Date: Mon, 3 Mar 2014 10:39:35 -0800 (PST) From: Harrison Westbourne <harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com> Subject: WESTBRIDGE SPIRIT: CHAPTER 14 I thank you for your continued interest in my stories. This is the fourteenth installment of WESTBRIDGE SPIRIT. Please continue to look for more chapters of this tale to come. Thank you for your interest and support. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a fantasy involving consensual gay sex between young men and older men, as well as love among men, and some paranormal activity. The people in the story do not use protection because diseases do not exist here. In real life, PLEASE ALWAYS USE PROTECTION WHEN ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY. Also, if this sort of material offends you, is illegal where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, PLEASE LEAVE THIS SITE NOW! This story is copyrighted by Harrison Westbourne. It can ONLY be downloaded for personal enjoyment, NOT for republication or sale and distribution. If you wish to provide feedback, comments, or suggestions, please feel free to contact me, using the story title as the subject line, using the email address: harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com In order to keep this site free, please consider a donation by using this code: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy this story please visit my other stories: INCEST / DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/daryls-enlightenment/ ADULT YOUTH / THE RUNAWAY AND THE DRAG QUEEN http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-runaway-and-the-drag-queen COLLEGE / HUMAN BIIOLOGY IN THE GREENHOUSE http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/human-biology-in-the-greenhouse Brief Recap of Chapter 13 of WESTBRIDGE SPIRIT I tried to remain calm as I drove but my anger and fear was rising. How dare whatever it was to attack my innocent children. My family should have been safe in our home, not be afraid or in danger. Luckily, the rain stopped just as I approached the state border but something didn't feel quite right. Pulling over near Rockford, I filled the car with gas, picked up some chocolate to munch and called to let Richard know were I was. Getting back on the road, the car seemed sluggish and hard to manage. The closer to the city I got, it became more difficult to control the vehicle. I was sliding on dry pavement and swerving without touching the wheel. Turning off the expressway towards my home, the brakes failed causing a severe slide and spin. The last thing I remember was the sound of the windshield breaking and the airbag exploding. WESTBRIDGE SPIRIT: CHAPTER FOURTEEN (14) I awoke in a haze and found myself floating in a brilliant white light. My body didn't hurt even though I had a memory of the accident. In the background, I could faintly hear people talking and machines beeping. The light was so bright that I could not even see anything. I closed my eyes against the brightness and let my body relax. That's when the dream tale continued. Geoffrey fell asleep, exhausted from crying over Quinn. His wife, Sarah, came into the room and put a quilt over the drowsing form. She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead before quietly heading out to her own room. Several hours later, Geoffrey awoke and nervously looked around at the strange surroundings. He got up and removed his traveling clothes before returning to finish his sleep. At daybreak, his new valet, Edwin Hoffman, entered the chamber to open the draperies and help Geoffrey dress for breakfast. He politely roused his new master and helped him prepare for the day. Once finished, he left to attend to other matters. Geoffrey put away his small portrait of Quinn in the bedside table before heading down to eat. Sarah was waiting for him before starting to serve herself. They had a buffet style meal and chatted about what needed to be done today. When they finished their meal, they left to began taking care of the necessary errands. Saran had to interview additional household staff since they only had his valet and her personal maid, Abigail Wells. Geoffrey had to see his solicitor to finalize the deed to the house and establish the requisite lines of credit. He wished his wife well before entering a hansom cab to his appointment. Nervously, he twisted his wedding ring and gnashed his teeth. Arriving at his destination, he entered the imposing building and found the appropriate office. Informing the young clerk at the desk of his name, he was asked to wait one moment. Shortly thereafter, the clerk opened the inner door and ushered Geoffrey inside. His solicitor, Arthur Latham, rose and greeted him with a firm handshake. He was a tall man of about 50 with salt-and-pepper hair and a neatly trimmed beard. Pulling out a thick, brown satchel, he retrieved the paperwork for the house and explained the details before asking if Geoffrey had any questions. Geoffrey had none so he was instructed to sign in several places. With the deed now secured, the next order of business was contact information for the various lines of credit. These included various food shops, clothiers, physicians, and other assorted businesses. Asking a few questions about banking matters and preparing his will, Geoffrey concluded his meeting, setting up a future appointment. Rising and shaking hands again, he left to attend to the letters of credit. Completing those tasks quickly, he stopped at a local pub for some libation before returning home He returned home to give his wife the information about the results of his meeting. They sat in the front parlor as he relayed the conversation and gave her the contact information she would require to properly run the home. Sarah replied that she only needed to find a proper gardener to complete the staff. He kissed he gently on the cheek before heading upstairs to change into a fresh suit where he found Edwin was waiting for him and assisted him in donning his informal lounging suit. Geoffrey then went to the library to write a couple of letters before it was time for luncheon. This meal was served properly as they continued to review the activities of the day. He did care for Sarah and hoped to be able to make her happy. She knew and understood his love for Quinn as she had once had a similar affair. Sarah was also leaving an unsafe past so this relationship worked for both of them. They had made plans to attempt to produce a family to perpetuate the image of a normal marriage. As I watched them conversing, I heard my name called softly. Opening my eyes slowly, I saw the handsome face of the man I loved, Richard, staring down at me. It was clearly evident that he had spent serious time by my bedside. Smiling up at him, he kissed me and squeezed my hand. He helped me take a small sip of water before I asked him what happened. Richard relayed the details of the accident but I could sense he was withholding something. I asked what day it was and received a shocking reply. Apparently, I had been unconscious for over two weeks. None of my injuries were that serious but I couldn't be roused. Richard proudly stated that he hadn't left my side for more than bathroom breaks. I smiled and gripped his hand. Asking about the boys, he said they were doing well but were staying with Uncle Walter until our apartment could be made safe. He promised to have them visit after school. I could see the concern in his face as tears flowed down his cheeks. "I though I was losing you." Richard began. "The doctors didn't know why you were unresponsive since there was no evidence of a head injury." Speaking slowly, I said, "I was trapped in another dream. This one was longer than the others." I related the minutia of the dream and was becoming quite tired. Richard could sense my growing fatigue and encouraged me to rest. To help me relax, he began singing our song, "Forever Love," in a soft baritone. No one could ever say he had a good voice but it was a sweet gesture anyway. Quickly falling asleep, I thought I might dream but my mind must have been over tired. As I rested, Richard took a quick shower and changed his wrinkled clothes before calling Frank to have him bring the kids for a visit. He then phoned in a food delivery before returning to the seat by my bed. When his meal arrived, he paid and sat to eat watching me sleep the entire time. Turning on his laptop, he finished some paperwork and played a few online card games to occupy his time. I woke up and once again needed some water before speaking. Being hungry, Richard called the nurse to request my liquid meal. Helping me to sit up, he tenderly fed me soup, juice and raspberry sherbet. It was so incredibly romantic to be taken care of by the one I love. Richard was the center of my universe and made my life better. He was gentle and made certain that I didn't attempt to eat too much since it had been a long time. About an hour later, Frank knocked on the door to let us know they had arrived. Even though the room was large, Richard only allowed one of them to visit at a time while he watched over me. Patrick was the first to come and sit by my side. He kissed my hand and almost started to cry. I smiled and began chatting about how his schoolwork was going. Patrick said his grades were good, as usual, before commenting on how much safer he felt with Frank. Knowing how in love they were was a great comfort to me. I knew that he would be cared for if anything happened to me. Next to be brought in was Campbell, clutching Collin`s hand. As his escort left the room, he looked scared with all the machines around me until I softly called his name and told him to sit on the edge of my bed. Gently, he hugged me and started to rattle off every little detail of the past few days. I smiled and tried to grasp what he was saying. His pure excitement at seeing me was refreshing since he didn't seem as upset or phased by my situation. Kissing him on the cheek, I asked to see his brother Kyle. Collin ushered the older boy inside before discretely taking a protective position in the far corner. Kyle spoke softly and seemed fascinated with all the machines and tubes. I answered what I could and talked about his classes. He was enjoying school and made a couple of friends. Asking when I would come home, I had to be honest and tell him I didn't know. Kyle looked as if he was going to cry so I gave him a tender hug before asking to speak with Collin alone. Richard led him out to his brother, leaving the two of us alone. Collin appeared nervous as I asked him to take a seat. As he stared at his hands, I asked, quite bluntly, if he intended to remain working for us. Knowing about the attacks he had witnessed, I was concerned that the two young brothers would be left without someone they trusted, Collin immediately shook his head and proudly indicated that he didn't dare leave the boys unchaperoned. He told me how much he cared about them and their safety. Collin did indicate that Kyle was having the hardest time coping with the recent events more than the others but he didn't seem to know why. It made me extremely proud and even suspect that he may have had a small crush on Kyle. I could tell he was being especially protective over him and mentioning his name much more often. Thanking him for his loyalty, I inquired as to how he was handling these events. He explained that it was upsetting but he planned to help all of us to deal with whatever was occurring. Collin clearly displayed his concern for Kyle. I asked to speak with Frank next. Entering the room, Frank walked over and grabbed my hand before taking a chair. He explained that Patrick was experiencing nightmares from his attack and the fear for his brothers. I asked if he was seeing anyone and was assured that a therapist was counseling the entire family. He said that there had been calls from both Ace and Conrad but they were appraised of the current situation. Once I was back home, we would be able to meet with them to go over their findings. Frank then became more nervous than I ever recall him being. Pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket, he showed me a gold ring with a small blue topaz stone. With his voice cracking, he asked for permission to propose to Patrick once I was back home. Frank explained that recent events made him decide not to waste time over important decisions. With tears in my eyes, I hugged him and told him emphatically that he had my permission. Richard had already expressed his support but felt mine was more critical for this engagement. I thanked him for being so supportive and concerned about my feelings and hoped we could do that soon. He then suggested taking the boys back home since they all had some work to finish. I wished him well and waited as Richard came back, smiling broadly having known what was being discussed. "Are you surprised?" he asked. "I was thrilled but wanted you to have your input as well." I smiled and replied, "They make a good couple and I feel better knowing their future seems bright." The next few days dragged on like molasses in January. There were more tests to confirm my injuries were healing properly. No indication or cause for my prolonged coma could be determined. After establishing a physical therapy schedule and arranging for a visiting home nurse, I was discharged into the waiting arms of my family. Uncles Walter and Oliver made the event into quite a spectacle. I entered their home to find almost everyone I cared about, including Maybrook. Mom was in tears as she gingerly took me in her arms to thank God for saving me. The evening was joyous but Richard made certain in was also not overtaxing for me. After a small meal and some reminiscing, he determined that I was becoming tired so called for an end to the festivities. Everyone seemed to understand and they politely bid their farewells. With Frank helping Richard to get me into bed, the children came in to kiss me before heading off to their beds. He was going to sleep on the small sofa in the room when I asked him to hold me. It had been almost a month since I last felt those strong arms safely encircling me. He undressed and crawled carefully behind me. Tenderly, he took me in his arms and we drifted into my first real good night of sleep in a long time. MAYBROOK The phone call couldn't have come at a worse time for me. My nerves were already frazzled due to so many freak occurrences around the manor. Plates had been shattered in the china hutch, carpeting had been ripped from the stairs, and several beds were found stripped of the linens. The temporary staff refused to work in certain rooms alone due to uneasy sensations and odd noises. I had no way of explaining these things so I assigned them in pairs. Just before Phillip's accident, I had been suffering for several days with an extremely painful migraine headache. My doctor ran a complete series of tests but could find no direct cause. The medication he had prescribed did not seem to be providing any relief at all. That evening when the call came, I had gotten ill after eating and knew deep down that something was about to happen. Without even being asked, I arranged for a security detail to watch the manor and immediately obtained a flight to Chicago. I was a nervous wreck throughout the flight and was never more happy to get off a plane. Frank met me at baggage claim and filled me in on Phillip's current condition. Driving directly to the hospital, I found my entire family gathered together in the small chapel praying for his recovery They were pleased to see me and Richard took me to visit with Phillip. He was so frail and vulnerable lying in that hospital bed with wires and tubes everywhere. I talked to him and assured him that I would stay until he was back with the rest of his family. TO BE CONTINUED... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy this story please visit my other stories: INCEST / DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/daryls-enlightenment/ ADULT YOUTH / THE RUNAWAY AND THE DRAG QUEEN http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-runaway-and-the-drag-queen COLLEGE / HUMAN BIIOLOGY IN THE GREENHOUSE http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/human-biology-in-the-greenhouse