Date: Sat, 8 Dec 2007 17:20:09 +0000
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: 3 Cats and a Boy, Ch. 6

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3 Cats and a Boy

Chapter 6

I was looking at their letter and not believing what I was seeing. "This
can't be right."

He shook his head. "It's been signed by the school principle. I have no
reason to doubt it."

I slammed the paper down and walked over to the phone. "WELL I DO," I
screamed as I hit Jeff's speed dial number. "Jeff Morris please, Mike
Hollander calling and this is urgent."

I was put on hold and was doing a slow boil. "Hi Mike, what's?"

I didn't even let him finish. "Jeff, we got a major problem here."

"Calm down Mike," Jeff shouted back at me as I took a deep breath. "Now,
what's going on?"

I took another deep breath so I could tell Jeff what I'd read without going
ballistic in the process. "Well, according to Caleb's old school principle
he's dead."

Now I pulled the phone away from my ear quickly after telling Jeff. "HE'S
WHAT?"

Now he knew why I was so upset. "I didn't stutter Jeff. According to his
school, he's dead."

I could hear him cussing up a blue streak on the other end of the
phone. "Is Robert still there?"

"Yeah, he's still here," I said looking at him. "Would you like to speak
with him?"

He'd calmed down, well a little. "Yes I would."

I handed him the phone. "Jeff would like to have a word with you."

Now Robert was cautious when he put the phone up to his ear. "Yes Jeff,
this is Robert."

"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?" I heard him shout into the phone.

Poor Robert was holding the phone at arms length and shaking his
head. "Jeff, what was I supposed to believe?"

It was at this point I decided to put the call on the speaker. "Did you
have them send you the records?"

I saw a look come on Robert's face that gave me the answer. "Well no, not
considering what the letter had said."

"Robert, I don't ever believe someone is dead even when I'm holding a death
certificate. I want you to get those school records."

He was shaking his head. "Jeff, I have no reason to. My boss is up in arms
over this. He's looking to have this boy removed."

Now my ass just sucked wind when I heard that. Then a voice said, "Who
wants me removed?"

Caleb was standing there with a towel around his swimming trunks. I was
about to answer him when Jeff spoke. "Robert, I'm going to go over your
boss' head. I'm going to contact Judge William Clark from the Family Court
and ask for an emergency hearing. That letter is not solid proof of
anyone's death. Mike, I'll be calling you back in a few minutes."

Caleb's face showed confusion then fear. "Mike, what's going on here?"

I walked over to him and put my arms around him. "Well son, it seems your
old school seems to think you're dead."

I pulled my head back quickly. "I'M WHAT?"

I kissed him on the nose. "That's what I said son. Your old school, for
some reason, told Mr. Hampton here you're dead."

"That's," he started saying then broke down in tears.

I looked over to Robert. "I hope you're happy man. You've done one piss
poor job on this one. If I had been you, I would have demanded those
records. There had to be something in there."

"Now see here," he said in a surly tome just as the phone rang.

I pushed the speaker button. "Hello, Mike Hollander here."

"Mike, this is Jeff," he replied talking quickly. "I need you, Caleb and
Robert down at the Court House as quick as you can get here."

Robert stepped up and he didn't look pleased. "Now see here Jeff."

Jeff was not in the mood. "You'd better stuff it Robert, Judge Clark isn't
to happy right now so if you know what's good for you, you'll be there."

I giggled then stared at Robert. "OK Jeff, I have to get changed then we're
on our way. You have my cell number, don't you?"

"Yes I do Mike," he replied. "I'll see you at the Courthouse."

I took Caleb with me as we headed down the hall. Caleb looked over his
shoulder and Robert was following. "I don't need help getting changed."

I turned around and Robert stopped in his tracks. "You can stay out in the
living room."

Caleb went into his room and closed the door so he could change while I
went into my room. I quickly washed up and put on a fresh shirt and tie. I
went back out to the living room and Robert was glaring at Caleb's closed
door. "I don't like this Mr. Hollander. I'm leaning on supporting my boss
on removing the boy from your custody."

I just stared at him. "Based on 1 piece of paper? Did you see anything
else? No, your own words have supported that so you have no proof."

Caleb came out of his room then we headed for the garage. Robert left and I
was right behind him. I opened the gate for him then had to open it again
for me. It took about 30 minutes to get into town and another 15 minutes to
get to court. We were pulling into the parking lot when my cell phone went
off. "Mike Hollander."

"Where are you Mike?"

It was Jeff. "I'm pulling into the parking lot as we speak."

I closed the phone then found a place to park. Caleb and I were walking to
the building when we saw Jeff. Caleb ran over to him. "I'm alive Jeff, I'm
standing right here."

Jeff wrapped his arm around the boy and led him towards the courthouse. "I
know you are kiddo. That's why I've asked for this hearing. There are a lot
of questions that need answers."

We entered a court room and a man all but ran towards Jeff. "I'll take the
boy right now."

I managed to get in between them then stared at him. "I don't think so."

Jeff moved Caleb to a seat inside the rail then turned towards the
man. "There is a court order in place stating Mike Hollander is his legal
guardian. That order has yet to be changed. Until it is, he stays right
here."

"We'll see about that."

Just then a voice boomed. "All rise, Judge Clark's court is now in
session."

We stood as a middle aged man came storming out of his chambers. I could
tell this man was not happy. He took his seat then banged his gavel. "Be
seated. Alright Mr. Morris, what is this emergency?"

Just then a man stood up. "Your Honor, I'm David Wells, Director of DCF."

Judge Clark stared at the man. "I know very well who you are Mr. Wells and
I don't recall talking to you."

"Your Honor, DCF wishes to terminate the placement of the minor child with
Mr. Hollander."

Judge Clark banged his gavel. "Be seated Mr. Wells and do not speak again
unless I talk to you. Do we understand each other?"

The man sank into his seat. "Yes Your Honor."

Jeff stood facing Judge Clark. "Your Honor, DCF worker Robert Hampton
contacted Caleb Myers old school in order to get the boy's records. Rather
than get them, someone claiming to be the school's principle sent him a two
sentence letter claiming the child is dead. Now, based on this information,
DCF wants to remove the child."

Judge Clark looked over to Robert and Mr. Wells. "What does DCF propose
doing with the child?"

Mr. Wells stood. "We're going to place him in a locked, secure group home
until our investigation is complete."

"Until your investigation is complete?" The Judge fired back. "Why didn't
Mr. Hampton contact the school by phone or the school board?"

Mr. Wells started to answer when Judge Clark started shaking his
head. Robert then stood. "Your Honor, I didn't see why the school principle
would lie."

"Maybe not Mr. Hampton," the judge started. "But before I make any ruling,
I want more proof. Now, has DCF requested the child's records?"

Robert and Wells just stared at each other. Jeff got the Judge's
attention. "Your Honor, there are more unanswered questions than just
this," Jeff said approaching the bench. "Here is the report from a Private
Investigator I hired to look into the boy's former residence."

Judge Clark looked at the report then looked up at Robert and Wells. "Does
DCF know about this report?"

"No Your Honor," Wells said standing up.

"Yes Your Honor," Jeff countered. "I told Mr. Hampton my PI's preliminary
report the day he came out to talk with Mr. Hollander and Caleb."

"Is this true?" the judge asked.

Robert stood and I could tell he was nervous. "Yes Your
Honor. Mr. Jefferies gave me that information and it did concern me."

"So are you going to take the word of a 2 sentence letter and say the kid
is dead with no other proof, like a death certificate?"

Robert just stood there then David Wells stood. "That report of his PI is
self serving."

"Self serving?" Judge Clark bellowed. "It's pretty damning to me
Mr. Wells. Now, here is what I'm going to do. First, Caleb Myers will
remain in the custody of Dr. Mike Hollander and if DCF tries to interfere
the both of you will have a new address. Next, I'm issuing a subpoena to
the State Department of Education and to his former school for the school
records of Caleb Myers.  Now, when I get these records, there will be a
birth certificate in there. Caleb, by chance did your mother ever tell you
where you were born?"

Caleb looked over to me then at the judge. "Umm, I remember hearing her say
Mercy Hospital but I don't know if that is where I was born."

Judge Clark was busy writing. "Thank you Caleb. Personally, I believe you
are who you say you are but we do need to find out what is going on here. I
know you're just as confused as we are but we will get to the bottom of
this. If your parents are in any way behind this, they will be held
accountable. Mr. Wells, you are ordered to turn over the file DCF has on
Caleb to the clerk of this court. The court will supervise Caleb Myers from
here on out. The court is now adjourned."

We stood as the judge left the bench to return to his chambers then Wells
got cocky "I'll do no such thing."

The Judge stopped then came over towards him. The jurist got nose to nose
with the man. "You what?"

Robert reached into his briefcase. "Here is the file Your Honor."

The Judge took the file and stormed towards his chambers. David was
glaring. "You think you're real smart don't you?"

Robert shook his head. "Oh shut up David. As soon as you saw that letter
you've been hell bent and determined to put this boy into a group
home. Jeff, I should have called that school and talked with someone. Now I
really wish I had."

David turned and stared at Robert. "If you had, I'd have fired you."

Jeff slammed the lid down on his briefcase. "If you had, I would have had a
law suit filed against your office so fast it would have made your head
spin. Robert cares about the kids and the procedures. Now, if I were you, I
wouldn't even think about trying to terminate him."

I took Caleb's hand and we walked out of the courtroom. "Now what Mike?"

Jeff came up and put his hand on Caleb's shoulder. "Now we wait until Judge
Clark gets your school records. I'm very interested to see what all is in
there."

"Why?" Caleb asked.

I knelt in front of him. "Son, someone told the school you're dead and I am
curious as to who and why. The why, I think I already know."

"Why Mike?" Caleb asked as his eyes started to water.

I drew him close into a hug. "That way when they abandoned you, finding out
who you are and getting you back into school would be very hard."

Caleb was really crying now. "U you mean they didn't want me any more?"

I picked him up and carried him as we headed to the truck. "I can't answer
that but you know you're wanted now son."

He looked at me and smiled when he heard that. "Yeah, that I am Mike and
I'm glad it's you who wants me."

Jeff stopped at the Yukon and he and I were talking when Mr. Wells and
Robert came out of the courthouse. "I wonder what's going on between those
two?"

Jeff shook his head as Robert approached. "God David is such a prick
today. I'm glad Judge Clark took your case Mike, David seems to think
you're not good enough to raise Caleb."

Caleb almost had a fit when he heard that. "Mike's NOT good enough. I knew
kids at school who had just one parent and they did alright."

Robert ruffled the boy's hair. "Caleb, a lot of kids today are being raised
by single and divorced parents. We have a number of single foster parents."

Jeff jumped on that. "All women, I bet?"

Robert looked at the ground as he nodded his head. "I'm afraid so."

I could tell he was perturbed. "You mean you'd have no problem putting a
girl in with a single woman but having a boy placed with a single male is
out of the question?"

Robert got a little defensive. "Hey Jeff, I don't make the rules. I did
place two teens with James but..."

"But it wasn't your first choice," Jeff finished. "I remember those
cases. No one wanted to foster those boys but James did AND he turned their
lives around."

Robert nodded in agreement. "I know Jeff and the Director at the time kept
very close tabs on the boys too."

Jeff shook his head. "I can't believe after the successes you've had, why
your department is still so against men fostering. By your own admissions
you're discriminating."

Robert smiled. "I know and I don't like it. Maybe someone will force the
issue."

Now I knew where this was heading but I did not want to be a test
case. "Robert, Judge Clark's court has Caleb's case now and I'm sure when
the dust settles, he'll let Caleb remain in my care. As far as adopting him
goes, we haven't thought that far."

Robert smiled. "Well, you won't get any objections from me Jeff. I do care
about the kids and since Caleb is 15, his wishes will carry a lot of
weight. Thanks for running interference with David. I think your comment
about a law suit cooled his jets. I better get back to the office. I'll see
you all later."

Caleb and I left the courthouse and headed home. As soon as I pulled onto
the property Raj was by the front gate and he let us know he was hungry. I
headed for the house and was almost to the door. "Hey Mike, Chaka and
Sultan are doing it."

I froze in my tracks. "They're doing what?"

Caleb giggled. "You know, they're doing it, the dirty deed."

I turned around and walked over to him giggling. "I'll be damned son, it
looks like Chaka is back in season. We're going to have to keep Raj out of
there or Sultan might see him as a threat to Chaka and could hurt him."

We watched until they were done mating. I put Raj into the other cage while
Caleb went to feed them then I thought about dinner. "Caleb, is there
anything in particular you'd like for dinner?"

He set the food bowls down then came over giving me a lecherous grin. He
wrapped his arms around my butt and pulled my waist against his
chest. "I'll have a little of this and some cream for desert."

I giggled at that as I bent down and picked him up. "I've created a little
sex monster."

Caleb leaned in and kissed me passionately. "No you didn't love, I've
always been a little sex monster."

I kissed his nose then set him down. "Well sex isn't exactly nourishing
love so what would you like for dinner?"

He thought for a minute then the teenager came out. "How about a frozen
pizza?"

I nodded my head then went inside to get the oven preheating while Caleb
finished feeding the cats. 30 minutes later we were dining on a pepperoni
pizza with extra cheese. After dinner, Caleb headed towards his room then
came back naked. I was wondering if he had desert on his mind. "Mike, can
we shower together?"

He hadn't had a chance to get the chlorine off from his morning swim. "Sure
love, let's go."

We headed into my room and Caleb got the water running. He came into the
bedroom just as I'd stripped. "God Mike, your butt looks wonderful."

I was still getting used to hearing compliments about my body and it did
make me feel good. I went over and scooped him up into my arms holding him
like a baby. "Your butt looks pretty good too baby."

I carried him into the bathroom then set him down so we could get into the
shower. I got the shampoo and started washing Caleb's hair. He stuck his
head under the water as I rinsed the soap out. I gave him another washing
then used my conditioner on it. After I was done there, Caleb wanted to
wash my hair so I let him. After he rinsed and conditioned my hair he got
the soap and gave me one hell of a sensuous shower. When he washed my
chest, he paid extra attention to my nipples and soon I was hard as a
rock. He looked at me smiling. "Did I do that?"

He quickly finished washing me, saving the best parts for last. I felt his
hand on my ass then his fingers slipped in between my cheeks finding my
hole. Caleb was not the least bit shy and I felt 2 fingers slip inside my
hole hitting my prostate. I let out a soft moan as he continued rubbing my
love nut. I didn't really want to cum in the shower. "If you keep that up,
I'm going to blow right here."

Caleb slowly slid his fingers out of my ass then washed my dick and
balls. I got under the water and rinsed my front off as Caleb did my
back. Then it was my turn. I gave him the same treatment and when I got to
his ass, I gently washed around his hole but I felt Caleb push backwards
causing my finger to slip inside a little. I didn't want to hurt him so I
stopped. "Don't stop Mike."

I didn't want the soap drying in his hole so I slid my finger out and
rinsed him off.  "I have something that's better if you're really serious."

He smiled at me and nodded his head. "I am serious love. Glen fingered me
and it would feel so good when I came."

I got him rinsed off and dried then I carried him to my room. I reached
into my nightstand and handed him my bottle of Wet. He put some onto his
fingers then pulled his legs up working the lube around his hole. After
several minutes, Caleb slipped his middle finger inside and started fucking
himself. I could see his dick was like a nail then he looked up at me. "Can
you do this lover?"

To be continued