Date: Mon, 25 Dec 2000 19:17:29 -0500
From: Dale E Wright <bwicub@hotmail.com>
Subject: "The Lottery Winner" Chapter 28

I am SO sorry for the delay...work called and I actually had to be
productive.

This story has now officially taken on a life of it's own.  I didn't expect
it to go this long or be this developed.

I'm not hearing from anyone anymore.  I don't know if this means that you
guys are too busy to write or no one's reading anymore.  I'll go another
couple of chapters, and if the feedback doesn't increase I'll wind the
story down with a finale.

As always, Gabriella and Mike are my main cheerleaders.  I'm a bit
nervous--so if people could please e- mail me at bwicub@hotmail.com--I'd
really appreciate it. I love e-mail!!

DISCLAIMER: The names of the people are fictional (well, except for the
members of the group).  This is a fictional story that came right out of my
own mind. I have no knowledge if any member of N Sync are gay or
whatever. That being said, please enjoy the story and remember-- write
me!!! (Especially write me if you're a member of the group! GRIN)


--The Lottery Winner Ch 28--


"Joey!"

His mom came out of the kitchen, and pulled him into a hug.  After a minute
she broke the hug and smiled at me.

"Dale.  Nice to see you again.  What happened to your hand!"  She started
reaching for my hand, and stopped short.

I just looked at Joey, then at her.  "It's nothing ma'am.  It's nice to see
you again."  She ushered the two of us into the living room.  Joey's
brother Steve was in there talking to their dad.  Steve came up and shook
my hand, and Joey's dad hugged him.  We sat down, and suddenly I was part
of the conversation.  It was kind of weird...I mean these people kind of
wigged on Joey and now suddenly I was there for dinner?

"So Dale.  I wanted to apologize for slamming into you today at the house.
I had, uh, forgotten something here and had to run back here in a hurry.
Hope you understand."  I could tell that he really wanted me to accept the
apology and start fresh.  I smiled and nodded.

A younger lady came into the room and said that the food was ready.  Joey
introduced me to his sister Janine.

"Heya Dale.  Nice to meet you."  She turned back to Joe.  "So, this is the
guy who finally got you to settle down I take it?  I approve!"  She grinned
as Joey glared at her.

"Janine you know?  Mom or Dad must have told you."

"Please Joey, give me some credit.  You weren't as subtle as you thought.
That's okay though, I knew you'd find mister right someday."  She smiled at
me again and headed into the kitchen to help her mom.  I giggled at the
flustered look on Joey's face.  I took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

The dinner was very filling...and lots of fun.  I could tell that Joey's
parents were still a little hesitant about the subject of our dating, but
Janine was totally cool with it, and the ready acceptance of both kids was
helping them deal.

"So Dale.  What are you planning on doing while Joey's on the road?  Are
you going to go with them?"

I sipped some wine, and looked at Phyllis.  "I don't know yet.  I'm
thinking of returning to college and getting my degree.  I don't think it
would be good to go on the road with the guys.  If I'm there it's too
complicated for management."  Joey's dad nodded when I said that.

The time flew by, and suddenly we were leaving.  I actually felt sorry to
go.  Janine and Phyllis both hugged me.  Steve and Joey's dad both shook my
hand.

Wow...too wild.

We got in the car and they were all standing there smiling and waving at
us.
  Joey started the car, and I put my hand on his leg.

"Okay, what just happened hon?"  He grinned and pulled me into a quick
kiss.

"Told you it'd all work out in the end.  They're good people."

I stroked his cheek with my hand.  "Damn right.  If they weren't then you
wouldn't be the man I love."  I rested my head on his shoulder as we pulled
out to head home.

Joey woke me up when he pulled into the driveway.  "Hey you, we're home."

"What happened?  Did I fall asleep?"

"Yeah Dale, but that's okay.  Looks like some of the guys are here.  Must
have gotten tired of waiting for us to call."

I got out of Joey's Acura and grinned at him.  "They have keys?  I guess
that means I should avoid running around the house naked huh?"  He walked
up behind me and nuzzled my neck.

"Oh you can do it when I'm home.  I'll let you Dale."  I giggled and stuck
my tongue out at him.  We walked up to the house and came in to see those
two sitting on the couch watching a movie.

"Hey guys, what're you watching?"  They didn't even look up.

"Inside Edition.  They're talking about the Backstreet Boys!"  Chris sat
forward, giggling like a maniac.  Suddenly a picture of Joey was on the
screen, next to some trashy looking girl.  What in the world?

On the TV: "A member of the other famous boy band, N'Sync, is being sued by
a 19 year old woman claiming that she was sexually assaulted and that a
pregnancy resulted from the encounter.  The representatives of the group
would only say "no comment".  We'll keep you posted on this story as more
develops."

"Um...Joey?"  I turned to look at him, and noticed that all color had
drained out of his face.

"Hey, isn't that the girl that we saw with you Joe?"  Chris had turned
around to ask the question, and saw my face.  He stopped talking.  Joey sat
me down and told me the whole story.
  When he was finished, I could tell that he was waiting for me to say
something.

"Okay.  How come this is the first I'm hearing of it?"  Joey looked at
Chris and Lance then looked back at me.

"I didn't want to add to your stress Dale."

"GODDAMN it Joey, I'm not a fucking china doll!"  I left the room and went
upstairs.  A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.  I didn't
say come in, but Lance went ahead and came in.

"Hey Dale."

"Heya Scoop."

He sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled at me.  "You heard Joey Dale.
The whole encounter with this girl was orchestrated for some reason.  Joey
was drugged.  Why did it upset you so much?"

I turned over and glared at him.  "What gets me is ever since I returned
I've been treated with kid gloves.  It's just a little annoying."

He lay down next to me and let out a sigh.  "I know the feeling Dale."

"How do you know the feeling Scoop?"

"Think about it Dale.  How often we get put up on pedestals and treated
with kid gloves?  No one treats us how we want to be treated.  It really
starts to suck after awhile, but we just deal with it because we're doing
what we want to do."  He rolled onto his side and faced me.  "Don't be mad
at Joey for trying to protect you.  I'm not proud of how I acted that day,
but I have to move on with it."

I stood up, and pulled him into a hug.  "Thanks for caring Scoop."  We
pulled away from each other and headed back down.  Joey and Chris were
sitting in the kitchen talking, and shut up when we walked in.

"Joey, can I talk to you for a minute?"  He looked at Chris, and followed
me out of the room.  We got to the living room, and I pulled him into my
arms.  I ran my hand down his back, and just hugged him tight.

"I'm sorry baby.  I didn't mean to snap at you like that."  We kissed, and
held each other.  "I so love the fact that you worry Joey, but no more
secrets."

He grinned at me and kissed me again.  "Dale, are you afraid something's
going to happen when I'm on the road?"  I didn't say anything, but
apparently he saw something on my face.  He pulled me into a hug.  "Baby,
you know that the only person who has the keys to my heart is you.  All
those screaming fans that want to get into my pants don't have a chance.
This bitch that slipped me something taught me to be careful.  If I'm not
then lance will beat me up again!"  He slid his arm around me and nuzzled
on my ear.  Let's get back there before the guys think you killed me."

We headed back to Chris and Lance.  We did a quick group hug and headed
out.
   Lance pulled out his phone and called the others.  Justin wasn't in and
JC was with Gabriella, so we decided to go be silly for a bit.  We went out
and got a bite to eat at Chuck E Cheese.  The manager turned the other way
when we commandeered the ballroom for a half-hour.  I was sore by the end,
but it was a good kind of sore.  Joey and I said our good-byes after that
and headed home.

He headed upstairs to shower, I popped open a bottle of white wine and took
my glass out onto the deck.  I guess I was deep in thought, because I
didn't hear his footsteps behind me.

"Hey handsome.  Care for some company?"  He didn't even wait for my reply.
He got in front of me on the chair, and we snuggled up.  I ran my hand up
under his shirt and gently tugged at his chest hairs.  Kissing the back of
his neck, I pulled him close.

"Joey I'm scared."  We talked for the next hour.  I was scared of losing
him.  The whole situation with Lonnie had fucked things up, and I felt like
they weren't back to normal yet.  He took my glass of wine, and drank from
it.  Standing up, he held his hand out for me.  He pulled me into his arms.

"Dale, don't let these things get to you.  The doctor said that you were
doing great.  Play it by ear.  The cops already said that you definitely
have enough to call it self-defense if you did hurt Lonnie.  Now," he
tenderly kissed the nape of my neck, and ran his finger along the jawbone,
"Let's go to bed.  I wanna cuddle."

My cell phone started ringing.  Joey tried holding me back from it, but I
got it open.  "Hello?  Yes this is he.  Oh hello.  He, what?  When?  Are
you sure?  Um, tomorrow at two.  Okay.
  Th-thank you."  I hit `end' and just stared at the phone.

"Dale, what is it?"

I looked into Joey's eyes.  I saw the love shining through.  "Um, that was
the police.  Lonnie died.  I'm going to bed."  I turned and headed
upstairs.  When Joey came into the bedroom a few minutes later, I was a
wreck.  I was lying on the bed crying.  He stripped and got in next to me.

He pulled me to him, and held me.

"Oh my god, I killed someone."  I fell asleep crying.

**BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ****BUZZ**

I heard a crash.  I sat bolt upright and saw Joey retrieving the pillow
he'd thrown at the alarm clock.  He gave me a sheepish smile.

"Hey Dale.  Are you okay?"

I didn't say anything, just got out of bed and padded into the shower.  I
waited a few minutes for him to join me, but he never did.  Finally with a
sigh, I finished washing up and got out.  I went back into the bedroom and
he was sitting there on the phone with someone.  He said goodbye and hung
up the phone.

"How come you didn't join me Joey?"

He just looked at me.  "I didn't think you wanted me to."  I growled at him
and sat next to him.  I kissed him, and pulled him on top of me as I lay on
the bed.  We kissed, and I could feel his dick getting hard.  I broke the
kiss and just smiled at him.  Swatting his ass, I told him to shower.  He
got up, but stopped when I told him to hang on a second.

"Joey.  Would you go with me today if I can get in to see Doctor Thomas?"

"Are you sure babe?"

I hugged him from behind, and reveled in the feeling of him in my arms.
"Yeah.  I need you there.  She wants to try and hypnotize me to clear up
the mystery."

He flashed that gorgeous smile of his and told me not a problem.  He
showered while I headed downstairs.  I grabbed my phone and called to
confirm that I could get in to see the doctor.  She told me that the police
detective in charge of my case had already contacted her about switching to
today.  She also told me not to panic about that, if I chose to reveal to
the police what I had told her at the first meeting it would simply
corroborate what they already knew: The man tried to kill me.  I thanked
her, and before hung up told her that Joey would be coming with me today.

"Are you sure Dale?  I have no problem with it if you don't.  It would be
good for your friend to know what's going on."

"It's fine, I think it would be for the best.  I'll see you at two."  I
hung up from that call and made a quick call to mom.

"Hi, it's me.  Lonnie died last night.  Yeah, I know.  I'm going to be
meeting with the therapist at two for some hypno-therapy.  She seems to
think that it will help me remember.  I'll keep you posted.  No, I don't
think that I have any cause for concern with the police.  The District
Attorney will review the material, see what he did to me, and see that it
was self-defense.  Uh huh, I know.  Well, Joey's getting out of the shower
so I have to scoot.  Love you."  I hung up the call and headed back
upstairs.  I saw Joey naked and bending over to pull a pair of pants out of
the dresser drawer.

This was too good of an opportunity to pass up.  I walked up behind him and
began playing with his ass.  He giggled and backed into me.  I lightly ran
my fingers along his back; I wet my finger and reached down to insert it.
As it sank up to the second knuckle he let out a groan.  I led him over to
the bed and threw him onto his back.  I kissed him passionately on the lips
as I inserted a second finger and began massaging his insides with my
fingers.  He groaned as he sucked on my tongue, his hands were going nuts
running up and down my body.  I inserted a third finger, and nearly sent
him over the edge.
  His dick was as hard as an iron bar, and oozing precum everywhere.  Joey
broke the kiss and was going to say something to me, but I began nuzzling
on his ear and jacking on his dick with the fingers that had been getting
him ready to be fucked.  Before he could catch a breath I slid my dick into
him.  The groan that came out of him shook the windows.  I began thrusting
my entire length in and out, slowly at first.  I timed the strokes on his
cock with my penetrations so he was getting it from both sides.  After
about ten minutes I felt him clamping on my dick with his muscles.  His
dick started spasming in my hand before blasting thick white loads of cum
up nearly to my neck, and finally coating my hand when he was nearly done.

I held my hand to Joey, and smiled as he licked some of his cum off of it.
"Mmmm.  Great taste."  He kissed me and shared some of it with me.  We
wiped ourselves off with his towel and finished getting dressed.

"Dale, what brought that on?"  He grinned as he buttoned up his shirt.

I smiled and blew him a kiss.  "What can I say.  You're adorable.  Now,
let's get some breakfast.  I'm famished."  We ran downstairs and headed
out.  He had some running around he had to get done so I tagged along.  We
swung by the offices of WEG so he could talk to the lawyers about the whole
encounter with the girl.

Johnny was walking by the elevators when we got out on the floor.  "Dale!
You're looking better than the last time I saw you."  He shook my hand, and
we followed him into his office.  It only took us about ten minutes to
finish up at WEG, so we decided to head for food after that.  I noticed
myself growing quieter and quieter as the time got closer to meet with the
doctor.  Joey noticed, but didn't say anything about it.  We just held
hands as we pulled into the parking lot.

We checked in at the front desk, and sat to wait.  We couldn't hold hands
or anything, but it was enough that he was there.  Finally the doctor
peeked out and let us in.

"Okay Dale.  We're going to get you relaxed and try the hypno-therapy.
Does that sound okay to you?"

"Guess it's got to be huh.  Okay, let's get on with it."

"One final thing.  Procedure has me tape these sessions.  Do you have
objections to the district attorney listening to this?  He will probably
ask to."

I said that it was okay, and smiled at Joey.  He sat in a chair by the
doctor where he was told to.  She dimmed the lights in the office, and
turned on the metronome that was on her desk.

"Close your eyes and relax Dale.  You only hear the sound of the metronome
and my voice.  Start at the top of your head and relax your body.  Feel
your neck loosen, feel your shoulders and arms go limp next.  Your almost
there Dale, you're doing fine.  Now your legs are loosening, don't worry
you're in a chair.  Your now completely relaxed.  Dale, I need to take you
back.  We need to talk about what happened the last two weeks.  We'll be
watching it like on a movie screen.  Do you see the screen Dale?"

"Yes"

"You'll be able to watch, but what you see won't hurt you.  Do you
understand?  If you feel yourself starting to get upset, just take a deep
cleansing breath."

"Yes"

She looked at Joey, then turned on the recorder to tape the session.  "Okay
Dale, let's talk about the day Lonnie took you."

I spent the next few minutes talking about opening the door and seeing
Lonnie.  I flinched as I saw myself getting hit, breathe Dale...breath.  I
heard Lonnie talking to Joey on the phone.  I lost all track of time as I
watched things unfold on the screen.  Periodically I heard a voice telling
me to breathe.  I heard what sounded like Joey crying a couple of times.  I
let out a scream as my finger was broken on the screen.  The voice told me
it was okay, it wasn't happening to me.  I saw the spark of life fading
from my eyes on the screen.  I remember my will to live was being beaten
out of me.  It continued like that until something happened.

"Hey Lonnie.  When are you going to give this up?  There's nothing you can
do that'll change my mind.  I'm not the same guy from before."

"Dale, I'm getting tired of your shit so I'm going to start playing for
keeps.  Let's talk about this Joey guy.  I have his address and phone.
He'll be just as easy to get as you were.  Is that what I'm going to have
to do Dale?  Go after your precious Joey?  Maybe hold him down and break
the hands that have touched you.  Show him that he's not good enough to be
touching you.  Would you like to see that?  I'll make him beg for me to
stop hurting him.  Maybe I'll use my knife on him.  How would your Joey
look with his throat slashed Dale?  You'd never hear his voice again."

I saw something happen to my face.  It was like a film settled over my
eyes.
  I saw myself reach for a lamp that was sitting on the dresser by the
mirror.  I grabbed it and turned to race at Lonnie.  I slammed into him,
and brought the lamp down full-bore on his nose.  There's a crunching sound
as his nose splits open and I see a geyser of blood.  He screams, and I
drop the lamp to reach for his throat.  He tries bringing his hands up to
hit me, but I hold him down and start choking the life out of him.  My
right hand circles his throat and starts squeezing as my left hand takes
his hand and smashes it into the headboard.  I heard bones snap, but I
didn't care.  I smacked it into the headboard three more times and dropped
his hand to start punching him.  I stood up and pulled him off of the bed,
and threw him into the wall.  Before he fell onto the floor I'd kicked him
in the side.  He turned to face me.

"Dale, wait.  Stop!"  He suddenly brought up his hand and tried slashing at
me with the knife that was there.  I didn't even hesitate.  I kicked his
leg from the side, and stood on it.  I heard the bone snap as his leg
twisted in a way that it was never meant to.  He fell down onto the ground.
I kept hitting him.  I ripped the alarm clock out of the wall and swung it
by the cord.  It made a clunk sound as it collided with his face.  He
didn't cry out that time.  I kept swinging the clock until it
disintegrated.  I looked down at the man who was now lying on the floor
unconscious.  I kicked him in the head, and went to find my wallet and
phone.  I found them hidden underneath the mattress.  I started for the
door when I felt something grab onto my ankle.  I fell forward striking my
head.  He began climbing on top of me.  His one eye wouldn't open, and he'd
lost a few teeth.  Blood was running from his mouth.  I didn't even blink.
My knee came up and caught him in the balls.  He wouldn't fall off of me,
so I headbutted him.  I pulled myself up to a sitting position; I grabbed
his dick and twisted it.  He howled in pain and what sounded like fury.

"You stay down dammit.  I told you I'm not the same guy.  Now you try and
threaten the best thing that's ever happened to me?  I don't think so.  Do
you hear me you MOTHER FUCKER!  YOU WILL NOT HURT ME OR THOSE AROUND ME
EVER AGAIN!"  I pushed him backward and heard something crunch as his head
collided with the dresser.  He was out now.

I got back up and looked at myself in the mirror.  Gotta clean up.  I
stripped and went to shower.  I got out of the shower and put my clothes
back on.  They were scrungy, but I didn't care.  All I knew was I had to go
home.  I walked out of the room without a backward glance.  I had my cell
phone in my hand.  Shading my eyes from the brightness, I looked around me.
Why is there blood on my hand?

"Okay Dale.  You hear the sound of my voice again.  I'm going to bring you
awake now.  On the count of four you will wake refreshed, remembering
everything you saw while feeling no guilt or remorse about what you saw on
the screen..  Ready?  One, Two, Three, Four."

I opened my eyes, and I looked into first the eyes of Doctor Thomas.  She
smiled at me, and nodded at Joey.

"Oh My God."  I felt tears start to fall.

"Dale, you can't feel responsible for this.  Lonnie pushed you to your
breaking point and you snapped.  It's incredible that you didn't snap
sooner.  There is a history of physical abuse spanning years.  He came back
and it was worse this time.  No one would blame you for breaking, you're
only human.  We'll have to talk more about this I'm sure.  But remember
what he did to you Dale.  I strongly urge you to not lose sight of that.
I'm going to pencil you in for tomorrow afternoon again.  We'll talk more."
She stood up and stretched.

"Joey, please do me a favor and take him someplace where he's surrounded by
people."  Joey just nodded and we got ready to say our good-byes.  "Dale,
don't be afraid to talk about this with Joey.  If you want to call me
before tomorrow's appointment feel free to call my service and they'll get
me.  I'll leave word with them."  She excused herself to go schedule the
appointment.  As soon as she was out of the room Joey hugged me.  He was
crying.

"Oh God babe, I'm so sorry."  He planted a light kiss on my lips, and began
walking me towards the door.  "Come on Dale, let's go."  I didn't say
anything as we headed out.  We said our good-byes to the doctor and headed
to the car.  The whole elevator ride down Joey tried talking to me, but I
wouldn't talk.  Once we were in Joey's car, I began crying softly.

"Well, that proves it.  Joey, what're we going to do?"

"Right now?  Nothing.  We're going to let the DA decide whether to pursue
anything.  You have six character witnesses who have already sworn
affidavits about what they know of you and what they saw in their dealings
with the whole situation.  Don't worry baby," He pulled me into a quick
hug, "we won't let anything happen.  Now, we're going to do what the doctor
ordered."  He squeezed my hand gently before starting the car.  "Call
Lance, find out where the guys want to go tonight.  You're going out with
us for a nice and normal, well as normal as we ever get, evening with the
boys."  We pulled out of the parking lot with a squeal.

"Lance, it's Dale.  Joey said to get butt in gear and plan an evening out
for dinner.  I'm under orders to have fun with my friends."

"Okay Dale.  I'll call you back in ten."

We set out to head home.  He wouldn't let me get into a funky mood.
Whenever I started getting quiet he'd pull me into a funny story, or he'd
run his hand along my thigh.

Just as we were pulling into the driveway, my phone rang.  "Dale, we'll be
at your place in twenty minutes.  We're going to do pizza because it sounds
like you need comfort food.  Don't worry about a thing, we're all coming.
Bye for now."