Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 07:23:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons  Chapter Eighty-Nine

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Chapter Eighty-Nine:  New Horizons


Arthur, Bernie, and Greg, with Jeremy and Nigel, arrived at New Horizons
around mid- afternoon on Monday.  The two boys took off to find friends
while the men headed for the administration building.  The three men walked
into a flurry of activity.

"Hey!" Paul greeted the men.  "We thought you guys had found out what was
going on and decided to delay coming back until tonight.  Glad you're here;
we could use some help."

"From the looks of things, maybe we should have delayed our trip," Arthur
mused.  "Is it always this crazy just before you take the boys out."

"Not really," Paul answered, smiling.  "We're just not accustomed to taking
this many at one time.  Then, when you consider the boys are all hyper and
running in and out of here, offering to help but being more of a nuisance,
it gets to be an interesting experience."

"Don't just stand there."  Daniel had walked out of his office when he
heard the men talking with Paul.  "We need help getting these kids under
control.  Where are the boys?"

"They knew better than to walk in here," Greg advised, laughing.  "They've
run off to join the other boys."

"How about Colin?" Daniel asked.

"He didn't come with us," Arthur answered.  "After talking with the
Marshalls, he wanted to go down to the Ft Lauderdale courthouse and do some
research.  We're guessing he wants to see the civil litigation file.  He
said that he'll join us in Orlando tomorrow if he doesn't make it back
sometime tonight.  In the meantime, what can we do to help?"  Daniel turned
and looked at Paul.

"Right now we're trying to make sure we have some clothes for the boys.  We
only have one set of clothes for each of them, but the Captain has said
that will be handled when we get to the resort.  Our guess is that someone
has arranged to get the boys more clothes there.  The next thing we need to
do is figure out how we're going to divide the boys both for touring the
resort and sleeping."

"How many are going?" Arthur asked.

"We're taking sixty three with us, plus the chaperones.  They're split into
two main groups.  The younger boys scheduled to go this time with their big
brothers; plus, some of the bigger boys who are not big brothers."

"I didn't know you had older boys that weren't big brothers."

"Technically, yes, realistically, no.  All the older boys watch out and
help with the younger boys.  It's just that some are officially big
brothers while others aren't."

"How did you decide who goes when?" Greg asked.

"Scientific approach," Daniel answered with a grin.  "All boys aged eight
and below go on the first trip.  For the rest of the younger boys we cut up
some small chits and put the number one or two on the inside, meaning first
trip or second trip.  The chits were placed in a bowl and the boys reached
in and pulled one out.  For the older boys, it just depended on when their
little brother goes.  Those older boys that are not officially big
brothers, also drew a chit.  We thought this way we could avoid most of the
arguing.  We're sure we didn't avoid all of it."  Daniel then turned his
attention to Greg.

"Greg, if you'd like to help, the best thing you can do is go find Terry.
He and some of the older boys are organizing games for the younger boys,
trying to wear them out so we can get some sleep tonight."

"Yeah," Greg answered, "good luck on that one."  Everyone laughed as Greg
headed out to find his friend.

"Paul," Daniel turned his attention back to the business at hand, "we need
to be sure we take at least ten of the Cherub outfits with us.  We're
scheduled to serve lunch on Wednesday."

"That's something I've heard a lot about," Arthur commented. "I think I'd
like to be there myself.  I understand the little ones are the stars of the
event."  Daniel chuckled.

"Well, there's a few of the ladies that think the little ones don't get
enough pampering.  One lady has assumed the role of grandma for Danny.
When we get there she always signals for him to come running over.  She'll
pick him up and hold him to her breast, just squeezing and hugging and
telling him how adorable he is."

"Does Danny just eat it up?" Bernie asked.

"Well, in the beginning he did.  Now, whenever she picks him up she holds
him so tight, and literally buries his face in one of her more than ample,
not-so-firm breasts, that I have to watch and make sure he doesn't get
smothered.  When she releases him though, she turns him around in her lap,
feeds him, and can't keep her hands off of him.  Before it's over, he's
just eatin' up the attention."  All the men understood and laughed as they
pictured poor Danny being smothered by an over-sized, over-weight, senior
breast.

"Daniel, who will go as chaperones?" Bernie asked.

"I split the team pretty much down the middle.  Most of the younger boys
will go this time and I'm not sure which group will be the biggest
challenge.  Captain Jackson and four of his men will stay with us as
chaperones, also."

"Somehow, I think I would have some concern for the resort they'll stay
in." Arthur commented. "I know the boys won't be bad, but how will the
other guests react to all these boys running around.  I'll assume you've
had a talk with them about wearing clothes?"  The question brought a smile
to Daniel.

                                           * * * *

Just after nine-thirty in the morning, the vans pulled into the resort
parking lot.  As expected, the boys were too hyper to sleep much the
previous night and the adrenalin rush was still going.  A gentleman in
uniform signaled them and pointed to where the vans should park.  As the
vans moved toward the VIP parking area, Daniel spotted the Captain and his
men standing with several other men in business suits.  Daniel turned and
was pleased to see that the boys who were not dressed when they left New
Horizons, were now fully dressed.  When the vans stopped, Daniel told the
boys to be patient for just a few more minutes while he consulted with the
resort officials.

"Daniel."  The Captain extended his hand.  Daniel nodded to the Captain and
then turned to greet the men who accompanied the Captain, all of whom
Daniel knew.

"Daniel," the Captain continued, after Daniel had greeted his men, "let me
introduce you to the representatives of all the resorts that will host the
boys."  The statement was a bit surprising to Daniel since he had not been
told the boys would be visiting more than one resort.  The Captain noticed
the look of surprise from Daniel and smiled.

"Daniel, let me introduce George Paulsen, the vice-president of public
relations here, which will be your home base.  Next, we have Harold
Dickinson with Sea World, and Bill Stevens with Universal Studios."  Daniel
shook hands and exchanged the customary greetings with each of the
gentlemen.  During the introductions, Daniel noticed through his peripheral
vision that they were joined by additional parties, but Daniel couldn't see
well enough to know who they were; he didn't need to.

"MICKEY! SEAN, IT'S MICKEY! LOOK! . . .SEE?"  Daniel recognized Danny's
voice and had to smile.  The other men could hear the young boy and smiled,
also.  Danny's exclamations were soon echoed by Ryan and Ian.

"Daniel, we knew you were bringing some younger boys and thought it would
be nice to have a couple of our more recognizable associates join us.  I
have a feeling that if you don't let the young ones out, there could be a
small rebellion on the van."  George Paulsen laughed as he spoke.  Daniel
turned and signaled Mark to bring the younger boys out with their big
brothers.

Danny practically jumped from the top step of the bus with Sean in tow.
The little boy was too excited at seeing one of his favorite heroes to
worry about falling or being hurt.  Sean had to run to keep Danny from
pulling him down.

"Mr. Dan'l! . . .Look, it's MICKEY!"  Danny practically screamed, with a
look of total awe.  Sean released Danny's hand and the boy ran to Mickey
and wrapped his little arms around every young child's idol.  Sean stood
close by, keeping an eye on his young charge.  Ryan and Ian quickly joined
their friend, giving their best efforts to let Mickey know how much they
adored him.  Jacob and Isaac joined Sean, keeping an eye on their charges.
The men watched, enjoying the sight of happiness that could come only from
innocence.

Soon after Mickey appeared, he was joined by other mascots from the three
resorts.  The boys remaining on the bus made enough noise that Daniel gave
the signal for everyone to join the melee.

"Daniel, that is why we all enjoy our jobs as much as we do," Bill Stevens
commented.  "All children should have the opportunity to be that happy."

"I think the boys are ready to have fun," George Paulsen added, and then
turned back to Daniel. "Daniel, this folder contains schedules of shows and
events at all of the parks, including the water parks.  The schedule
includes a bus schedule running between your campsite and all the parks so
the boys can choose where they would like to go each day.

"We have set off a portion of the camp-ground for you.  There are six
cabins that can sleep, normally, eight people each.  If the boys double-up,
of course, the cabins can accommodate more.  We have also set up ten
pup-tents.  It's been our experience that kids love the idea of camping
out.  If you need more, let us know and a crew will be there.

"The kitchen areas of the cabins have been fully stocked according to a
list we obtained from one of your staff, Barry.  There's plenty of food to
cover a variety of breakfasts.  Barry asked we put in a big supply of
fruit, and minimize the sweets.  We fudged a little on the sweets and will
leave the control up to you."  Paulsen smiled with the last statement,
knowing Daniel would understand that all adults want to indulge the kids on
vacation.

"The package includes badges for each resort.  There should be enough
badges for your boys, their escorts, and for Captain Jackson's men and
their sons, who I understand will be staying with you.  The badges allow
entry to the park and will cover all expenses including food,
entertainment, clothes and souvenirs.  The badge will also let the
attendants know who the boys are and when they approach a ride, they will
automatically be moved through the VIP gate to minimize any waiting and let
them have the most fun."  George then turned to his associates.

"Gentlemen, have I omitted anything?"  The other two gentlemen smiled and
directed their attention to Daniel.

"In addition to the escorts you have brought with you and Captain Jackson's
men, we will assign a couple of our park staff to accompany the boys to be
sure they don't have any problems with the badges and to show them around
the parks."  Bill Stevens added and then paused, before adding.  "Daniel,
this is our way of letting you, the boys, and hopefully a large portion of
the general public, know that we fully support your efforts and all that
you do to help these boys."

"Gentlemen," Daniel responded, "the boys, my staff, and I, can't thank you
enough.  The only concern I have at the moment is whether you will have
them so spoiled that I'll have trouble getting them back home."

"Oh, Daniel," George interrupted, "I forgot to tell you that each night,
three or four of the mascots representing all of the parks, will join you
at the campground for a cookout and entertainment."

"Like I said," Daniel laughed, "you will have them so spoiled."

The men continued to talk while the boys continued to maul the mascots.

                                           * * * *

At the camp-site, Daniel explained the program and rules to the boys.  When
he asked for volunteers to sleep in the tents, he was surprised that most
of the boys wanted to stay in the tents and not in the cabins.  Teasingly,
he asked the boys if they were just trying to avoid having the adults
around or if they had other plans in mind.  All the boys laughed; several
boys displayed tell-tale blushes.  The issue was settled when Daniel told
the boys they would have to use the tents on a rotating basis.  The order
of use would be determined by drawing lots.  Sign-up sheets were laid out
for the boys to sign up for transportation to the other parks beginning the
next day.

"Mr. Dan'l, what'll we do for the rest of today?"

"That depends on you," Daniel answered. "There's a swimming beach at the
end of our site.  Those who would like to go into the park may do so using
the park buses.  Just out of curiosity, is there anyone that doesn't want
to go to the park right now?"  No one said anything; their laughter
answered for them.

"Mr. Dan'l?"  TJ raised his hand.  "You said the badges were good for
clothes?  Are we supposed to wear something special.  Can we uhhh . . .you
know, can we . . .?"

"He's tryin' ta ask ya if we have to keep these clothes on all the time,
Mr. Dan'l."  Jacob spoke up; TJ blushed.

"I wondered when that question was going to come up.  Around the campsite,
you may be as comfortable as you like.  When you are at the swimming area,
you may be as comfortable as you like.  This is a family area and you will
see lots of young ones running free.  You must follow the laws.  All boys
over fifteen must at least wear shorts."  The last condition elicited a few
moans.  "How you dress inside the cabins or the tents is up to you.  These
people have been very generous to provide this little vacation for all of
us.  We need to respect them, their park, and their public image.  As far
as purchasing clothes goes, I would like for each of you to get a light
warmup suit.  Even in Florida, winter evenings can get a little chilly.
Let me look around some and then I'll give you some suggestions.  If you
would like to get a pair of shorts and shirt, that's okay.  Any questions?"

"Yeah," Someone spoke up. "When can we go to the park?"

Daniel answered by opening the folder and pulling out the badges for the
boys.

                                           * * * *

The boys spent the rest of the day in the park.  The older boys were
allowed to tour the park on their own with instructions to return to the
campsite at dusk.  The time frame allowed the boys to eat supper at the
cafeteria or restaurant of their choice.  The younger boys were accompanied
by their big brothers, who took the boys to the area designed for younger
visitors.

"What did you see in the park?"  Daniel had a very naked Danny sitting in
his lap.  Arthur and the Captain, sitting on either side of Daniel, held an
equally naked Ryan and Ian.  The men entertained the young boys while their
big brothers spent time with boys their own age.  The men also hoped that
the excitement and activities of the past twenty- four hours, coupled with
the lack of sleep, would soon have the young boys sleeping.

"We went on the tea-cup ride!" Danny answered, still excited.  "It was the
Hatter ride.  Then we got to ride on Dumbo.  He's the little elephant with
them big ears."  Danny's tones and animated expressions and hands conveyed
his excitement of the day.

"Yeah," Ryan added. "And we seen Peter Pan, too."

"Really?" Arthur asked the boy.

"Yeah.  And we got ta feel Captain Hook's hook, too."

"You did?" Arthur replied, excited for the boys.  "What else?"

"Ummmm, Sean, him and Jacob and Isaac took us somewhere on the other side
to this place where there was a bunch of real little people singin' and
dancin'.  We got in this long boat thing and rode it through a tunnel and
we got ta sing with 'em."

"What did you sing?" The Captain asked.  Ian just shrugged his shoulders.

"I dunno.  It was somethin' 'bout bein' a little world."  The men laughed.

"Was it a song about a small, small world?" Daniel asked and Danny nodded.
Danny heard a strange sound and looked around and, suddenly, became very
excited.

"LOOK! . . .LOOKEY!!" Danny screamed while pointing and looking back at
Daniel and then out at two very big chipmunks approaching them.

"LOOK . .LOOK!" Ryan and Ian repeated, equally excited.

"Easy there, little fella," the Captain told Ian; then asked, "Do you think
they might be coming here to visit with you?"

"I dunno . . .maybe," Ian answered without taking his eyes off the
chipmunks.

"That's Chip and Dale, the two most famous chipmunks in the world," Arthur
told the boys who were bouncing excitedly in the men's laps.

Most of the boys gathered in a large circle around a campfire; the three
youngest remained in the men's laps.  They were joined by Chip and Dale,
who were accompanied by Peter Pan and Jack Sparrow.  Peter and Jack acted
as spoke persons for their group.  The boys roasted marshmallows and made
s'mores while consuming soft drinks.  They were entertained by their hosts
telling stories of pirates and hidden treasures.  Chip and Dale confirmed
the hidden treasures and assured the boys that no one would ever be able to
find the treasure of acorns they had hidden away.

The hosts directed the boys' attention to the night sky, which abruptly
erupted into a kaleidoscope of colorful fireworks.  All the boys enjoyed
the entertainment and fireworks show.  All, except the three youngest, who
had fallen sound asleep before the fireworks show.

After the fireworks, the campfire was extinguished and the boys thanked
their hosts, then retired for the evening.  The three youngest were placed
in a double bed together in one of the cabins while their big brothers
remained with friends.

Daniel, Arthur, the Captain and other men sat around the still glowing
embers, waiting to be sure all the boys were down for the evening.  They
could hear boys talking and giggling as teens are prone to do.  After a few
minutes the sounds quieted, but were replaced with sounds suggesting that
some of the boys were engaged in other activities.  The men sat quietly,
listening and pointing to the direction from which they thought the sound
originated.  Smiling, the men listened and speculated in jest about who
could be doing what with whom.  After a few minutes, the men retired to
their respective cabins.

Arthur, the Captain, Daniel and Colin shared a cabin with a few of the
younger boys.  Arthur and Colin shared one of the bedrooms with twin beds.

"Colin, I'm not sure why I even thought it might happen, but I had thought
that I would be sharing with Jeremy."  Arthur smiled and Colin responded
with a knowing laugh.

"I thought I would be spending time with my son.  Maybe we have forgotten
what it was like to be their age.  I think we are becoming surplus baggage
to be tolerated and acknowledged only when needed."  Both men laughed.

When they were alone, the Captain reached in his bag and retrieved a sealed
and unmarked envelope.  He handed the envelope to Daniel.

"Daniel, I believe you've been waiting on this."  Daniel accepted the
envelope.  He sat quietly, looking at the envelope and then spoke.

"Have you looked?"

"No.  They were prepared for you.  I thought if you wanted to show them
. . . .  I do know what's in there, though.  It's two pictures you asked
the graphics people to adjust by twenty years.  Correct?"

"Yes.  When I asked them to do this, I thought it might mean something
important.  Now, I'm not sure."  Daniel pulled the photographs and enhanced
photos out of the envelope.  Both men viewed the results.  Daniel could
hear the 'humpf' sound as the Captain recognized the photos.

"How did you know?" the Captain asked.

"I didn't," Daniel answered in a matter-of-fact tone.  "It was just a
series of little things that made me suspicious.  One of those situations
where some things, too many things, seem to be happening at the most
opportune times.  Then there was another clue dropped at the court hearing
a few weeks ago.  That's when I asked your department to enhance the photos
for me."

"What do you plan on doing now?"

"At the moment, nothing.  I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention these to
anyone."  The Captain nodded his acknowledgement.

                                           * * * *

Daniel took the three youngest and their big brothers, plus Jeremy,Evan and
TJ to Sea World.  They knew they would visit the hospital to serve lunch
and then return to the resort to join the other boys.  The van arrived at
the hospital just before noon.  The boys were already dressed as Cherubs
when they exited the van.

"Sean," Danny held his big brothers hand as they walked. "Are we still
goin' to the zoo later?"

"That's tomorrow, Danny; we're goin' back ta Sea World today," Sean
answered patiently, "and it's not like a regular zoo.  It's called Animal
Kingdom and it's where you get to ride in a jeep with the animals around
you.  You can pet some of the animals, too."

"Do they bite?" Danny asked with a definite tone of concern.

"Don't worry.  If Mr. Dan'l thought you might get hurt, he wouldn't let us
go."  Danny accepted the explanation and signified his acceptance by
grinning and swinging his and Sean's arms as they walked.  Danny's world
was as perfect as any five or six year old could want.

When they entered the cafeteria, Danny immediately heard the lady with the
big breasts, that liked to squeeze him, call his name.  Evan and TJ spotted
Grandpa and smiled as they proceeded towards their favorite senior citizen.
They knew they would spend a little time in the room, behind closed doors,
both pleasing and being pleased by Grandpa.

End Chapter Eighty-Nine
To Be Continued

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