Date: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 13:04:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill Tandy <mailliw110@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Camera Series, Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Have you ever had one of those dreams where you wake up and you're not sure
if it was really a dream? That's what I felt like when I woke up today. I
thought I went to bed with Peter, but now he's not here. That made me also
wonder if anything I've done in the last few months was real. Then I heard
the unmistakable laugh of my loverboy. Peter was in the office across the
hall. I got up out of bed and wandered over to the office. Peter was
sitting at the computer with his back to me. He had on the headphones and
was talking to somebody.

"So you don't remember anything?" I heard him say. "No, I don't know much
more than you, just that...Brian was involved." Peter said. "Yeah, this is
how we did it." Peter paused. "Yeah, just wait till you see this." Then
Peter turned around. "Oh shit, John's awake!" The boy smiled at me. It was
the kind of smile that meant I hope you're not mad at me. So of course I
wasn't. "Bobby says hi." Peter told me. "I kind of..." the boy snickered,
"told him?" He smiled at me again.

"Yeah, I kind of...figured that." I smiled back at Peter. "I bet he wants
to see this now."

"Yeah, he wants to thank you too." Peter said still smiling. Then his smile
faded. "He also wants to know, I mean, he doesn't remember who did this
other than Brian."

"I think we need to tell him in person, not like this." I told Peter. "We
can go now if you want."

Peter looked back at the computer and told Bobby we were on our way. He
then took off the headphones and shut down the computer.

"I need to take a shower, how about you?" I wiggled my eyes at Peter.
Before I can turn around and get out the door, he grabbed my arm and was
dragging me to the shower.

While we showered, Peter talked about what else he had been doing on the
computer. He had come across the two football players who were involved
with the attack. He thought it was hilarious what I made them do. Peter
started to laugh when he told me what they did when they woke up. Both of
them accused each other of being a fag. "Their words, not mine." Peter
added.  It didn't take the asshole's long to start fighting each other. By
the time the cops arrived, the two had pretty much destroyed the bedroom.
Even after the cops tazered both boys, they still had to hogtie them. I can
just imagine what it looked like. I'll have to look later. I even got to
laughing when Peter told me they were dragged out of the house totally
naked.

I then realized I could relax some. All of the thugs are sitting in jail.
In addition, with the help of Brian, they should stay there.

When we got to the hospital, Peter and I had to ask the front desk for
Bobby's room number. We went up to the room, and after showing the security
guard my ID, walked in to see Bobby's mother at his side.

Jane saw us first and smiled. Bobby saw first Peter, then me, and even
though he was heavily drugged, he smiled widely.

"Peter, John, come on in." Jane Young told us.

"It's good to see you Jane." I said as I gave her a hug.

"How are you Bobby?" Peter asked his friend.

"Well, other than my legs hurting, my arm hurts, it's hard to breathe. I
think I'm in pretty good shape." Bobby said. He tried to laugh and then
winced in pain.

"Do you need a nurse?" Peter asked Bobby.

"No..." Bobby winced. "I just push this button, and pretty soon, all the
pain... goes away..." Bobby muttered as he went back to sleep.

Peter looked at me and smiled. "He's going to be ok." He said quietly.

We quietly left the room. Jane met us outside. Once again, I assured her
that anything that Bobby needs he will get. I told her to just let me know
and not to worry about it.



*Two Months Later*



"Hurry up John; they'll be here any minute!" Peter said excitedly to me. I
knew what time it was. I also knew we would get things done in time. This
isn't the first party we've had. However, this is Bobby's cast coming off
party. Moreover, I can understand why Peter would be nervous. Peter came
over to me again. "Sorry John, I'm just nervous." He said. He gave me a
peck on my cheek and ran off again to do something.

Actually, there is nothing for any of us to do. Even though I've hosted
parties before, I didn't wanna be stuck behind the grill this time. So I
catered the whole thing.

That's why Peter was running around trying to look useful. Of course, the
men caterers were all hunks. I ordered a full spread of food. Lots of meats
and veggies.

"They're here! They're here!" Peter yelled from the front door. He was out
the door and at the curb before the stretch limo even pulled to a complete
stop. The sixteen-year-old boy was acting like a thirteen-year-old,
bouncing up and down with excitement. The driver got out and walked around
to open the passenger door. Even though the driver was a professional, he
was still having a hard time from laughing along with Peter's excitement.

Out first came Jane.  She was smiling a mile wide. No one noticed but there
is a professional photographer taking pictures. (All of us laughed when we
looked at these pictures. One picture showed Peter looking like he was
ready to burst with excitement.) Bobby came out next. Peter was instantly
right at his side helping him out. Bobby had some braces still left on his
legs and arms, but the doctor said he could swim without them and actually
encouraged him to. He also had some crutches to use. Even though Bobby
winced in pain a couple of times, the smile on his face right after those
times showed that he was enjoying himself. Between Jane and Peter, they
managed to get him into the house.

Bobby was obviously very surprised at who was all there. Along with Peter
were his brother Jacob and both parents. Then there was Joe and Will. Yin
and his brother Yan were there to. Somehow, Rob and Max found their way
invited to this party. I have a feeling Yin had something to do with it. I
didn't care. For twelve-year-olds, they were hot.

Just when Bobby thought, he saw everyone there, in walks Brian with our
lawyer Raymond.

Have you ever heard the expression `you could hear a pin drop'?

The quietness even made Brian take a half step back to the door.

"Brian, I'm glad you came." Bobby said smiling as he walked up to the
nervous boy.

Brian was staring at the floor. "Bobby, I'm sooooo sorry..." Brian broke
down in tears. Bobby reached over to Brian and hugged him.

"It's ok, Brian. Welcome to the party." Bobby said.

That seemed to break some kind of mental damn, and soon everyone was
welcoming Brian to the party. Brian even smiled a few times. For the tough
bully that he made himself out to be, he had a nice smile. He even gave me
a thumbs-up at one time.

After everyone got settled into the party, Raymond my lawyer and also
Brian's, came over and told me the latest on the case. Along with reminded
me that there was not going to be a trial, which I knew already, he
confirmed that the two football boys would be spending a few years in a
mental ward. Brian's dad confessed readily when he saw the playback of his
confession. He ended up getting ten years for each of his two counts.
Bobby's dad, who turned out to be the ringleader, was at first going to get
twenty years for each of his two counts. But the judge ended up doubling
that after Bobby's dad went off at the judge. Brian was put into foster
care; he can only have supervised visits for now. I did make sure Brian's
foster parents were nice but forceful on the rules. Brian has told me he's
happy with his foster parents.

"I can only stay an hour." Brian told Bobby.

"That's okay Brian; maybe you can stay longer next time." Bobby said.

Brian smiled. He was actually surprised at how things went so far today.
Even though Raymond assured him that he would be okay.

I stayed in the background watching everyone get their fill of food. There
are even a few people that I didn't know. It seems that Peter had invited
some of Bobby's girl friends to the party. For a gay boy Peter had good
taste! There must have been thirty or so people here.

Everyone was having a good time when I noticed an older couple show up. It
was Brian's foster parents. They had come to pick him up. At first, Brian
seemed sad, then Bobby said something to him, and they both smiled.

I will not go into details, but we all agreed that next time Brian could
stay over here longer than the one hour that the courts have set up. It was
evident upon the smiles of both boys face of what their reaction was.
Everyone waved their goodbyes. We watched Brian and his foster parents
drive off, then we went back inside.

Bobby came up to me. "Can I go swimming now?" He asked me. "Mom says I need
somebody to watch me." He said.

"Sure," I said to the boy. "We'll get Peter in there too." Bobby smiled at
me. "You just take it easy, no rough stuff." I smiled at him.

"Thanks Uncle John!" He smiled and laughed as he limped off to put his
swimsuit on.

Uncle John? I bet Peter told him to say that.

He wasn't the only one in the pool. I saw that the girls and some of the
boys were in the pool. One of my worries for today was that somebody would
start something sexual. However, I didn't need to have to worry about that,
all the kids were just acting just like kids, at the moment.

"Hello Mr. Marshall!" I heard behind my back.

I turned around and there was Carl and Samuel. The two bell boys from the
hotel.

"Why, Carl and Samuel, it's nice to see you. You work for this caterer to?"
I asked the boys. The two boys were dressed in the correct attire. Their
tight shorts were showing a nice bulge. They looked... delightful.

"Yeah, he calls us when he has these special parties." Carl said smiling
and glanced around.

"Awesome, well, if you get hot feel free to jump in the pool." I told the
boys. "Tell the rest of your crew the same." I added as the boys walked
off.

"Cool, we'll do that. Thanks." Samuel said.

I thought a picture was in order now. I quickly ran up to my room to grab
that special camera.

I took quite a few pictures. I had to go in and download them onto the
computer a couple times. I got a picture of everyone who was there, even
the parents and the girls. Everyone enjoyed the food. There wasn't much
left for the caterers to pack up. I was pleasantly surprised when Carl and
Samuel came up to me and asked if they could stay longer.

"Of course you can stay longer. As long as it's okay with your parents and
your boss." I told the boys.

"Oh yeah, they know we are here, and we just live about a half mile
away. So, it's cool." They both told me.

"Great!" I said. "Stay as long as you want. I know we'll be going for a
while."

"Thanks!" They both yelled as they jumped into the pool.

About that time, the adults that were in attendance all came up to me.

"We had a wonderful time." Mary told me, she gave me a hug.

"Yeah, but I'm pooped out. I've been doing some overtime lately." David
said.

"I'm going to stay for a couple more hours, ok mom, and dad?" Jacob asked
his parents.

"Sure, no problem Jacob, and Peter, you stay as long as you want." David
said to both his sons. He glanced over at me and gave me a nod. It felt
like he was giving permission for Peter to live here. "I'll see you boys
later." He smiled at all three of us. Mary smiled too, as the two of them
walked away.

It seemed as soon as the adults left, the atmosphere of the party changed.
It wasn't a sudden change. No, it was like one or two people would suddenly
not be around. I noticed Will and Joe hanging around the pool house.

They looked around and then went inside. It is my place and my party, so I
went to investigate. I didn't have to get too close before I could hear the
coughing. I tried not to laugh as I opened the door to a wave of heavy pot
smoke.

"Oh shit!" Joe said. "Oh it's you, shit; I thought it was one of the
rents." He stammered out. "You want a hit?" Joe said handing a joint to me.

"Yeah," I said. "It's time for the second part of the party!" As I took the
joint from Joe's hand.

"Fuck yeah!" Will said. He relit the joint that was in his hand.

The two joints went around to everyone in the room. Besides Will and Joe, I
noticed Rob and Max were in here to. I think they've been here for a little
while. Their eyes were glazed, and they had tents in their shorts. It was
actually kind of hot to look at.

"Yeah, they're horny for each other." Will said in his cute Aussy accent.
"Makes me horny too." He snickered.

"You're horny all the time!" Joe said laughing.

"Nothing wrong with that!" I said laughing along with Joe.

"Yeah well, if you got it, flaunt it!" Will said as he pulled the front of
his shorts down and his big seven-inch cock popped out.

"Holy shit!" Rob shouted.

"Wow!" Max said licking his lips.

"Which one of you boys want to suck it?" Will said as he walked over to the
two boys sitting on the bed.

The two boys looked over at me; I just smiled and nodded back. "Enjoy
yourselves boys." I said.

Max was the closest. He reached out his hand and grabbed Will's hardening
cock. He leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and licked the tip of Will's
cock head.

The redheaded Aussie moaned, "Ah fuck..."

"Mmm!" Max moaned. He then opened his mouth and swallowed a good three
inches of Will's cock.

"Fuck that looks hot!" Joe said. His hand was down his shorts stroking his
cock. "Why don't you do the same for me?" He said to Rob as he walked over
to him.

Rob quickly caught up to his friend and was swallowing Joe's cock as well
as Max was swallowing Will's.

I sucked on the joint I still had in my hand and watched the four boys
play. I realized I was rubbing my cock through my shorts. Even though it
would have been fun to stay and enjoy these guys, I knew someone I would
enjoy much better than these guys. I just had to go find him.

I left the pool house and scanned the pool and deck while I walked to the
house. I didn't see him there so I continued on into the house.

I didn't find him in the kitchen.

I didn't find him in the living room.

The bathroom was empty downstairs, so that left the upstairs.

Guest bedroom, empty.

Peter's bedroom, empty.

My bedroom and bathroom, empty.

That left the office. This is where I found Peter and Bobby.

They were laughing their heads off watching the computer screen. They both
turned around when I walked into the room.

"You should've seen yourself looking all around for us!" Peter said still
giggling.

"You know boys, this camera, and the programming should only be used for
good. Not for playing around with." I said with a stern look. I could not
hold it for too long before I was laughing myself. "You boys didn't have
anything to do with the action in the pool house, did you?" I asked them.

"Who us?" Both boys answered at the same time, the `innocent' look on their
faces gave them away.

"Well, whoever did it, sure got me plumped up." As I grabbed my crotch. One
boy giggled and the other boy whimpered. I'll let you guess which one. "You
guys wouldn't happen to know where everybody else is at?" I asked them.

"Yin and Yan are down with Carl and Samuel in the rec room downstairs."
Bobby said.

"And they're getting to know each other better..." Peter said trailing off
as he brought up one of the fours pictures.

"Fuck yeah, I'd say they are." I said. The four boys had formed a daisy
chain. My cock went from plumped to full on hard.

"Ok, enough of this gay shit. I wanna see those girls again." Bobby
laughed.

"Oh, so you found the pics of the girls." I said. "And what did you do to
them?"

"Why John, do you think we would do something to those girls?" Peter said
with his oh so cute fuck me smile.

I reached over and moved the mouse over to the pictures of the girls. "Holy
shit!" I yelled. "What the fuck did you do to them?" The girls were lying
on Peter's bed with only their bras and panties on.

"It was his idea!" Bobby and Peter said together.

"We didn't really do anything to them, yet." Peter said. "I mean, Bobby
didn't do anything to them." The boy giggled.

"It was Peter's idea to bring them up there." Bobby said.

"But it was your idea for them to leave their bra and panties on." Peter
said defensively. "I was kind of thinking since this is Bobby's party, he
can have some fun too."

"Ok, you have a point." I said to Peter. Then I looked at Bobby. "And what
are your plans with these girls?" I asked him.

Bobby turned a deep shade of red. "I, um, well, I thought...fuck, you
know." Bobbie stammered out.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I just couldn't resist asking you!" I
laughed. "Do you have some condoms?" I asked Bobby.

"He doesn't need it." Peter blurted out.

"And why is that?" I asked him.

"They're both in between." Peter said turning a little red.

"In between?" I said.

"Yeah, in between ovulating. There's no eggs for the sperm." Peter said
turning even redder.

"Jesus, fine...just clean the sheets when you're done." I said. I felt my
face heat up.

"Thanks Uncle John!" Bobby said laughing as he rushed out the door to
Peter's bedroom. "And no watching!" Bobby yelled from the bedroom.

"Ewwww!!" Peter and I yelled back laughing.

"I guess I better let them wake up now." Peter said as he touched their
picture. "I also made them think they were having fun. But with Bobby I'm
sure that won't be a problem." We saw Bobby joining them on the bed.

I turned Peter towards me and kissed him with plenty of tongue.

"Oh man, I so want that big cock of yours in me." Peter said breathlessly
as he grabbed my hard cock through my shorts.

"Ooops, sorry." This voice behind us said.

Peter and I broke apart as if we were on fire. Then we saw with Peter's
brother, Jacob.

"Jesus Fuck!" Peter swore.

Jacob laughed. "Sorry guys, I was wondering where everyone went." Then
Jacob saw the computer monitor. "Watching porn, huh?" He stepped a little
closer to it. "Wow that looks like Bobby." Jacob looked a little
closer. "It is Bobby! What are you making a porno of Bobby?" Jacob looked a
little upset.

"No, not exactly." Peter said to Jacob. "I guess were going to have to tell
him." He turned and said to me.

"Yeah Peter I guess so." I said.

"Don't tell me you're in the kiddie porn business?" Jacob almost spat out.

"No nothing like that. Let me explain." I went on to tell Jacob the whole
story of the camera. There was a little crying from all of us, but even
more laughter.

"So that's how you saw what Peter was going to do?" Jacob said. I nodded my
head yes. Then Jacob looked back at the computer monitor. "So what's going
on here?" He asked.

"Well, I sort of, set Bobby up with these two girls." Peter said turning
red.

"You're a fuckin' horn dog!" Jacob said to Peter. "Lucky guy, that's every
straight boys dream." He said staring at the screen.

"Yours to I bet." I said to Jacob. "I can make it okay for you to join
them. If you want." I said quietly to him.

"Would you, really?" Jacob whispered.

"Yeah, and I can make it so that only you will remember." I whispered
seductively to Jacob.

"Oh man. That would be so... wrong. I'm sorry; I just can't do it like
that." Jacob said.

"See John, I told you he wouldn't do it." Peter giggled.

"I know Peter; I knew he wouldn't do it either. He is after all your
brother." I said.

"What's going on now?" Jacob said looking at the monitor.

It appeared Bobby was shaking his head no, and then he got up and headed
towards the door.

"John, John...come here please." Bobby asked from the bedroom door.

I walked over to the bedroom door with Bobby's head hanging out of
it. "Something wrong Bobby?" I asked him.

"They want me to fuck them. I don't think I can do that." He told me.

"I don't see that you have a problem right now." I said as I glanced down
at his hard cock.

He saw me glance down and blushed. "No, it's not that." He said blushing
more. "I don't, I mean, I want to wait for that special one, you know,
like, you and Peter." He stammered out.

"That's awesome to hear Bobby." I smiled at him. "You do just what you
want. You're the one in charge. Maybe a good four handed sexy massage would
do you good." I suggested.

Bobby smiled back. "Thanks John, that's perfect." He said. "You know, there
has to be a female one of you out there for me." The boy giggled and shut
the door. "And no more watching!!" He yelled through the door laughing.

I went back to the study to find just Peter inside. "Where did Jason go?" I
asked my sexy boyfriend.

"He took off for home. We watched what you and Bobby talked about. I also
assured him that you aren't producing kiddie porn." Peter said. He got up
and walked towards me. "Now where were we a few minutes ago?" He bit into
my neck as he hugged me sending shivers clear down to my hardening dick.

I took Peters hand and practically dragged him into our bedroom. It was
time for our alone time.

After about a half an hour or so, after Peter and I each had a turn
draining our nuts in each other's ass, we heard splashing out in the pool.

Peter looked out our back window. "We have eight naked boys in our pool!
Wanna join `em?" As he smiled back at me.

I quickly grabbed Peter, slung him over my shoulders, and carried him out
into the hallway. "Ok let's go!" I yelled.

"No, no, no!" My boy giggled. "I was just kidding, not like this!" Giggled
Peter even more.

He was trying, sort of; to make me put him down. I didn't. Fortunately, all
the doors are open and we both flew into the pool together. Peter managed
to come up first and was ready for me when I did. He splashed me right when
I was trying to breathe in a breath of air. After coughing the water up, I
splashed him back. Soon the other eight boys joined in on our splash fight
and we had an all-way splash off going. After about 10 minutes of that, we
pooped out and were just floating in the water.

Will got out of the water and went to the mini fridge. "I'm going to get of
pop, anybody else want one?" He asked us. All five of us each said
yes. "Figures..." He muttered in that cute Aussy accent. He came back with
three. "There were only three in their John." He told me as he set them
down next to the pool.

"There's more in the fridge in the kitchen in the house." I told him. "I'll
get them." I started to say.

"Oh, no worries mate. I can manage." He walked into the kitchen. I went
back to floating.

A few minutes later. "John, John. There is a cop at your door." Will said
as he pointed back at the house. "He's asking for you." He added.

"Okay guys, just stay back here, I'll see what they want." I told him all,
a little worried. I remembered to grab some shorts that I had by the back
door before opening the front door.

I opened the front door to see a studley looking uniform police officer. We
both stared at each other before he spoke.

"I am Officer Tom Winslow. Are you John Marshall?" Officer Winslow asked.

"Yes? What can I do for you?" I answered.

"Well sir, your name came up for an emergency placement." He stated.

Emergency placement. "I don't know what you mean." I said.

"Yeah, I was told you may not remember. You signed up to be an emergency
foster parent. Normally somebody calls, but since you are just around the
corner..." The officer said.

"Oh, yeah. I remember now. It was a promotion, but I didn't think..." I
must've had a stricken look on my face.

"Well sir, if you don't want him, then we'll have to hold him till Monday."
The officer said.

"Where do you hold him?" I said, thinking that I knew the answer.

"We have a special cell that we use downtown." The officer said not looking
very happy.

"You lock them up? No, no, no. Of course this person can stay here." I said
forcefully.

"Good, thank you." Officer Winslow said smiling. "Ok, so, the boy's name is
Danny Brown. He's 14 years old. Just so you know a little bit of the
background, apparently the boy and his father had an argument and his
father threw him out. My partner and I found him walking along the
street. After questioning him, it was apparent that he was in some sort of
distress. He eventually told us what it was. We stayed with him while
another patrol unit checked out his story. According to the other officers,
it was clear that the boy was not safe to come back to the residence. Our
supervisors informed us to contact you. So if you don't mind can we bring
the boy in now?"

"You have the boy with you now?" I asked. "Of course you can bring him in
now."

Officer Winslow radios his partner who is waiting in the car with the
boy. I had Winslow step inside, a second later in walked Danny with the
other officer.

I was mostly sure, but until Danny walked in I wasn't positive, but he was
the boy on my computer. He looked scared and beaten down.

"Hello Danny, my name is John. Welcome to my home." I told the boy. "Why
don't you have a seat on the couch? Would you like something to drink?" I
asked him.

Danny could barely croak out that he would like a coke. I went off to the
kitchen to get him one; I also sneaked out back to let the other kids know
what was going on.

When I went out the back door to the pool all the boys had gotten out and
fortunately had put on some shorts. Peter was the first to speak up.

"What's going on?" Peter asked the obvious first question.

"Ok, here's the thing. A while ago I signed up to be a temporary emergency
foster home." I paused, "apparently, that time is now." I finished saying.

"You're going to have a foster kid stay here?" Joe said.

"Yes, and he's in the living room right now." I said to the group.

"What!" They all said back to me.

"Yeah, so do any of you happen to know Danny Brown?" I asked them.

"Dark-haired kid, around 13..." Rob said.

"Kind of pudgy?" Max asked.

"Asshole?" Yin said.

Everyone looked back at Yin, shocked that the gentle boy would say such a
thing.

"What?" Yin asked. "He try ripping me off once. I show him though; I gave
him egg foo yong in his face. He never try that again." The boy said with a
smug smile on his face.

"Well guys, he's in my house now as a guest. I hope that you can all put
your differences aside and make him feel welcome here, just like you feel
welcome here." I told them.

"No problem John. We'll treat him right." Joe said. "As long as he treats
us right." He added.

"Well, I do know...let me put it this way, he may not be who you think he
is." I told the group. "You guys stay out here for a little while, let me
get rid of the official people." I added.

"I'll go with you." Peter said standing up from his chair. I wanted to say
no but he was already inside.

I could hear Peter introducing himself to the officers and then to Danny as
I walked into the living room.

"I hear you're going to be staying here. John's a nice guy, he's pretty
smart too." Peter said to Danny.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Peter." I said laughing as I walked into
the room. "Maybe you can take Danny to one of the spare bedrooms. There's
three to choose from, and they're all probably dusty. So pick out the one
you want, and will get a crew in here to clean it up." I told Peter.

"Sure, come on Danny, I'll show you the rooms." Peter said as he smiled at
Danny.

After the boys left, I turned to the officers. "So, is there anything you
can tell me about his situation?" I asked them.

"Well, here's what we know," Officer Winslow started, "it seems his
father's computer was broken so he was using Danny's. Apparently..." The
officer stopped for a second and looked at his partner. His partner nodded
at him.

"How do you feel about homosexuals?" Winslow's partner asked.

I paused for a moment. Do I tell the truth, or lie. I told myself a long
time ago that I would not lie ever again about this. "I'll be honest with
you both; I have no problem with homosexuals because I am one myself." I
said.

Both men smiled. "Good," Winslow's partner said. "You see his father found
some rather revealing gay photos on the boy's computer."

"So he confronted Danny and threw his son out of the house." Winslow
finished saying.

"Son of a bitch." I muttered.

"Yeah, so anyway his father said, and I quote, you can keep the fuckin
faggot for all I care." Winslow said.

"Damn, I'm starting to feel like Carl." I told the two officers. Winslow's
partner smiled, but Winslow himself had a strange look on his face.

"Carl?" Winslow asked. "Is he another foster parent?"

"Yeah, he was mine. I owe him my life." I answered Winslow.

 "Would that have been Carl Miller?" Winslow asked.

"Yeah, that would've been him. Did you know him?" I said.

"Yeah I did, I lived with him for a short while." Winslow said. Just then,
Officer Tom Winslow got very excited. "Holy shit, you're the kid that moved
in right before I went back to my folks." He said excitedly.

"Tom, you're that Tom? Oh my god! How the hell have you been?" I asked him
just as excited.

"I've been doing great. I've been a police officer now for 5 years. But
I've only been back here in town for a month." Tom said. "So is Carl still
in town here?" He asked me.

"No, he died a few years ago." I told him.

"Damn, I should've kept in better touch. But, I was a teenager." Tom said
sadly.

"Well, he put me through college, and then he died and left me just about
everything." I said.

Just then, Peter came back down stairs and into the living room. "Danny
picked out the one on the end. It is kind of dusty." Peter told me.

"Peter, you remember me telling you about Carl?" I asked Peter. He nodded
yes. "Remember the part about Tom?" I said. Peter again nodded yes. "This
is Tom." I finished saying.

"Really? That is so cool!" Peter smiled at Tom. "Do you mind if I take your
pictures?" Peter asked the two officers. He raised his hand up to show the
camera.

"No go ahead." They both said.

"Cool." Peter said as he raised the camera and took a picture.

I noticed Tom suddenly get a funny look on his face. "That's an interesting
camera." He started saying. "It looks pretty old."

"Yeah, I think it is. I only just got it this spring. Actually, I bought
the trunk it was in." I answered Tom.

When I mentioned the trunk, his face went white. "Was this a trunk about so
big, and did it have a gold key?" Tom stammered out.

"Yeah...what's going on?" I squeaked out.

"I'm surprised Carl didn't tell you," Tom said as he looked in my face, "he
found you with that very camera."

"Oh my God..." I said.



THE END?



Ok well, maybe not quite.

That was the end of that part of my life. The next part of my life seemed
to go by fast. I guess it's true when they say that time flies when you're
having fun.

The first thing that happened was that the camera stopped working. I did
get an explanation. The computer program said that my time was up with the
camera. It did say that whatever pictures I had on my computer would
stay. However, I was to put the camera, the programming, and the original
soft drive back into the trunk and shut the lock. The instructions said
that I could get rid of it anyway I wanted. I decided to give it to the
local Goodwill.

Danny stayed with me for a while. He really liked the room he picked out. I
got the boys to give the room a complete cleaning the day he showed
up. Actually, Danny stayed for about nine months. He eventually was able to
move in with his boyfriend, Billy and his family. He would have moved in
sooner but it took that long for Billy's parents to be cleared to be foster
parents. The whole family couldn't have been happier.

Before Danny left, I had three other boys stay with me. One of them went
back with his family while the other two went into foster care.

Peter moved in. What more can I say. He had the blessing of his parents. We
couldn't be any happier. I did manage to sell my business. With that money,
I set up a foundation. The foundation helps disadvantaged youth, male and
female, gay or straight. I have my house that is for boys. The girls go
over to Jane Young's house. Jane had since gotten divorced and now she
works for my foundation. Bobby, her son, moved into my pool house.

Tom Winslow is still a police officer full-time. Part-time he and his life
partner also work for my foundation. They help with security and
counseling. His life partner, Jim, is a licensed social worker.

The gang has changed a little over the years. The older boys have gone off
to college, some in state and some out-of-state. I have helped all of them
in some way with their expenses. I am proud of all of them.

The high school where Peter goes to has also changed a little. He and his
friends set up a GSA club. I don't know how it happened, but this club has
the largest membership of all the school clubs.

On the fun side of things, for Christmas break I took the whole gang and
all the parents to Colorado and a fun ski trip. For spring break, it was
off to Hawaii. These trips were the first for many of the boys; it is also
a first for me. I've already got several trips planned for this summer.

This is hardly the end of my story. However, it is the end of this sorry.
The only thing left to say is that the camera is still out there, so if you
see something unexpected or somebody suddenly changes their opinion. Like
for instance, a politician changing from anti-gay to pro-gay, or maybe
against same-sex marriage to for same-sex marriage. Maybe the camera has
found another owner?

It has happened you know.



Thanks for reading, mistakes and all. Planning on a new story now. Keep an
eye out...