. I led my
three naked sons to the truck and turned the heat on high and covered them
in a blanket.  I went back into the locker room and collected sweats and
street clothes for the boys.  The parents collected their sons clothes and
emptied the YMCA.  The boys got dressed in the back of the truck.  Ryan
asked "Tyler why did you get naked too. You couldn't swim in the meet?".
Tyler held his head high and said "I'm still a Flying Marlin, if my
brothers and my teammates are going to quit so am I".  I said "Very good
boys, I am proud of you".  All three in harmony said "4x4s".  "Yes boys you
get your 4x4s today.  Just one stop on the way, you guys can help pick".
It was Ryan "Pick what daddy?"  "A ring".  Carl was the first "YES".  He
leaned up to me and kissed my ear "Your mine tonight daddy".  Why do I have
a feeling its going to be a long night.

I picked a moderate engagement ring, and wedding band set.  The boys all
agreed. Carl said "Mom is going to like this".  Ryan piped up "Daddy should
we start calling Ms Pam, mom or mommy now?".  "Why don't you ask her that
question, after I give her the ring and she says yes?".  "Okay".  On to
more important things for the boys.  Getting the 4-wheelers.  I had to
laugh watching them in the dealership.  Each boy ran to the bigest 4x4 on
the floor and climbed on.  "Daddy I want this one" echoed three times.  I
picked them up one at a time and put them on smaller 4x4s that they could
handle and still grow into for a couple of years.  I got on the biggest one
in the dealership for myself and added a trailer.  The boys just had to
decide on a color. Ryan took blue, Carl took Black, and Tyler took dark
green. I took the cammo one just so the boys couldn't argue. I fitted the
boys with helmets and boots, I got my 15% cash discount and they said they
would get them preped and delivered late this afternoon.  The boys were
going nuts.  Now I know I am getting boy cock and ass tonight.

The 4x4s came as promised.  I led them down the side of the road and
crossed over to the farm. I stopped short of getting to the big house.  I
was horny as hell and had to drop a nut.  I didn't care which of my sons
was going to get my cock but at least one was. I decided on Carl. I picked
him up off the 4x4 and undid his pants and lowered his underwear to his
ankles.  He took off his helmet and boots and removed his pants and undies.
His brothers helped him out by sucking my cock and leaving saliva behind so
I could get in his small ass more easily.  Carl stood on the floor board of
my 4x4 and his ass was the perfect height.  He leaned forward and held
Tylers and Ryans shoulders.  I slid my 6 inches into his ass and grabbed
his hips and fucked him.  Carl is usually a quite lover but not today.  "Oh
yeah daddy that feels so good, don't stop, take my butt please".  My balls
were banging against his 11 year old ass.  Tyler and Ryan had their own
small cocks out and jerked themselves while I took Carl.  I filled his ass
with my cum.  I pulled out of his ass and my cum was leaking out of his
ass.  Tyler and Ryan didn't care.  Tyler licked up Carl's ass and Ryan
sucked the cum off of my cock.  All three have become very good at
swallowing my cum.  I turned Carl around and sat him down on the seat.  I
sucked his cock and balls even tasting some of my own cum.  Ryan climbed on
Tyler in a 69 and they sucked each other to a climax at the same time as
Carl did.  As Tyler was sucking Ryan he had Ryan's ass crack open and
played with his hole with his fingers.  When the boys climaxed in each
others mouths I picked Ryan up an turned him toward me. I held him up and
lowered him on my cock. He wrapped his arms around my neck and hung on
while I lifted his small ass up and down on my cock.  His little cock
twitched again because of the hair on my belly.  I came in Ryan's ass as
well.

Tyler asked "Daddy do you have any more cum or do I have to wait until
later?"  "Give me a few minutes to recover baby and we'll see what I'm
worth".  I sat on the seat of my 4x4 and three little hands played with my
dick and balls until I was hard again.  Tyler climbed on my shaft and rode
up and down until I came in his butt too.  All three took a turn licking my
cock to clean me up.  I put my pants back on and they did the same.  Each
boy had a wet spot on his ass, with Carl taking the most of my load.  They
put their helmets back on and I took them home.  Carl was the first in the
door and Pam saw his ass.  "What did you do to my son?".  "That would be
our son, and make that our sons".  I pointed to the other two with cum
stains on their asses.  "Jesus RJ".  She started to strip each boy there in
the kitchen.  "No sense in letting you three sitdown anywhere first".
Three naked beautiful boys got marched to the bathroom to get cleaned out
and cleaned up. Each with a smile on his face.  Each hugged me and said "I
love you daddy" as they got herded to the back of the house.

I put the 4x4s away and I headed to the master bedroom to get cleaned up as
well.  I pulled a nice black teddy out of her drawer and put the engagement
ring on top. I went into the boys bathroom naked and grabbed her nice ass
and whispered in her ear "They wore me down some but I think I still have
some loving for you as well.  I need a shower".  I got out of the shower
and dried.  I opened the bathroom door and she was standing there in the
teddy and the ring on her finger.  "I accept your offer of marriage" "Good,
the boys are getting tired of calling you Ms. Pam".  I yelled to the boys
"Order two pizzas, one plain, one mushroom.  Ryan I think you can ask your
question now".  All three boys flew into the master bedroom.  "You did say
yes right".  "Yes boys, I said Yes, now go order the pizzas".  "Yes Mommy".
She dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth and I started to
rise.  She released me and said "After pizza or first thing in the morning
you are mine".  "Yes Mrs. Towsend".  I put on sweats and she covered the
teddy for now.

My private cell rang after dinner.  It was the Marlton swim coach. "How did
you get this number?".  He said "Your assistant coaches, your nephews are
very persuasive
 in their arguements about state finals. Your coach Carter is an asshole
and I don't have a problem with taking my team to state finals because of
him.  Your nephews on the other hand aren't giving up that easily on the
Marlins.  Since the Marlins and Marlton are tied in the standings and only
one team can go they have proposed a winner takes all meet. They have also
volunteered you as the new head coach, and they are giving us home pool
advantage. Are you interested Coach RJ?".  "Where are my nephews that are
giving everything to you?".  "Sitting at my dinner table".  "Interesting
When?"  He said "I can have the pool on Wednesday night this week".  "Can I
speak to Brian or Pete please?".  "Hello?".  "Get the team back in the
water starting tomorrow at 11:00 and 4 to 6 hours after school.  I'll get
the coach bus.  You have your challenge.".

Pam said "What was all that about?".  "Brian and Pete just begged for a
swim rematch.  Winner takes all at Marlton for a spot in the state finals.
The 'Flying Marlins' are still alive" "Daddy the team quit".  "The team
quit on Coach Carter, Not Coach RJ". I got gang tackled by my boys.  I
picked up my phone and called the director of the YMCA.  We swam the boys
Sunday all day, Monday and Tuesday after school until 8:00.  They were
going to be ready as the can be.  Wednesday I had all the boys meet at the
school locker room. I shaved each boy carefully holding their dicks and
balls as I shaved their pubic area, arms, legs. "Coach RJ that tickles".
"Sorry" as I fondled their little packages.  "Lets go, Oil on the bus".  I
drove the hour to Marlton. Most of the parents were following the team bus
with banners and signs.  The team dismounted the bus and little Tom Tom
lead them in "WE ARE THE FLYING MARLINS".  The boys shook hands and we
started the meet.  Marlins 72 Marlton 35.  Flying Marlins are going to the
state finals.  The boys high fived and sang all the way back to Fort Dodge.
The boys that lingered in the locker room late after showers got a special
bonus from me, Brian and Pete, in the way of a blow job.

One parent asked "Why were you in the lockers for so long?".  "Uhm, Coach
RJ gave a victory speech and got us ready for finals" as he adjusted his
softening 12 year old dick.  "Come on boys lets go home, mom's waiting for
us".  "Yes daddy".  The boys ran through the house yelling we won, we
won...  I threw them on the bed and tickled them and then stripped them
down.  I sucked Tyler's 2 1/2 inch cut cock into my mouth and tongued his
balls and ass crack. When Tyler shuddered I moved to Ryan with his 2 1/2
inch cut cock.  Pam came in and sucked her own sons 3 inch cut cock off as
I finished off Ryan.  Tyler and Ryan shared my cock between them until Pam
mounted me and took over.  The boys played with her nipples until they
turned into a triangle sucking each other for another round.  We never did
put pajamas on the boys that night.  The three of them were spooned in
front of me and Pam was behind me.  We all slept like babies.

(2).  What do you want to be when you grow up?

I got up early and woke each boy one at a time to get them cleaned up for
school. I sucked each one, I showered with them and got them dressed and
fed. In front of the elementry school, and the junior high school and the
high school were gang bangers and drug corners set up.  This shit has to
stop.  The gang bangers, some looked to be school age some older.  But they
all had the oversize white t-shirt, baggy pants, and the same bandana
colors.  The bangers were trying to talk to kids crossing the streets for
school and handing out free samples.  I put the three into their classes
and grabbed my digital camera with a huge telephoto on it.  Time to do some
recon on the bangers.  I photographed every gang banger and any kid or
anyone else for that matter of who tried to conduct business in front of
the schools.  I needed some help.  Specialized help.  I went to see
Principal Winston to discuss our problem.

"Principal, you do realize that you have gang bangers setting up drug shops
right across from the schools?".  "Yes I know RJ.  We call the cops, maybe
they get caught with a bag or two and go away for a day.  Someone else just
takes the place.  We have the gangs in the classrooms wreaking havoc
scaring and intemidating the entire high school. It is starting in the
junior high as well".  "Expell them".  "Its not that easy. If they do
something illegal then yes, but this is a public school that has
responsibilities to the community. If your son decides to wear baggy pants
I can't expell them for it.  Bottom line we have to actually catch them
selling drugs or what ever to take actions".  I said "I don't like it".  "I
don't like it either RJ.  If you have a suggestion or a solution I'm all
ears".

"I have some ideas, but I need help.  Specialized help.  I need to make
some calls, and if I get the help I'm looking for there will be a meeting,
probably at Bill Matsons. I would like you there as well.  However, when I
say to you, 'Tom its time to leave' you leave.  Don't ask questions and
keep your mouth shut".  "Agreed, what do you need from me".  "Can the
school afford to hire some security detail for a little while.  I want to
educate the students and intimidate the bangers.  If no one buys their shit
maybe they will go away".  "We can do something for a while".  "Good they
will be armed and so will I".  He nodded his agreement.  "I'll keep you
informed".  "Thanks RJ".  "I have work to do.  Coach Clark will take over
daily PE routines.  I am going to use Chad to help me".  "Agreed".  "See
you Tom".

I called Bill Matson and Bruce Edilson first to get the ball rolling.  Bill
took on calling his friends from Special Command Operations.  I asked Bruce
if he had some Deputies that wanted to make extra money as security
officers in the schools.  He readily agreed. I contacted local police,
fire, ems, hospital staff, and the local military recruiters.  Bruce
contacted his buddies in the state troopers and HRT. The fix was in.  Time
to setup a meeting.  More calls were made.  Bill Matson's house Friday
8:00pm.  I called Doc Hargrove for a special favor as well.  I called Pam
and asked if she can get off early. "Why".  "We need to talk, Brian will
pick the boys up from school and take them to practice". "Okay".  Bill also
called some of his political friends as well, chief of police, captain of
the troopers, fire chief and others.  Bruce also contacted some of his
'special friends'.  I called Tom Winston and gave him the meet time and
asked him to make another call for me.

Pam came home and I was working on the computer.  "Hi, what are you doing".
"Design plans for 'America Cruiser II".  "Huh?". I pointed to a chair next
to me. "What is going on RJ".  "How much time do you need to get your
sister and parents on planes?".  She shrugged "Anytime I guess why".  "Lets
get married Sunday after church, call your family and the Reverend".  She
picked up her cell and started calling.  "They can be here Friday
afternoon, Reverend Johnson will be thrilled to marry us.  Now are you
going to tell me what is going on". I typed a cover letter, attached the
plans and hit send to Custom Cruisers.

I sat back and started to tell Pam.  "There are gang bangers and drug
dealers taking residence at the schools and all over the town. I am putting
a plan together to educate the kids and scare the bangers away.  There is a
meeting at the Matsons Friday night.  I will be home late. The men coming
to the meeting have very special backgrounds as do I. If things go well
then everything stays status quo.  If things go wrong then you and the boys
dissappear and I will follow.  New house, new location, new identies, new
school everything".  "RJ your scaring me".  I continued. "Tom Winston is
calling my old alma mater to possibly transfer the boys there. It is a
special school system that is suited for AP kids and others. I have 40
acres back east that my cousin uses to hunt on. It is not far from the
school.  I wanted to move Tyler and Ryan there but they wanted to stay
mostly because of being friends with Carl, Brian and Pete".  She started
with the "What about's".  I cut her off. "Pam do you trust me".  "Of
course, with Carls life and mine".  "Everything will be taken care of, I
just need you to take care of our sons for a little while in a safe place.
You know the rules of the farm including the 'Tea Party'".  "Yes, don't
ask, and don't tell".  I said "That is all I am asking from you. Trust
me. Don't ask and Don't tell". "Okay my love, I'll do what ever you ask or
tell me to do".  "Good, I love you and our sons.  For now everything is
status quo. Work, school, swimming, everything. I want you to have bags
packed and ready to leave on a moments notice or less. And don't tell the
boys".  She sat there digesting what I just said. "Yes my love". I said
"One more thing have you ever fired a weapon?".  "No, but I am a fast
learner".  I pulled the sig out of the lock box and led her to the back
acres.  After a few stray rounds she was hitting at what she aimed at.  I
said "On Friday why don't you invite Karen, Jill and Alexa over to meet
your folks.  I'll make sure Brian and Pete bring the boys home and stay a
while after practice".

Friday night.  Seven men and Principal Tom Winston sat in the big room.
Bill Matson said "All secure.  Speak freely".  Tom said "What's on your
mind RJ?".

I started "Tom first we educate the students. 'What to you want to be when
you grow up'.  Make it a week long essay, with plenty of details.  We show
them cops, firemen, armed forces of all branches, doctors, lawyers, nurses,
and of course teachers. I'll do the EmCee work.  We need all the students
all grades".  Tom said "Easy, use the High School auditorium.  Mandatory
attendance". I had my laptop connected to the plazma tv.  "We show them
these.  I will crop out faces for the students.  Everyone else gets to see
who they are.  If we can stop the money flow and the kids say no, maybe
they will move on.  The gang tats and the bandanas indicate 'El Diablo'.
Well connected into Colomibian cartel, guns, money, drugs, meth labs, coke
cutting facilities all of it ".

"Bruce are your guys on board?".  He nodded. "Second the school security
forces start to check for drugs and weapons on school property. Locker
checks, pat downs for suspisous persons, etc.  I don't know if you can
inforce a dress code, but a boy that has his baggies around his knees and
is showing to much crack will have his pants pulled up and his belt
tightened.  Anyone that wears colors, bandana or otherwise will have it
confiscated during school hours.  They can get it back at the office after
school.  That is if they can identity it to be their personnal
property. You know how lost and found can be". Tom nodded his head, but
said "You can't touch the students, as a teacher its against the law".
Bruce said "I knew that was coming".  He tossed me a badge. "Hold up your
right hand.  Good enough you know the drill.  You are now a Detective
Sergeant for Brewster County Sherriff's department.  You can do anything to
anybody".  I was handed another badge.  "State Police, same thing".

"Third, harrass the street bangers. Constant cop cars on patrol. If they
put up the sneakers 'were in business sign' we take them down. Keep them on
the move.  Cops become cross walk guards.  Cameras always aimed at them
taking pictures of the bangers and the kids that try to score.  I'll take
care of that with Chads help. He will be on the school roof with a long
lens and wearing full body armor".  Tom stopped his objection.  "If we can
nail them with a bag or two, then they will at least spend a few hours off
the street or the hallways".  "Any questions on phase 1?".

One special guest said "We need to go higher up the chain to make a
difference.  Everyone you are targeting is small fish".  I held up two
fingers and he was quiet again.  "Any thing else for phase 1?". No. "Tom
when can you set up the school".  "That depends on you gentlemen when do
you want it".  Quick discussions and "Thursday afternoon".  "Done. All
students will be in the High School auditorium right after lunch, which
ends at 1:00 for the HSers. The place is yours at 1:00.  We will have the
elementry upfront and go back to the high schoolers, unless you want it
different .  Okay then gentlemen before RJ throws me out I will take my
exit.  Good evening and Thank you".

Just as Tom left, two unexpected showed up.  Eric and Bill's brother
Steven.  Bill said "I figured an Air Force special operations pilot
wouldn't hurt. Besides he's a great spec ops coordinator now.  If you don't
tell your story, he will, or I will".  We greeted and hugged.  I said "I
thought you were out".  "I got another chance so I got promoted and took on
black ops. You might be surprised at the support you will get on this
op. Besides I still owe my life to you, this is only a small payback".

"So what's the plan if education and intimidation doesn't work".

"Simple find the leaders and eliminate. Destroy everything they have. Tag
'em and Bag 'em.  We need hard intel to find our targets.  We snatch the
street vendors, get the supply chain. There has to be a main person hiding
in the shadows to do the resupply operations.  We need the labs locations
and wipe them out.  Any bad guys there at take down are to be eliminated".

Steven Matson said "I will get you the intel you need, hardware and boots
on the ground.  Our resources in indian country say a huge shipment is
inbound right now. We think Miami but that may change"

I said "Bill, You take on the news angle. You be the mouthpiece and spin
the angle our way. 'Rival gang war, explosion in a meth lab' that kind of
crap.  Just keep them looking in one direction".  "Got it".  I said "You
still have your budies in the concrete business?".  He nodded.  "Well I
need to build a large garage anyway at my place.  Just dig it deep enough
and don't forget the lime.  Six feet of concrete on top should do the
trick".  "It will be done".

Another spec op said "I have a fleet maintenance garage other side of town.
Full survellance, no one in no one out.  I have the van fleet as well for
snatch and grabs".  Steven said "Good, then it will be base operations,
John we will coordinate".  He nodded.

I said "The rest of us get our hands dirty. Except for you Eric.  Take your
young family and get in the storm bunker or better yet get the hell out of
town. Go visit Alexa's grandparents or something".  The meeting ended.

When the men left Eric said "What about you uncle RJ, If you are the
mouthpiece at the school, you are going to be a target".  I said "I know
that. I am putting plans in place as we speak.  The cruiser is going away
with a new one being built.  The house and property are yours if you want
it. Otherwise sell it. The deed will be transferred to your name.  Pam will
disappear with the boys and I will follow. New house, school, names, etc.
You guys may want a contingency plan in place as well.  Brian and Pete
should be in college.  You too Eric".  Eric said "That's it, poof and your
gone?".  "Yes Eric, I will do what I do best, become a ghost and protect my
boys".  He laughed and took a sip of beer "Who is going to protect them
from you?".  I said "My wife, Pam and I are getting married on Sunday,
please knock some of the dirt off of you so you can be my best man.
Besides she has her own fun with the boys.  She did come to the Tea Party
when we were in Denver".  Bruce choked on his cigar and Eric coughed and
had beer out his nose.  Eric coughed again "How do you always do that to
us?".  "Timing is everything Eric, timing is everything".

I did recon all week with Chad on the roof. Cops harrassed the bangers on
the corners.  It was time.  All the professionals lined up, kids were
seated in the auditorium.  I took the stage.  I could see five bandanas in
the back.  "Good afternoon, you all know who I am. I have an assignment for
all of you.  You have a week to turn in an essay paper on "What do I want
to be when I grow up".

I handed the mic around the stage area and everyone took a turn at what
they do as a professional.  The mic came back to me and I started the slide
show.

"Does any know what these people are doing?  How about the sneakers over
the wire in front of the schools?  How about the bandanas?"  Five bangers
were looking for an exit but all the doors were guarded.  Other kids
figited in their seats. "These are drug dealers and gang members that have
moved in to take over".  I focused on one banger I knew was trouble.  "What
is the matter Mr. Gonzales, Well I am just going to call you speedy.
Unconfortable that we have detailed photos of your gang selling drugs to
kids in front a school.  Speedy back there and his pals all wear the colors
of a gang.  I am not showing the faces of the gang members to the students.
Look behind you speedy, see all that law enforcement.  I didn't hide the
gang bangers faces from them.  They know who you are and are coming to get
you".  "By the way all lockers are being searched and will continue to be
done.  Anyone caught wearing gang colors will have them removed.  Anyone
caught with drugs or weapons will be expelled from school and turned over
to the law".

"No more boys and girls.  This town will not tolerate gang activity and
drugs around our children.  Say no and walk away, or run away" "Oh speedy,
by the way, you are expelled for posession of narcotics in your locker with
intent to sell to minors.  Captain Marshall how much time is speedy looking
at?".  Trooper Marshall said "Oh, he is 17 so he will be charged as an
adult, I give him about 20 years in prision".  Speedy screamed "FUCK
YOU. Your dead mother fucker, your dead.  Fuck You" as the cops cuffed him.
I said " You know something speedy, I really don't think that I will be the
one fornicated in the near future".  The cops took the bandanas off the
other four teens.

I switched to live feed of gang hang outs, in front of the school and other
areas in town.  One after the other a gang banger was being tossed into a
dark van and the sneakers cut down by heavily armed men in black ops
clothing and black faces.

I turned off the video.  "You all have a choice and an assignment.  If you
want to join a gang, join one of these gangs.  Cops, Firemen, Military,
Pilots, Doctors, Nurses, Farmers, Electricians, and don't forget about
Teachers". I pointed around the room.  "Or you can join the 'El Diablo's or
what ever gang, hang out on a corner and sell drugs to kids.  What is it
going to be?"

"NO DRUGS AND NO GANGS COACH RJ" "Good.  Dismissed".

My boys ran up to me.  "Daddy that was so cool.  How did you do all this?"
I said "I had a lot of help, come on lets get out of here" We walked out to
the truck.  The corners were clear.  Pam had to work late so I made dinner
and took Tyler to my bed.  I had his knees and ankles in the air and my
cock in his ass when she came in.  "So how did it go at school".  Tyler
said "Daddy was great mommy".  They both went about like nothing was
happening except that I am fucking a 10 year old boy in his ass.  I said
"We'll see what tomorrow brings" and continued in my sons ass until I came.
She said "You made the mess, you clean him up" She went to get Ryan and
Carl ready for bed.

It was about 11:00 when the front window was smashed with a brick.  It had
a note on it.  "Fuck with us and die. You have been warned. El Diablo".  So
much for my pep rally at school.  Pam woke and came out to the living room.
I showed her the brick.  I got water and the pills for the boys.  I woke
each boy and had them take the pills.  "Daddy what is this for".  "Please
take it and go back to sleep".  They did as they were told.  Pam packed the
bags in the rental car and I carried three sleeping boys to the back seat
and buckled them in and kissed them goodbye.  I made sure she had
everything, she did including one of Bill's browning 9mm.  I kissed her and
she said "Hurry up, and come back to us".  She pulled away to keep the boys
safe.  I had other things to do.

(3). Time to Cleanup The Neighborhood.

The first call I made was to Steven Matson. He took care of the rest.  The
second call was to Eric and Brian to follow me in the cruiser to the drop
off point.  I packed my special bags in my truck.  I dropped the cruiser at
a truck stop 40 miles out of town. It would be picked up tomorrow by custom
cruisers. Brian and Eric returned to the farm.  I headed for "Operation
Ghost Rider" headquarters.  I got there by 1:00am.  Everyone else was in
position by 2:00am.  32 heavily armed special operations professionals,
tactical radios, explosives, MP4 assualt rifles with silencers, sniper
rifles also silenced, night vision goggles, plus full body armor, helmets
the whole nine yards were ready to go play with some gang bangers.  We knew
what we were going up against, automatic weapons, and such.  Difference is
we are an elite group of professional killers.  We also have a special
weapon in the sky. 15000 feet up is a special ops osprey that has
technology to look right through walls.

We deployed and sycronized the strike with command and control.  at exactly
3:30am the war on drugs was declared.  Two meth labs went up in flames on
oneside of the bangers headquaters, two coke labs went at the same time on
the other side of the row house building.  The bangers were screaming and
shooting wildly.  We picked them apart like a duck shoot.  One banger
turned an automatic pistol to me.  I put four in his chest before he hit
the ground. I stepped over him to my next target.  "Ghost Rider 5 and
6. Two bandits in closet space, on left weapons visible".  Two head shots
each.  Two more dead bangers.  The automatic gun fire stopped.  An
occational muffled pop from a "Ghost Rider". Every room was swept and
cleared. Weapons destroyed, drugs and money burned By 4:30 gang banger
headquarters was completely engulfed in flames.  Excellerent on the banger
bodies would take care of the cleanup here at least.  The Ghost Riders
returned to command and control.  Others returned from other assults.

It was a shame that the fire department had so many other calls that they
couldn't spare other engines and ladder trucks to fight an obvious multi
alarm fire.  The fire chief wouldn't endanger his men due to reports of
poisonous methane gas leaking at the fire site.  They had two fire trucks
and fought the blaze from the street. They might have just pulled out their
dicks and piss on it to fight the blaze.  They had to declare it a total
loss.

The six o'clock news show showed the completely destroyed set of row houses
burned to the ground.  "It has been reported that a rival gang war has
taken place on the south side of town. It also has been reported that drug
labs were the cause of the fire that destroyed the building. It would
appear that the gangs shot at each other over a turf war.  We will bring
you more of the story as it is available.  Back to the studio".

Bill Matson had the hole dug for my garage.  Three vans pulled up at 5:30
and dumped 17 bangers in body bags into the hole. The hole was covered with
dirt and a truck load of lime.  More dirt. A steam roller moved over the
area.  More dirt.  The concrete pad was poured and setting by 9:00am.

The rest of the weekend was quite.  The Ghost Riders stayed on high alert
incase re-enforcements came in, or someone started looking for a dead
banger.  I went to school on Monday and started working the hallways and
lockers with my deputies.  Four of the five trouble makers were in the
hallways crossing to another class.  The teens were clean and had no gang
related appairel on at all.  Their pants high and tight, shirts tucked in.
They had books under their arms.  I let them pass to the next class.

I stopped one on his way to PE. He stood straight up and looked at me. I
said "Whats going on today. I see four of my trouble makers looking good
and going to classes".  "Yeah coach, it wasn't worth it. Especially after
what happened last week.  I plan on getting an education and I'm going to
talk to one of the military recruiters, so I have something to do when I
graduate. Listen to me graduate, I barely have gone to any classes".  "Talk
to your teachers they can help or come find me, you know where my office
is". "Yeah, thanks. I gotta go to gym".

Three days went by with no troubles at the school, until a nut job got in
the hallway with a gun.  The kids were changing classes so the halls were
full. He fired on automtic at kids screaming "You killed my brothers", then
turned to me. He hit me twice before Marc and I put two rounds between his
eyes. I was hit in the shoulder and the vest. The whole thing lasted less
than a second.  Marc, a deputy, called on the radio and the place was
crawling with EMS and Ghost Riders.  Six kids were hit but would make
it. One boy died instantly. I looked down at the mad shooter. It was
'Speedy'.  I said "So Speedy, you want to be a gang banger when you grow up
now".  I turned to a Rider "How did he get past survellance coverage?"  "I
don't know we are sweeping the school now".  I said "Wand or frisk everyone
now and in or out of the buildings.  Two Ghost Riders posted at every
door".  "We have it covered, we need to get you to a hospital before you
bleed out"

I came out of surgery and Captain Marshall was by my bed. "The shooter had
help from the inside, A janitors closet window was left open on the back of
the school".  I hissed "Find them". "Already being done.  By the way you
know the shot in the vest would have been a kill shot".  "Yeah, I kinda
figured that one out on my own.  Have the boys parents been notified
yet?". "Yeah, a Trooper is bringing them in now.  All the other parents as
well".  "I want to talk to them".  "Later".  The doctor injected something
into the IV tube.

When I woke I was in a strange place, in a strange bed and a Doctor and
Nurse were there. I tried to speak.  The doctor stopped me.  "Don't speak,
you are in a safe house. There are six of your men standing guard, along
with a dozen more men. Your family is here as well".  I tried to get up and
he held me down. "My family, why are they here".  "They are under
protection detail as well, you don't know where you are and neither to
they, and we plan on keeping it that way.  If you feel up to it I will
bring them in to see you".  All I could do was nod.  Three beautiful crying
boys and a crying wife came in to be at my side.  "Daddy, Daddy are you
Okay?". I hugged each one with my good arm.  Pam leaned in and kissed my
cheek. The doc or nurse must have drugged me again.

 I opened my eyes.  My boys and Pam were sitting at my side.  The doctor
checked me out. I said "Please don't knock me out again. I need answers".
Captain Marshall was there with another man in a suit.  "Marshall what is
going on?".  He said "How are you feeling?".  "Like I've been shot and
drugged, now answer my questions".  Pam took the boys out of the room, the
doc and nurse followed closing the door behind them. "Who is this and Tell
me what is going on". It wasn't a question. I drank some OJ to try to clear
my head.

Marshall said "This is Special Agent Michaels.  Leave it that for now. What
do you remember?"  "EVERYTHING".  "Too bad, All the kids wounded are doing
fine. The parents of the dead boy do not blame you at all. As far as the
war on drugs and the gang bangers in Ft. Dodge everything is quiet and back
to normal.  Kids go to school and play on the streets like they always
did".  "How long have I been out?".  "Three weeks".  "WTF WHY and where am
I".

Marshall said "Don't ask.  El Diablo has put a price on your head, which
also means your family.  Special arrangements have been made to keep them
all safe. Which also includes your brother and sister and your 'Adopted
family'. You carry a two million dollar bounty on your head. Dead with
proof.  Steven Matson used a lot of resources to monitor the El Diablo cell
traffic. The word is out nation wide.  RJ Towend is to die, bring proof and
get paid.  It seems that high school punk had two older brothers. The
eldest was the local capo of the posse and the middle brother his
leutenant.  The youngest making his way up the ranks quickly.  Their uncle
runs San Diego operations, 60% of the drug traffic is coming from that
area, and the uncle sent them out to Ft. Dodge to establish mid-west
operations.  Needless to say we pissed off a lot of gang bangers and drug
runners and you are being blamed for it. A bunch of high paid lawyers had
everyone we snatched out in hours, even the kid from school".

WTF.  "It gets worse. Some reporter has got a vendetta out for you".  He
dropped a garbage newspaper on my lap.  "Do you know her?".  "Yeah, I
should have broken her neck years ago when I had the chance, she's the
bitch reporter that tried to get pictures of Eric when he got raped and
beaten 7 years ago".  "Your wish came true, she died in a car accident two
days after that got published".  He dropped another newspaper on my lap.
He continued. "Ready for the really bad news?".  "No, but go ahead".  "You
have been indited for money laundering, fraud, extorsion and half a dozen
other major crimes.  All of your personnal assests and wealth have be
siezed by the goverment. Your house has been foreclosed, vehicles
reposessed, everything you own is gone. You don't have a pot to piss
in. Even the new cruiser is gone".  "By the way El Diablo had a bead on
your family because they have someone working for that cruiser place in
florida.  Your family would have been dead already if we didn't grab them".

 My rage took over.  Marshall stopped me.  "There is good news if you calm
down".  "WHAT".  "Your dead.  You got shiffed in prison by the El
Diablo. Or at least by one of our agents inside the organization.  Bled out
in the showers. Twenty witnesses. Bounty already paid.  RJ Towsend is a
broke child molesting scum bag that got what he deserved".  Marshall opened
the door and Pam and the boys came in.  He continued, he handed me a
passport and continued "This nice clean cut man has plenty of money, can
travel the world if he wants, take care of a family.  "Oh bought everything
RJ owned for a penny" "What the fuck are you babbling about and who is
this".  The doctor handed me a mirror.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY FACE".  Pam said "Well, he is taking that
well isn't he".  The boys started to giggle.  I read the name on the
passport "Calvin Jackson Wilson' Calvin?, do I look like a Calvin to you?"
Pam said "We can call you Cal or CJ if you like"

The suit spoke up.  "You and your family will be protected if you decide to
settle in the USA.  We have limited resources in other countries.  The El
Diablo may never stop hunting for you.  They are like cock roaches, kill
one on the kitchen floor and there are a thousand in the walls breeding
more.  Think carefully where you want to settle.  Here is a list of best
places and the best schools.  You have all of your money plus more.  I
wouldn't reccomend Custom Cruisers but Featherlite also makes a similar RV
as do others.  Your belongings are in a safe storage location, including
the 4x4s, vehicles everything.  All have been transferred and replated to
your new identity".

Looking at my new face I asked "How did you do this?".  "Facial recognition
from your boys.  We imaged them and combined a master image and then ran it
through an aging process.  Your face my be sore for a while but it is
permenent, including the freckles".  "Freckles?"  "Yeah daddy, I'm Calvin
Jackson Wilson Jr.".  I looked at Carl "I'm gonna make you pay for this".
He giggled "I know".

I asked "What about the others?"  "Bill Matson sold the farm to a huge
farming conglomerate and has moved to Florida with his wife under new
names.  Brian and Pete are in college again with new identities.  Eric and
his family are safely relocated as well under new identities.  Bruce's wife
Jill has filed for divorce and has gone back to nursing school.  Oh. Bruce
asked me to give you this.  He said you would know what it meant.  He said
that was a secure number".

He handed me a business card.  "Boys Club of America.  Security Specialist
#17".  I flipped the card and got the secret emblem.  "I'll be damned".

"Everyone relocated does not know where you and your family are or will be
and visa versa.  Its best that it stay that way.  Ghost Force will help you
find a job of your choice.  I have been authorized to offer you a desk job
with Ghost Force.  Your days of field work are over".  "Boys step out
please". Pam led them out with the doc and nurse.

"Ghost Force what are you talking about?".  "The overall success of the
Ghost Rider mission has brought on new changes and now sanctioned and fully
funded.  Ghost Force now officially works for many government branches
domestic and foriegn.  Steven Matson is Director of Operations and has
offered you a Command and Control post of your own.  Tonight at 3:00am
local Ghost Force 3 is going after the El Diablo in San Diego and Ghost
Force 1 is taking down the Dallas operations at the same time.  The only
difference in mission strategy is we destroy the guns and drugs.  We keep
the money to refinance the operations.  I'll have the live feed here in the
house if you want to watch".  "No thanks, I've seen it up close and
personnal".

"Please think about what you want to do and where you want to live.  Just
as we brought you and your family here, you will leave the same way.  You
will go to sleep and wake up in a new life.  Your identity had to change,
your wifes should also.  Changing the boys first names is optional.
Additionally if you really don't like the name we can change paperwork but
it will take a few days".

"Let me sleep on it.  If you'll excuse me know I would like to spend
private time with my family".  They departed and my family came in and
closed the door.

Carl, or my son that use to be Carl said "Daddy, can we sit on your lap or
will that hurt you".  "You can come up one at a time.  Just stay away from
my shoulder and chest".  He had a grin "Its not your chest I am interested
in".  He pulled the sheet down and undid the draw string of my pajama
bottoms.  "Pam go get the doc, see if I can get out of this tubing".  "Yes
CJ, see that doesn't sound so bad" "Okay what is your name now?".  "For now
its still Pam.  They only wanted to do the paperwork once for me and the
boys.  Since everything was in your name they had to make a decission and
name you".  The doctor and nurse came in and untubed me.  "Your penis may
be sore for a day or two.  I will have the survellance video turned off for
your privacy.  Please give me 10 minutes".  They left.

Pam said "So what do you think Cal?  I kinda like that too.  CJ or Cal?".
"I don't know yet, stick with CJ for now".  "What are we going to do, I can
work anywhere you that is different".

I said "Actually I don't have to work at all. I still am an Engineer but
that would reveal who I really am so that is out.  Ghost Force is a
possibility but then I work nights all the time and would be away from my
monsters.  Teaching. I do like to teach.  But like I said I don't have to
work.  We could buy and island some where and just watch the world go by
but I would get board.  That is why Tom Winston offered me the PE coach job
in the first place.  I think I made a difference".

Carl said "Daddy, Has it been ten minutes yet".  He slid his small hand
around my cock inside my bottoms and lightly tugged on my cock.  "That
feels good but maybe we shouldn't do this here", his little hand did feel
electricifing especially since it has been weeks.  "Tyler please grab a
warm wet washcloth and a towel from the bathroom".  She took over for Carl.
"I'm allowed".  I just put my head back and enjoyed the feeling.  I did
have a crazy thought, I could join Bruce as a security specialist at BCA.
I have to give him a call sometime.  As she stroked me to a slow climax I
asked "So what name do you want?".  She thought about it "My middle name is
Katherine.  Call me Katie".  "Calvin and Katie Wilson.  Thats not bad.  I
can live with that.  How about the boys, change them or leave them.  Carl
Willson, Tyler Wilson and Ryan Wilson" "Daddy I thought I could be Calvin
Jr.  I gave you my freckles remember".  "Are you sure you want to be called
junior.  I would never name you that, but I'm ok with it how about you
guys, any problem with Carl becoming Cal Jr?".

"He's the oldest, if one is going to get it, it should be him".  I asked
"Are you sure, he's the oldest, but Tyler you were my first son".  "No
daddy I'm ok with it".  Pam uhm Katie said "You should change all the names
just to be safe. CJ" "You're right Katie.  Lets see Ryan your easy we add a
'B' so now your Bryan, Okay?"  "Cool, I like it".  "How about it Tyler,
what do you think".  "I don't know I like Tyler" I said "Okay, How about
Tyson, just don't bite my ear off.  We still can call you Ty" "Huh?  Okay I
guess".  I said "You really don't want your name changed".  "Not unless I
have to, to help protect us".

"Okay everybody listen up.  Use only your new names from now on.  Practice
so you don't slip up. You are Wilson since the day you were born.  You
never heard Towsend before.  What a strange name anyway right".  "Right
daddy".  "Good".  All three boys got close to my cock to catch some cum.
It has been a long time.  That will change soon enough.

Michaels came in the room in the morning.  "The name is fine.  Katherine or
Katie for short.  Carl becomes Calvin Jr.  Tyler stays as is and Ryan
becomes Bryan. I want to teach Elementry and Jr. High PE.  Some school that
has advanced placement programs as well.  Warm climate but not scortching
either.  Boys swimming team as well.  I want to wake up just like this
whole thing was a bad dream".

"You got it.  I will start the process and hopefully we will have you setup
in couple of days, week at the most.  The doc has cleared you for limited
mobility so feel free to roam the house and make it yours. However you can
not leave the house or your familly.  We will check up on you but the
inside survellance has been turned off.  Here is a new cell phone, we will
call before we enter the house unless WWIII just started with El Diablo.
My number is speed dial 1, Marhsall is 2 and the doc is 3 and the maid is
4. Any questions?". "No. Thank You".  He departed.

I walked out the bedroom/hospital room in pajamas.  "Hey look who's up.
Are you hungry?"  "Yeah I guess, I still feel whacked out" Katie made
breakfast.  It did feel good to have solid food.  The boys came out of
their room also clad in pajamas.  "Hi daddy".  "Good morning Calvin, Tyler
and Bryan" Katie made eggs, bacon and toast for them too.  "So Mr. Wilson
what are you going to do today to keep you from climbing the walls and
killing your offspring" "Inside Video survellance has been shut off. They
will call my cell before they come in the house unless its an emergency.  I
think I am going to payback the little snot that gave me freckles first and
work my way through Tyler and Bryan.  Then I will take a nap to recover
from these three and then I plan on making passionate love to my wife.  How
about you?"  "I guess I will be cleaning up cum out of three boys to keep
me busy".

"Ready Junior?"  "Ready Daddy".  My chest and shoulder still hurt and taped
up so the hospital bed would have to do. I unbuttoned his pajama top one
handed and slid it off him. I ran my left hand all over his silky smooth
chest. I undid his pajama bottom top snap and then the fly snap.  His
pajamas hit the floor and he stepped out of them.  His boy cock growing to
its three inches in length.  He unbuttoned my top and slid it off and
untied the waist string and lowered my pjs off. I couldn't pick him up.  He
said "Daddy don't hurt yourself I will do everything".  I got on the
hospital bed and laid back.  "Whats first?"  "I want to suck your cock and
balls and lick your ass" "Yes Daddy".  He climbed up on the bed and crab
walked his little mid section to my face not touching my bandages.  I
sucked his circumcised 3 inch boner, freckles and all. I steadied him by
his ass with my hand.  I moved to his balls and sucked his tiny 11 year old
nuggets. I went back to his cock and returned to his ball sac.  "Turn
around".  He backed up to the foot of the bed turned around and backed his
ass right to my new face.  I steadied him by playing with his cock while I
tongued his ass crack and stuck my tongue in his boyhole.  He was watching
my six inch cut cock twitch.  He pulled his ass away from my face and knelt
between my knees and took my cock into his beautiful mouth.  He sucked each
of my hairy balls and returned to my cock leaving as much saliva on it as
he could.  "Ready Daddy".  "Go ahead Calvin".  He squatted down on my cock
and I popped into his ass.  "Daddy this feels good, I have missed you
inside me".  "Me too son, me too".  He rode me and I played with his cock
and balls and jerked him off while he had my cock buried in his ass.  I
think we came at the same time.  He got off me and got warm wet washcloth
and cleaned me up.  He pulled the sheet up to my chest.  "Take a nap daddy
you need to rest.  I'll send Tyler in after lunch".  "Thank you Cal".  He
did wear me down so I followed my little doctors orders.  He walked out cum
dripping from his ass.

I slept through lunch all together.  Katie brought dinner in on a
tray. "The boys are eating now". She stayed with me while I ate. I went to
the bathroom and it is the strangest feeling to look in the mirror and have
no idea who is looking back at you.  "Freckles, why in the world would
laser freckles on".  She came behind me and hugged me and kissed my new
face.  "I like them, and it does make Junior a dead ringer for you.  The
apple didn't fall far from the tree with our three boys".  "Your right
Katie.  It's just different".  "Don't worry.  Soon enough you will be
barking orders to 10 year olds and making sure that the jock strap fits
just right to your liking".  "Jesus he does tell you everything doesn't
he".  "Everything".  She stuck her tongue in my ear and grabbed my cock.
"I will send in Tyler and then you are done for the night Coach Wilson".
"Yes Maam".

Tyler and I did the same act as Calvin.  I sucked his 2 1/2 inch cut cock,
balls and ass.  He sucked my dick and lowered himself on me.  I came in his
ass and he cleaned me up and left me to sleep the night, cum dripping out
of his ass too.  Four days later.


Four Days Later.

I woke feeling groggy. Punch drunk sort of feeling, getting hit too many
times in head or too many shots of JD or something.  Pam was sleeping next
to me. I got up to take a piss. What a nightmere. I looked at the face in
the mirror.  "Fuck it wasn't a dream, I am Cal Wilson and my wife Katie".
I walked around the house like I have lived here my life.  Next bedroom,
three sleeping pajama clad boys, in two double bunk beds.  Their clothes
were hanging in the closet.  The furniture, the pictures everything was
almost perfect. I walked around my five bedroom ranch house looking at
everything.  My chest was still taped and so was my shoulder.  Where are
we?

I opened the front door and looked around.  No other houses, sandy grass.
I walked around the side of the house.  4 4x4s.  Next to the 4x4s was my
truck and Katie's SUV.  I looked at the license plate "New Mexico".  I
walked around the house and back inside.  On the kitchen table was
packages. I opened the first one.  'Raton, New Mexico'.  You just
transferred from Pittsburgh to take the PE coaching job. You transferred
because of the AP needs of your sons. You bought the house four weeks ago
and used Spirit Specialized Moving Inc.  Your previous principal is
Micheals. Report to Principal Edwards next Monday at 9:00 to register the
boys in school and start work.  He will offer your wife a part time job at
the school.

I continued to read our backgrounds and went through the other packages.  5
cell phones all programmed and all secure numbers. Keys to the house and
vehicles. Maps, directions, local stores, churches, the schools.  Wow, the
Ghost Force certainly took care of everything, even stocked the kitchen. I
made coffee.  Katie rose before the boys. She did what I idid walk around
the house like we lived here for years. "How?".  "I don't know but we have
been moved.  The truck and SUV and the 4x4s are outside".  "Where?".
"Raton, NM, North east corner, close to Colorado and and hour or so from
Santa Fe.  Here read. I'll get coffee and wake the monsters".  "Santa Fe,
Isn't that where you found the Boys Club of America convention?".  "Yep".
With a sly grin on her face "Do you think they would let me in?".  "I can
ask, first things first".  "Mommy, Daddy where are we" echoed three times.
"Home boys, were home".


Formerly RJ.  RJT10000@gmail.com


PS.  I have other ideas for writing. I may post them as a different author
and may take a crack at Young Friends.  I may continue this series if the
feed back warrents.  After all it is a new school and swim team for Coach
Wilson.

Keep your eyes open for the Boys Club of America - A View from the Inside.
If you like the BCA series, you're gonna love this one.

I will keep the RJT10000@gmail.com running for sometime anyway.


Later.