Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:59:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons  Chapter Sixty-Three

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Chapter Sixty-Three: New Horizons


Daniel woke early Sunday morning.  It wasn't one of those times where you
wake, roll over and go back to sleep.  It was one of those mornings where
you woke and knew that there was no going back to sleep.  Looking out the
window Daniel could see it was barely daylight; streaks running through the
sky said the sun would be coming up, soon.  On mornings like this, Daniel
enjoyed going for a quiet walk to enjoy the things around him.  It was nice
to stand off to the side, unnoticed, and watch the compound come to life.
He looked over to the bed on the other side of the room.  It was empty, but
he looked anyway.  Michael was pulling extra duty at the hospital, mostly
because of the storms that had been coming through and all the emergencies.
Daniel thought it was interesting that the storms rarely threatened Fort
Ogden, except for a swollen stream or river; they always passed well to the
north.

Daniel treated himself to a hot shower and a quick shave.  Dressing in
fresh jeans and sneakers, he grabbed a pullover but gave in to an urge not
to put it on just yet.  Sometimes, walking outside and feeling the fresh
air gently blow across his skin felt good and he indulged himself.  Often,
he would be tempted to walk out bare-chested, but put on his shirt to hide
the scars on his back.  The boys had all seen his back and knew what
happened, but there was no need to remind them of the dark side too often.
As he walked out to enjoy the morning, a few of the boys were exiting the
dorms and headed to the kitchen.  These were the boys on kp duty that day.
As the boys spotted Daniel, they waved or called out to him.  He always
made sure to acknowledge each boy.  When he approached the mess hall, one
of the boys came out with a cup of hot, fresh coffee for him.  Daniel
appreciated the fact that the boys knew he enjoyed his morning coffee and
they cared enough to bring it to him without being asked.

Fall was in the air.  At least, fall as far as anyone in that part of
Florida knew it.  While it may have felt a little cooler, it wasn't.  The
temperature didn't drop, but the humidity did, removing the stifling
blanket of heat they had endured through the summer.  Interestingly, not
one of the boys had said anything about the change in temperature other
than to say it felt good.  Sometimes, a new boy would ask if it got cold in
the winter and was always relieved when he heard that the mean temperature
was in the upper seventies to lower eighties.  Daniel always smiled to
himself when he heard a couple of the boys talking amongst themselves.
When you ran around naked all the time, the temperature was a legitimate
concern.  Daniel made a mental note to ask Rick about the boilers and
availability of heat if it was ever needed.

Daniel strolled over to the basketball court and just stood, drinking his
fresh coffee and watching the sky lighten up.  There was always something
special, almost magical, about the way the sky lighten with streaks of deep
lavender that gradually turned into a right pink.  Nature could put on a
show that man's imagination could never match.  As he stood there admiring
the sky and looking around at the gardens and grove, he noticed a pair of
feet extending out behind the administration building.  Daniel walked over
to investigate.

"Jeremy?  Is that you?  Are you alright?"  Daniel asked, concerned why the
boy would be out, sitting behind the building, at this time of day.

"Yes, sir, it's me."  Daniel quickly jumped to his feet and faced Daniel.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I was doing something wrong."

"You're not doing anything wrong, Jeremy."  Daniel answered slowly and
quietly to be sure the boy remained calm and relaxed.  "It's just that we
aren't accustomed to seeing any of the boys out here at this time of day
unless they have kp duty.  Why are you out here?"  Daniel placed an arm
around the boy's shoulder to make him feel more secure.

"You might think it's kinda silly or stupid." Jeremy answered hesitantly.

"There's no such thing if it means something to you."

"Actually, since we got here, I been coming out in the early morning when
it was still dark.  Usually, I like to lay on the diving board and watch
the sky.  Sometimes, when the moon is out and there's clouds in the sky,
the light from the moon will make different outlines.  I like to look and
see the different shapes as they float across.  Depending on the cloud,
sometimes you can see a horse or a dog.  Once I imagined I was watching a
man riding a horse across the sky."

"Have you been doing it just since you got here?"

"Uh-uh.  I did it at Ms. Linda's and Mr. Arthur's too.  It was easy to get
up and just walk out on the patio.  That's where I first started doing it.
They didn't know."  Jeremy looked down and paused, then continued.  "Are
you gonna tell 'em?"

"Jeremy, is there some reason you don't want them to know?  Understand,
there's nothing wrong with what you're doing.  Actually, I think it sounds
nice.  That's why I'm out here too, to watch nature.  Seeing a whole new
day unfold seems kind of special."

Man and boy stood watching the day become brighter as the suns rays colored
the sky.  Jeremy moved to lean back into Daniel with Daniel's hand and arm
draped over his chest.  They stood together and watched the bright orange
ball break over the horizon and gradually make its ascent.  As the sun
rose, its color changed from a glowing orange to a bright yellow,
eventually it would become too bright for them to look directly at it.

"When I was a pleasure boy I never got to do this.  Before I was a slave I
used to sit on my bed and look out the window and watch the sun come up.
I've always liked it.  When I was a whore they made me work most of the
night.  If I saw the day break it was on the way to my cage and bed after
being used all night.  Then, I was too tired to care."  Jeremy felt the
man's hands rub across his chest.  It was a gentle rub that conveyed
caring, not lust; it conveyed a sense of trust, not abuse.

"Jeremy, I just heard you do something I don't ever want you to do again."
Daniel spoke softly and slowly so the boy wouldn't think he was in any
trouble.  "You just put yourself down.  You said you were a whore.  You
were never a whore.  You were a slave boy doing what his master said; doing
what you needed to do to survive.  Don't ever be ashamed of that; be proud
that you were strong enough to survive."  Again, the two stood quietly
until Jeremy broke the silence.

"Mr. Dan'l, I don't know what to do."  Emotion was evident in Jeremy's
voice.  Daniel didn't want to rush the boy, he continued to hold him and
let him decide when to continue.  "The boys here, they been nice to me and
all.  Sometimes they do things and they invite me to be with 'em, but I'm
afraid.  But I'm not sure what I'm afraid of . . .you know what I mean?"

Daniel gave the boy a little hug, then took his hand and led him over to a
large tree.  Daniel wanted to be somewhere where they would be a little
secluded from the other boys that would soon be coming out.  Daniel sat
down and leaned against the tree.  Jeremy, at first sat in front of Daniel,
but then moved to sit between his legs and lean back against the man.

"When my second master took me home and then led me inside his house, he
touched me.  When he did I yelped and jumped back from him.  As a slave I
think you know what kind of punishment I could have expected from that.
Instead, he told me to stand still and lifted the tunic I was wearing.
When he saw that I had been beaten, and I mean beaten to the point the skin
was broken and I was bleeding, he got mad.  He left me standing there while
he left the room.  I thought he was mad at me and was getting something to
beat me more.  I was afraid, but at the same time I didn't care.  My first
master had beat me so much there was nothing left inside.  I learned that
pain was to be my constant companion and I had no right to expect anything
different."

"In your case, I think you had accepted that being a pleasure boy was all
your life was going to be and you couldn't expect any more.  People in that
position, who have that mind set, convince themselves not to expect more,
that way they are never disappointed.  You get used to the same routine day
after day.  If someone changes that routine you might be afraid.  Do you
know why?"  Jeremy shook his head.  "You become afraid because you don't
know what to expect; it's different; it's the unknown."

"Jeremy, can you tell me what you were thinking a few weeks ago when they
took you to the auction house?  Can you remember what you felt then?"

"Yeah.  I was scared."  Jeremy paused and took a deep breath before he
continued.  "I guess it was like you said.  I didn't know what was going to
happen to me.  A couple days before they took me away my master said I was
a worn-out pussy and he was gonna get rid of me.  I didn't know what he
meant, but I knew it wasn't good.  When they put me in the warehouse, still
in my cage, I figured it was over and I was gonna die.  Ya know what?  I
didn't care.  There was lots of nights I wished I would die, but I didn't;
now, I'm glad."

"You know what?"  Daniel repeated back to the boy, "I'm glad that you're
glad that you didn't die.  There's a lot of people who think that would
really be sad.  There's a lot of people that think you're real special.
Did you know that?"

"Noooo." Jeremy replied, deep in thought.  "'Cept for Ms. Linda and
Mr. Arthur."

"What about me?  What about Derek and Ted and the other boys you've met
around here?  I'll let you in on a little secret.  There's lots and lots of
boys around, and their families too, that are real happy that Boy 32065 was
there.  You are the boy in the law suit that caused the courts to issue an
order stopping the authorities from enslaving other boys like happened to
you.  There's five of them right here in camp."

"Any boy could'a done that."

"No, not just any boy could do that.  It took a special boy with a special
set of circumstances to be in the right place at the right time.  You are
that special boy."  Daniel gave Jeremy a hug and Jeremy turned around and
smiled.  Then, he again became very serious.

"I met one of 'em; actually, he found me.  He said his name's Jo-Jo and
he's 'bout my age, I guess..  We were over at the volleyball court and this
kid walked up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.  I didn't know he
was there and when he touched me I jumped.  When I turned around and looked
at 'im he said he was sorry he scared me, but he wanted to tell me thanks.
When I asked 'im why he said one of the other kids told him who I was.  He
said the police took his dad and said they were takin' their home.  One day
they just showed up and put cuffs on his dad and on him.  They put 'em in
different vans and he had'n seen his dad since.  He didn't know what was
gonna happen to 'im until he got to the shelter and some other boys told
him where they were."  Jeremy fell silent and just looked straight ahead.
Daniel knew he tried to avoid crying.

"I asked 'im 'bout his mom and he said she died from cancer a few months
back.  That was why they owed so much money.  The insurance didn't pay all
the bills."  Again, Jeremy fell quiet for a couple of minutes.  "Daniel, it
sucks . . . it really sucks."

"Hey, kiddo.  Don't be sad.  I know it's rough, but instead of being sad,
be happy that Jo- Jo wasn't made a slave; he's here instead.  If you think
you might want to help him some, why don't you talk to him.  Find out if he
has some family we can contact that's willing to take him in.  We tried
with all the boys we brought in.  Most of the boys have been returned to
family, but evidently we haven't had much luck with Jo-Jo."

'Do you think I can really help him?"  Daniel smiled and nodded.  "Can I
ask you something else?  What should I do?  I mean, Ms. Linda and
Mr. Arthur say they want to adopt me.  Sometimes I think about my real mom
and dad, but that seems like a long time ago.  I don't know if I should try
and find them or what to do.  How's you figure it out?"

"Jeremy, I don't think there such a thing as being able to figure it out.
You have a while before you'll be asked to make any choices.  When that
time comes though, the only thing I can tell you is to follow what's in
your heart.  If you don't know what's there, then the time isn't right.
Understand?"

"Kinda.  Are you tryin' to tell me that it'll just kinda happen?"

"Kinda." Daniel smiled.  "I kinda know somethin' else, too.  I hear a young
fella's stomach growlin' and startin' to make a real fuss.  Maybe it's
complainin' that its owner isn't feeding it enough.  How about you and me
go get some breakfast?  Oh, and there's one other thing I want you to
understand.  I know about the little 'deflowering' of Derek Friday night?
You need to understand that we accept that there are certain things boys
are going to do, and certain games they like to play sometimes.  The rule
is that no one does anything because they feel they have to.  That includes
you and your friends.  Okay?"  Jeremy nodded with a smile and took Daniel's
hand while they walked to the mess hall.

                                                 ****

Captain Jackson and Daniel stood on the side lines with Mark, watching some
of the boys play their ball game.  A number of the boys were very athletic
and actually good ball players.  Although they were intense, there wasn't
any doubt that all of them had fun.  The most fun though was had by Danny
and Ryan who were the batboys for the game.  When someone got a hit and
dropped the bat, Danny and Ryan raced one another out onto the field to get
the bat.  It didn't matter who got there first because the second boy was
within a step or two.  Each boy grabbed an end of the bat and they would
race off the field.  More often than not they would be giggling so hard
that one of them fell.  More than once, an older boy had to pick up the
giggling youth that looked like an oversized dust-ball and carry him off
the field; much to the young boy's delight.

"Is your next debate scheduled for this week?"

"Wednesday in Orlando.  Last time it was over economic advantages of
slavery."  Daniel had to laugh as he said it. "This time it's over fiscal
responsibility.  I'm not sure what he plans on saying, but I'm sure he
won't be happy with what I say.  Will you be there?"

"Wouldn't miss it.  Just like I wouldn't miss an opportunity to come here.
Daniel, there's a lot of people around that would love to trade places and
be around this kind of happiness all the time."  The Captain commented.

"Oh, you really think so?  And, what do you think they would do when they
found out what it takes to keep them organized and fed?"

"Somehow, Daniel, I doubt that that's as hard as you would have some of us
believe.  Remember, I've been around these boys for a while now and know
they would do anything you asked them.  I doubt seriously you have much
trouble with them."

"Well, I'll have to admit that they are good kids.  It's not often we have
to get onto one of them.  They mostly watch one another."  Then Daniel
turned serious.  "Captain, have you heard anything about the boys' father
and what's going to happen?"

"Yeah, I thought you were notified.  We checked the list he made and we did
find another asset that we didn't know about before.  He took the deal we
offered.  The DA is recommending two years; one in jail the other on
probation.  He won't be allowed near the boys either.  He'll keep fifty
thousand for himself; it'll be there for him when he gets out.  With good
behavior and knowing how crowded everything is, we expect him out in six or
seven months.  We don't expect him to stay out long.  The man's too lazy
and accustomed to the soft life.  My guess is he'll be broke and enslaved
for debts within a year of getting out; at least the boys won't be the
cause of it."

"Good." Daniel answered.  "I'll just tell the boys the deal has been worked
out and their money will be in the bank.  I'll let them know what he's
keeping and it'll be his responsibility to re-establish himself.  They
don't need to know anymore."

As Daniel finished he waved back to Jeremy, Sean and Derek, who were
walking together towards the gardens.  Daniel watched the boys as Sean
pointed things out to them and they sat down under a tree to talk.  Daniel
thought Sean was a good choice for Jeremy to have as a friend.

"This looks like a good place ta sit and watch the game," Sean commented.
"Jeremy, how come you haven't been playin' any?"

"Ehhhh, I'm not so sure," Jeremy responded as though he really didn't
believe his answer.  "It's been a long time for me, I don't know if I can
any more."

"Worried about looking kinda dumb in front of everybody?"  Sean observed.
"Listen, there's one thing you gotta understand around here.  If you don't
know how ta do somethin', all ya have ta do is say so and there's somebody
that'll take the time to teach you.  When we put the teams together I
couldn't hit or throw worth shit.  Sgt. Dunsford, our coach, helped me with
hitting and Brad and Patrick helped me with catching and throwing.  I'm far
from the best on our team, but I still play and have fun.  That's what this
is all about.  None of the adults has said anything to us yet, but it
wasn't hard to figure out they want us to learn to work together and as a
team.  It's like one of those growin' up things adults try to teach us and
we're not supposed to know what they're really doin'."

"How come somebody had to teach you now?  Didn't you play when you were
younger?"  Derek asked.

"Couldn't," Sean stated simply.  "See this scar?  My heart was messed up
and I couldn't run or do a lot of things like other kids.  Dr. Mike figured
out what was wrong with me and Mr. Dan'l got it fixed.  I just been able to
run and have fun like most other kids for about three or four months now."

"If you were so messed up, how'd you survive on the street?"

"Brad, my brother.  He took care of me and protected me.  Boy, did he ever
protect me.  If it was up ta him I'd pro'bly still be in diapers.  I wanted
to learn to do things like the other boys and help take care of the group.
When I told him, I thought he was gonna take my head off.  Because of him
I've missed out on a lot of the fun the other boys do.  Derek, I'm a lot
like you.  I didn't get to be in my first group jerk until I was here.
When Brad found out he got pissed off and that's when I told him off."

"You know he was only tryin' to protect ya, don't ya?" Jeremy commented.

"I know.  When we lost our home he promised our mom he'd take care of me.
Takein' care of somebody and tryin' to keep 'em from growin' ups two
different things.  Brad just kinda smothered me a little and it took a
little arguin' to get him to understand that I had to grow up to.  He was
just tryin' to protect me from havein' ta do what he did; I knew that.
He's actually a good brother, but don't tell him I said so.  He'd never let
me hear the end of it."  The three boys sat and had a little laugh and
continued to talk and exchange stories while watching the game.  Then Derek
saw something go by them on the other side of the bushes.

"Hey, I just saw somebody pass us goin' that way."  The three boys turned
to see what it was but couldn't see anything.

"I bet I know who it was.  Could you tell if it was move than two or if
they were big?"  Derek shook his head.  "Remember Brad sayin' the boys had
to be innovative sometimes?  Well, I think some boys are about to innovate.
Wanna go see?" Sean asked with a mischievous grin.  The three boys looked
at one another and grinned.  They got up and moved stealthily towards the
direction of the movement.

The boys moved slowly and quietly through the bushes, listening and looking
for any sign of other people.  Soon, they heard the low whispers of other
boys.  The sound of the voices told them it not any of the older boys.
Dropping to hands and knees, they crawled as quietly as possible.  They
found the right spot to hide and see what was happening just as the
unintentional show began.

One of the twins (Bill?) was facing one of the Captain's sons.  Bill held
his willing partner's hands and then pushed them behind the boy's back as
Bill first attacked the youthful neck and quickly moved down to expertly
mouth the sensitive nipple.  The boy took deep breaths and began to whimper
at the pleasures.  Bill let go of the boy's hands and clutched satin
finished mounds that formed the young butt.  Instinctively, the boy pushed
himself into his partner that gave him so much pleasure.

Jeremy, Sean and Derek stayed on their hands and knees, watching the action
taking place.  Sean at first looked at the young boys, realizing just how
young they really were.  Jeremy knew that both boys were about the same age
he was when he was enslaved and first trained in the arts of sexual
pleasure.  Stunned, he looked over at Sean.  Sean leaned in and whispered
in his ear that the twins were professionals and he would reveal their
story later.

John, the other twin, had the Captain's other son in his embrace.  His
actions mimicking those of his brother.  As the boys watched, Jeremy
realized this was almost like a show they were putting on.  Both boys made
the same movements on their partners.  If it was an act, it was effective.
Both partners were lost in a world of youthful pleasure experiencing and
exploring the new world of boy sexual games.  The show also had an effect
on their unknown audience as all three observers quickly developed their
own boners and became lost in the action before them.

The twins continued to suckle and nibble at the nipples before them while
their willing victims tried harder and harder to push themselves into the
twins.  Sean was amazed as he watched first one twin then the other reach
down and hold the young packages before them.  Each twin held the scrotum
and massage it in the same manner.  Each twin simultaneously used a finger
to tickle and tease the little boy crack dividing the satiny mounds.  As he
watched the boys giving the pleasure and the boys receiving the pleasure,
he realized that all the boys were being pleasured.  The twins seemed to
take a great deal of pleasure from the giving.

The twins kissed and licked their way downward, covering every inch of the
young torsos.  When they reached the navel and began to rim and explore the
cavity with their tongues, their victims couldn't help giggling from the
sensations.  Downward they moved and the closer they came to the as yet
undeveloped packages, the owners became more tense and more anxious to
experience more pleasure.  The boys exchanged some words and all four lay
down and positioned themselves for the sixty-nine exchange.  It was easy to
see that none of the boys was a novice at giving and receiving oral
stimulations.

Sean, Jeremy and Derek crawled away quietly, determined not to disturb the
young boys.  When they thought they had crawled far enough they got on
their feet and quickly moved further away, their boyhoods waving proudly in
the breeze.  Derek's face was flushed and he was almost shaking with
excitement.  He looked at his two companions and knew he was not the only
one to be excited.

Jeremy moved behind his friend and whispered in his ear.  Derek, trusting
the friend he secretly longed for, slowly dropped to his knees.  He felt
Jeremy move in behind him and drop to his knees.  Sean watched the two boys
as Jeremy pulled Derek back into him and they sat on their heels.  Using
basic skills taught to every pleasure boy, Jeremy breathed gently across
Derek's neck and then gently sank his teeth into the silky flesh.  Derek
whimpered.  Releasing the slight bite, Jeremy then began to tongue bathe
the area and kiss it.  With each kiss there was a slight suction that
pulled at the skin.  Derek leaned his head over to give his friend better
access.  Jeremy's hands moved in opposing circles over Derek's chest and
abdomen.

When he pulled Derek into him, it caused Derek to straddle Jeremy's
package.  Jeremy could feel himself rubbing across Derek's perineum and
pushing into the back of his scrotum.  Jeremy began an easy, almost
imperceptible rocking motion to stimulate himself and Derek.  Derek
responded by trying to match his friend's rhythm.  When Derek reached down
and tried to massage his pole Jeremy hooked his arms inside Derek's and
pulled his hands behind Derek's back.  As a distraction, he increased the
pressure of his rhythmic rocking.  Derek's breathing became faster and
deeper as he was soon lost in a moaning and whimpering sexual euphoria.

Jeremy looked up to Sean as Jeremy began to manipulate and stimulate
Derek's nipples.  Sean didn't realize Jeremy was trying to tell him
something at first, but soon understood.  Sean dropped to his knees and
reached out to masturbate Derek.  Jeremy released Derek's arms so the boy
could reach out and pleasure Sean.  All three boys both gave and received
pleasure.

Sean's attention was focused on Derek's boyhood.  He had wanted to learn to
please boys this way, but Brad always stopped him.  This time, Brad wasn't
there to interfere.  Licking his lips, Sean looked at the erect piece of
youth and then into its owner's eyes.  It was almost as though they could
read each other's minds; or was it lust that made him think so?
Regardless, Sean pushed Derek's hand away and moved down to give oral
pleasures.  Hesitantly, he rubbed his lips over the tip enjoying the
sensation.  After rubbing across it several times and enjoying seeing
Derek's reaction to something touching the sensitive part, he touched it
with his tongue; Derek gasped for air.  Emboldened by the boy's reactions,
Sean placed a hand on each of Derek's thighs and sucked the head into his
mouth.

Sean knew he should keep his teeth out of the way.  The only things he knew
he should do were things he heard the other boys talking about.  He tried
to remember what the other boys always said brought the most pleasure and
how it was done.  Jeremy watched Sean and knew the boy was a novice.  He
also knew that following natural instincts was best.

"Sean, think about what you think would feel good to you and do that.
Don't worry about anything else."

Sean listened and did as Jeremy suggested.  He tried to swallow the whole
tool, but gagged when it touched near the back of his mouth.  Jeremy again
told the boy not to try doing too much.  Listen to the person he was
pleasuring and remember what he's doing when Derek's moaned the most.  The
person being pleasured can give the best direction.  Soon, Sean was able to
set a rhythm to his pumping up and down.  Jeremy followed Sean's rhythm as
he matched masturbating himself against Derek's perineum.  As Derek's tool
left Sean's mouth, Jeremy's tongue penetrated his ear.  Derek was beside
himself with pleasure.  Jeremy's experience allowed him to recognize the
tension as it built within Derek.  He tried to time everything so the boys
orgasmed together.  When the moment came, Derek cried out his passion and
his pleasure.  Jeremy held his friend while he experienced his best orgasm
yet.

When Derek calmed down, he looked at Sean and knew the boy had not been
able to have his orgasm.  At the moment though, he could only look at the
boy and smile.

"That was the first time anybody ever gave me a blow job.  That was
fantastic!"  Derek said enthusiastically.

"Well, that was the first time I ever gave somebody a blow job and I agree,
it was great!"

The boys heard voices and knew someone was coming.  They quickly looked
around and crawled under a bush to hide themselves.  The bush wasn't quite
big enough and Sean's boyhood was exposed in its full glory for anyone to
see.  The boys tried to be quiet but had trouble controlling their
breathing.

As the two men approached they stopped near where the boys were.  The boys
kept their heads down ad tried to hold their breaths.  The Captain spotted
a set of boy's legs sticking out from under the bush and tapped Daniel's
shoulder.  The men kept their conversation going as though they hadn't seen
anything.  They smiled at one another and walked off in another direction
commenting about how the boys must have taken the back trail back to the
dorm area because they couldn't be found.

When Daniel and the Captain disappeared behind a bush, the three boys
jumped up and ran, fighting their own giggles.  The boys were unaware that
the Captain and Daniel were watching them run off.  As they neared the
compound the boys slowed.  Jeremy walked with a big smile on his face.  The
other two boys thought it was because of the good sex they just had; it
wasn't.  Jeremy was happy because he just enjoyed a sexual game with two of
his peers.  It was his first time as a free boy to have an orgasm with
another male and he liked it.  It was his free choice, and it felt good.

                                                 ****

The Captain and his men joined Daniel and the staff and boys for supper
Sunday night before leaving.  The men who had brought their sons enjoyed
sitting there and watching there boys interact with the New horizon boys.
Each father believed their son would learn something and gain a value most
other boys didn't have the opportunity to experience.  These boys may have
come off the street, they may have had to prostitute themselves to survive,
but deep down, they were normal fun-loving boys.  Daniel saw Jeremy, Ted
and Derek coming through the line with Sean and Danny.  As they walked by
the staff table, Daniel couldn't resist the opportunity.

"Boys, are you enjoying yourselves?  Have you learned anything?"

"Oh, yes sir!" Derek beamed.  "I've learned lots of new things and it's
lots a fun, too."

Daniel and the Captain couldn't contain themselves, and broke out into fits
of laughter.  Derek was puzzled as to why what he said was so funny until
Sean took him by the shoulder and told him to shut-up and move on before he
got them all in trouble.

End Ch Sixty-Three