Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2006 17:33:57 +0100 (CET)
From: Marcos Rojas <tulindobebito@yahoo.es>
Subject: Discovering Love 11

Usual disclaimer... NO person or family name in this story is real, they
are just fiction. If you happen to feel like I'm just writing about you,
that can be interesting, you can contact me, but for sure that was no
intention of mine.

I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to reply. As I always
was trying to show you, this story is for you and therefore it is very
important for me to read your feedback.

There are certain persons I want to thank for their help and all.

JJ, first of all, thanks for the message, weird that I couldn't
reply... ;-) Maybe one day you can show me that technique too... Your
messages are still welcome! ;-)

A lot of thanks go out to Mike, who has shown me some of the aspects I
should be avoiding in the story. Unfortunately there are a couple of
chapter before I can play the action the way you would like to have it. But
thanks for the input, it means a lot to me.

Thanks the Nifty-guy for his mails, was interesting to discover the guy
behind the standard message. Well, at least talk to him... ;-)

And of course Erick, mi querido amigo, who was playing phoenix bird lately
but arose from his deaths and came back to rescue me... Love you as always!

There is one more thing to say. The story might look a little bit weird and
illogical right now, but things will be clear after a time. I promise you
that. Reason why I spending more time writing than usually.

I guess that's more than enough for the moment...

Abrazos

Marcos

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Discovering Love 11
Past meets Future

By Marcos Rojas

"The greatest love of all is happening to me,
I found the greatest love of all inside of me,
"The greatest love of all is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all."
Whitney Houston



>From Chapter 10:

 "Never forget that I loved you! I still love you, and I will always love
you! There will be no place for another in my heart! I swear that to you!
Forgive me my angel, forgive me for all the bad I have done to you and all
the things I should have done for you!"

Placing the rose on Raul's chest Jed stroke Raul's forehead. "You will live
forever in my heart!"

The last rays of the Sun disappeared behind the endless waters of sea, and
the silence came back. Raul's face looked so peaceful. A single teardrop
was rolling down his left cheek... Or maybe... it was just the endless game
of the light and shadow...

Chapter 11: Looking out of the window of the office Jed was watching the
crowded streets. People running around, the crazy traffic, as always, how
different it is to look at things from above... As the third party... Jed
imagined for a second how much sense everything made when watched from
above. The lady with the blue dress was visibly in a hurry, her movements
made so much sense... The young couple again, with his arm around her neck,
she with the head dropped back and laughing so hard they had to stop. The
old lady, just like the two lovers ^Ö just an obstacle in the way of the
lady in blue. She has a goal; she is trying to achieve something... Or
maybe she is just running away from somewhere... Or someone... One can
never know... The road of life... Jed mused a little bit longer. He
remembered the times he didn't hurry; he remembered the last trip he made
with Raul. The streets were just as crowded as now and he was screaming
around cursing for not being able to get out of the city at once. Raul just
smiled and put his finger on Jed's lips. Not knowing what was that for, Jed
gave him a puzzled look.

"Don't be mad lover! We have the time of the eternity. Besides... Why
cursing when you can use the time in a way more efficient and better way?"
Raul asked raising his left eyebrow.

"Is that so? And what other activities could you suggest Einstein?" Jed
answered jokingly while pressing his lips on Raul's index and talking from
behind the finger.

"You could read my lips and guess... Or you could maybe..." Raul said
biting his lower lip as Jed started playing with his index using his
tongue.

"I could eat you in the middle of Buenos Aires, like a cannibal, just so
that no one else could ever have lay eyes on you..." Said Jed suddenly
biting Raul's index finger.

"You bad, bad man! Mama warned me about guys like you! You just take
advantage of innocent boys!" Said Raul still trying to pull out his finger
out of Jed's mouth.

"Stop it! Let go of it!" Raul started to get desperate as the old lady at
his right started to look directly at his lover. At this moment Jed had
something like the biggest grin on his face, between his perfect white
teeth Raul's finger.

"Stop that! It's not funny! People are staring!" Raul said while turning
towards the old lady and with an innocent look on his face tried to reason:

"Mi hermano a veces actua como un niño." (My brother sometimes acts like a
child.)

Jed let go of Raul's finger...

"You're so going down pretty boy!" He said and in a sec his lips were on
Raul's, his tongue in Raul's mouth not allowing his lover to escape.

The lady's eyes almost dropped out, horror and disgust were in her eyes.

"¡Él es mi amante!" (He is my lover!)

The lights turned green and the lady drove off. Jed let go of Raul and also
drove off.

"You really ARE insane!" Raul said licking his lips while analyzing Jed's
denture prints on his finger.

"Didn't you say to read your lips? You were saying nothing. At least not to
me. And as my Spanish is so bad, I thought I could get some extra
information by reading the biological information..." Jed tried to play
innocent.

"I give up!" With a desperate look on his face Raul just rubbed his
forehead.

"Good! This means we can get to the next step!"

"To the next what?" Raul asked suddenly stopping his movements not even
daring to look at Jed.

"You know... THAT! I just love to show off, I just love to show you are
mine... And there is a bit of exhibitionism in the thing..."

"Stop that! You can't possibly mean that! Oh dear Lord, what kind of a
human disaster did you bring into my life??? For what kind of sins do I
have to pay this oh so high price??? At least he cannot have something
worse on his mind like that..." Raul was saying somehow to himself. Jed was
just watching him from the corner of his eye and brought slowly stopped
behind at the next traffic light. Raul couldn't see the evil grin on his
left cheek.  Pushing the release button of his safety belt he suddenly
jumped on the driver's seat of his convertible BMW.

"What the hell..." Raul widened his eyes in horror. He knew something bad
was going to happen. The last thing he saw was Jed taking in a heroic
position. The wind was playing with Jed's shirt revealing a bit of his sick
pack. Even though Raul just loved to play with Jed's belly button and was
even brought him to the limit with his little games that was not the thing
to see at the moment.

"People! Listen! He is my lover! We are in love! I love how he kisses and
he is the most passionate lover in the bed!!!"

Raul couldn't believe his ears. His jaw dropped, his face turned the most
different colors of red in something what seemed to be an eternity. He
thought this will be the historic moment when time stood still and all 6
billion people of the planet could come and look into his eyes. He slowly
slid down the seat trying to be as invisible as possible.

People uttered their different points of view but Jed couldn't care
less. He was being childish and happy.

"Don't hide love of my life! You know I will tell this wherever we are and
whoever we are with!"

Raul just looked up at him shaking his head. He wasn't mad, maybe just a
bit ashamed, but still, he was somehow proud. Proud of being loved like
that. There was again that special look in Raul's Jed remembered the
special sparks in Raul's eyes.  Raul was trying to say something to him,
but all he could see were his lips moving. There were no sparks in his eyes
and his voice seemed to be different.

"SIR!!!!!!!!! The attorneys are here! SIRRRRRR!!!!!" The secretary shouted
at him and shook the boy's shoulder.

"What? Who? The attorneys... Well, send them in! Of course!"

The secretary was still looking somehow puzzled at Jed.

"Can I get you anything sir? You look pale. Are you all right?"

"Yes! No! I mean no and yes!"

It was the secretary's turn to get lost in space.

"I mean no, you cannot, and yes, I'm just fine! Thank you kindly!"

`Whatever! He is even crazier as his father. I think I should start sending
my CVs, this company won't live long when people like him start running
it.' The secretary thought while leaving the office.

Jed took a deep breath and looked at Raul's picture on his desk. It was one
of his favorite pictures. Again the same weekend they spent together. Raul
in the sea, wearing a wet white shirt, giving Jed the well known
look... The one that could light the strongest fire of his soul each time
he looked at him.

`It is time my angelito... It is time.' He caressed with his finger Raul's
face, somehow missing the warmth of Raul's skin.

"Isn't that sweet! Daddy's big, tough boy crying!" Anita said putting down
her neon purse.

Jed looked up and shot her a disgusted look.

"Nice to see you MOM! As always... You look... marvelous! I think this neon
green is just the perfect color you are supposed to wear on the day of your
son's funeral!"

"Cut the crap Your Highness! I have no son! I never had one! It's better
not to have a son as having a son who sucks..." Anita shot back with a
disgusted look on her face.

"Go on bitch! Say what you want to say!" Jed yelled at Anita.

"That would be the next insult trial Mr. Perez!" Anita said casually to her
lawyer.

"Jed, may I talk to you for a moment?" Jed's attorney asked. Pulling his
client aside he spoke.

"Now listen to me young man! I know there are others who should be telling
you this, but don't let this woman win. With every word you say you are
helping her in taking everything from you! Remember, we still don't know
how the..."

"Good afternoon ladies and gentleman!" a strong voice interrupted the
discussion.

Jed turned to see an older man, maybe in his early sixties. The room went
quiet, everyone greeted silently and people were trying to find a seat as
fast as possible.

"I assume I may take this seat for this occasion." The man said rather
matter-of-factly than asking sitting while overtaking Jed's desk and chair.

Jed just raised his eyebrow. He never liked people intruding his personal
space. Leaning against the window Jed observed the participant. There was
Mr. Perez, a rather fat and ugly man, with a huge briefcase and an
extremely thick yellow notebook in his hands. His black suit, the black
briefcase contrasted with the green paper, just the way his golden fountain
pen was shining in his dark hands. With his absolutely hideous glasses he
was ready to take his notes. Mike on the other hand was the regular family
father, in his forties, practical, kind and friendly, in a dark green
suit. Jed never had fantasies with him, he knew Mike had two kids and was
very happy with her wife back in England. Turning on his digital recorder
Mike relaxed and nodded towards the older man he was now ready. The old man
was sweating, no wonder, by that weight and those temperatures, Jed
thought. Next to him was a rather young lady trying to send signals to
Jed. Jed just knew this kind, she was playing the "I am so innocent and
brave" role, putting her long legs together, but still showing them,
playing with her hair, turning her head a bit to the side and smiling in an
understanding way each time she would make eye contact with Jed. And there
was of course next to Mr. Perez Anita, looking lie a huge neon green
candy. Finishing analyzing her fingernails she looked over at Jed. Their
eyes locked and Anita narrowed hers sending hate and certainty, something
what wasn't so normal given the circumstances. Jed's mind raced trying to
find possible reasons, but the harsh voice again interrupted his thoughts.

"Gentlemen, madam, we are here, as all of you well know to read the final
will of Jean La Croix." He stressed the name and looked around to see the
reactions. Anita was searching for some inexistent foreign objects under
her huge nails. Jed looked lost in space, his eyes were staring at the
papers the man was holding in his hands. It seemed as the attorneys were
more interested in the case than their clients. Wiping his face he sighed,
put on his glasses and went on.

"Allow me to present myself, my name is Timothy Simmons and I am here in
quality of the attorney of Mr. Jean La Croix. My final duty in this quality
is to read my client's final will. As all of you know, my client died last
week in an airplane accident. According to the conditions I am supposed to
read this document one week after the funeral, which was on last
Friday. Following persons should be present on this meeting: Mrs. Anita
Fernandez La Croix, Mr. Joshua Edouard de la Pole La Croix and Miss Erika
Heidenreich. Are all named persons present?" Mr. Simmons kept again a
longer break. Jed flashed over at Anita who wasn't showing any kind of
surprise.

"Yes, we all are here!" said Erika. Nobody heard her entering the
office. She was dressed as always, wearing jeans and a shirt, this time
with a new haircut AND wearing make-up.

`What the hell is going on here?' Jed thought to himself looking at Mike
who purposely turned away from him.

"Please excuse me for running late, I had some business to do!" Erika
commented with her German accent. She glanced over to Jed, looked into the
green eyes he always loved and shot what turned out to be the second arrow
of incomprehensible confidence for Jed. Mr. Simmons didn't bother to
comment this interruption and went on.

"I don't want to keep you here for two long. The legal background is going
to be cleared with the attorneys of the three parties."

"Mr. Simmons, if you allow me, I don't happen to see the attorney of Miss
Heidenreich." Mike asked the older men.

"That would be me!" Mr. Perez answered with a content look on his face.

`Anita ^Ö Mr. Perez, that is somehow an understandable combination, Jed
thought. But what the hell is she got to do with Perez and Anita? Was she
also fucking my father? Wouldn't be a big surprise...' Jed solved this
issue by mentally ticking this matter.

"As said, the details will be cleared with the attorneys. There are only
some aspects which need to be highlighted. Are we all ready?" Mr. Simmons
asked probably only out of habit, or for the sake of the procedure, since
he didn't seem to be expecting any kind of feedback from the audience.

"The final months have determined me to make some changes in my will. I
have been forced to do this mostly by the behavior of my family. Here will
be some final words for all of you.  My dearest wife, I shall begin with
you, as you are the light of my life. You are my all, all what a man could
wish for. I regret it having been forced to live far from you for so
long. Only you made my life complete, I never can thank you for giving me
the opportunity to escape from that awful family, which still is present by
certain persons. Don't worry about him my dearest, everything is going to
be taken care of.  Joshua Edouard, by law you are my son. As you once told
me, you don't have a father any more. Well son, your wish became reality,
it seems that you really don't have a father any more. That would make you
an... ORPHAN... wouldn't it? My son, I cannot ever forgive you for all the
bad things you have done to me and my wife, including your little affair
with my stepson.  Erika, you are here to take care of our little deal. In
case this deal is still in this moment. Never forget about my
instructions. This is the only way we all can get what we want. Or don't
want...  Now my dearest family, it is time for all of you to know what my
final will is.  Anita, my love, you shall remain in the mansion, and also
keep 50% of the company stocks and 121 million dollars. That is a quarter
of my fortune. The rest, as much as I dislike it, is the legal heritage of
my son Joshua Edouard. The half of my fortune is the property of my former
wife, whose parents agreed for me to keep the money as long as my son will
inherit it. There is still however, one condition I am allowed to put for
him to actually inherit the money, the stocks and the dwellings. According
to an ancient rule of the de la Pole family the first born son will inherit
the fortune of his parents one month after his marriage, and after the
marriage has been consumed. The family law gives me right to put this
condition.  Now my son, as far as we have seen your sexuality won't allow
you to ever get into the possession of this fortune. Anita and I had to
sadly assist at your behavior and at the destruction of young Raul's
life. You might marry some girl, you think, but you are very wrong. This
marriage will be valid only if closed with Erika Heidenreich. The marriage
should also be consumed, as said, under the very assistance of Mr. Timothy
Simmons and the other inheritors. The mean of this act, is of course as you
can realize, to make sure there will be an offspring, so there will be no
protection allowed. In case you shouldn't complete your mission in one
month after the wedding, the heir will be inherited by your wife, Erika
Heidenreich. According to the pre-signed contract, she will hand over this
to its deserving owner, Anita Fernandez La Croix.  My dearest family! I
wish you the fun of your life. Anita, my love, there will be no weapon more
powerful than this ancient family law. My son, you might have got rid of
me, but my curse will follow you all your life long. Should you choose the
wedding, so you will be forced to deny your sexuality and identity, turn
your back to Raul and forget him for ever. Should you choose the homosexual
lifestyle, so you will have to learn how it feels to be broke and poor, how
it feels for a spoiled noble to live as a peasant. There will be no happy
hour in your life either way, and you should be followed by this curse as
long as you lived. This is my final will and wish for the de la Pole
family."


To be continued?

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So how was it? If my playing around makes you tired, or if by any chance
you like what you were just reading, send me a mail. Same address... Thanks
for reading my story!

Marcos
(tulindobebito@yahoo.es)