Date: Sun, 8 Jun 2003 15:39:56 +1000
From: iarwain <iarwain7@ains.net.au>
Subject: Peter's Mistake part eighteen

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What happened in Part Seventeen.
Jeremy came for tea and saw his new room.
Michael and Sam's joint exhibition was an amazing success.
Jeremy moved in and Peter and Michael went to the mountains and sky-diving.


Part Eighteen


Peter and Michael both had stacks to do when they got home from their
weekend.  Peter looked for Jeremy first.  He was in his room having a rest
in his big bed but he called Peter in.

I've been a bit tired today but I'm getting up soon.

Peter grinned at him.

Did Sam give you a good massage?

Ah!  Yes!  He did.

Good!  Show me your picture.

Jeremy went red.

What picture?

Sam always gives out a picture with his massage.

Peter!  I feel guilty because you are special for me, but you made me
promise to do what Sam said, and once we started I couldn't back out.

Jeremy!  You don't have to feel guilty.  They did the same trick on me and
I ended up with a new friend after one might.  Did he teach you many
things?

Peter!  You wouldn't believe how much.

Yes I would.  He did the same to me remember.  When are you going to show
me?  Tonight?

Ah!  Can we say Tuesday night?

Oh my God!  Did Sam wear you out that much?  Well!  I hope you had a good
rest because we're going out for his birthday at 5 o'clock.

Do you mean I'm coming too?

Of course you are.  You're part of the house now.  Or you will be when Pete
gets through with you tonight.

Have you talked to Andrew yet?  I know he wants to see you about some old
junk he's got.  Just knock on his door when you get up.

Peter headed for Sam's room next.

Hey!  Sam!  How's the birthday boy?

Peter!  I'm still recovering from last night.

Jeremy is pretty wrecked too.

He ought to be.  I didn't get to give him his massage till after 4 AM this
morning.  If I hadn't been in charge I'd never have kept up with him.  I've
got a new record too.  You're right Peter.  He really is special isn't he?

He's a bit like you Sam.

Peter went up to his computer and sent an e-mail to petersmistake.

I have taken the photos that you asked for and ended up with 22.  It was
very hard because I had to take the camera to the shower room at college.
You'll just have to trust me though because I 'm not giving out their
names.

Everyone gathered at 5 o'clock and left for the restaurant.  The meal was a
serve yourself type, and about halfway through Pete disappeared for awhile.
A big announcement came over the speaker.

Attention please Superman!  Your boyfriend needs to meet you at the phone
booth.  Superman alias Sam Ngyen, please!  Page to the reception!

Everyone looked at Sam.

It's Pete!  What's he doing now?

Once again the speaker's came on.

Superman disguised as harmless artist Sam Ngyen!  Your boyfriend is still
waiting at the phone booth!

Sam stood up and made his way to the smiling people at reception.  When he
got there they said Happy Birthday and told him to go to the restrooms.
The group at the table waited, wondering what was happening, then Peter
felt like diving under the table.  Pete and Sam were walking towards them.
Pete had his arm around Sam and was wearing a pair of red jocks over the
top of his jeans and a tight blue T-shirt.  Sam had some blue speedos over
his jeans, a tight red T-shirt, and from somewhere Pete had found a blue
cape.  Pete must have stuffed some socks in Sam's speedos, because he
looked super endowed as well.  As they reached the table the speakers burst
into the happy birthday music and the whole place sang along then gave a
big cheer at the end.  They stayed dressed like that for the rest of the
meal and Pete carried on kissing and hugging him.

When they got home Pete said there wasn't a big production till Sam's 21st,
but there were some things for him.

The first was an ankh like Peter and Michael's.  Michael wanted Sam to have
one too, and Brian and Anthony provided the silver necklace for it.  Peter
and Andrew had a classy sound system for him and Pete had a CD, which he
knew was one that Sam liked.

Michael had a special gift, which no one knew about.  He'd kept his
favorite picture that Sam and he had worked on, and had it blown up to
poster size and mounted.  He hoped it could be hung in the living area and
everybody thought that was a great idea.  Pete took over again.

Now Jeremy!  It's your turn.  Has anyone told you that you're not
officially part of the house till you've been christened and initiated?  We
have traditions here going back for years.  Christening is like in church
and it's very important.  Have you brought your christening costume?

No one told me anything about it!

Gosh!  What are we going to do?  Peter!  Do we have any spares anywhere?

I think there might be one in the bathroom.

Come on Jeremy!  Let's see if it fits.

When they came back Jeremy was wearing some light blue speedos, which
looked fantastic.

The house rules say that you have to wear them whenever you go swimming
with any of us.  Okay!

Aren't they a bit small for me?

No!  That's the way they make them these days.

Pete took him through the usual ceremony then dried him off but wouldn't
let him get changed.

We have to initiate you now Jeremy!  This is to show you can put up with
all the crude jokes and nasty tricks that Sam and Peter carry on with all
the time.  First of all we have to dress you up as suits an honest gay guy
like your self.

Anthony produced his Anthea wig and Jeremy laughed and fitted it on.
Michael produced a set of giant rubber boobs which fastened on like a bra.
Pete meanwhile put some lipstick on Jeremy and darkened up his eyebrows.

Oh!  You're such a cutie Jeremy.  Now!  There's just one more thing.

Pete got a box from under the table then struck the contraption inside
round Jeremy's waist.  It was a large artificial cock and loose rubber
balls and Pete discretely held a simple remote control console behind his
back.

Peter!  I'm glad to see you're getting some photos of this.  Now Jeremy!
I'm going to make some statements.  You don't have to answer but we are
interested in your reaction.  We hear that Sam gave you a massage last
night and you enjoyed it a great deal.

There was a hissing noise and the artificial cock swelled up a bit.  Jeremy
looked down and his eyes opened a little before he started to grin.

Jeremy!  Imagine you're able to take Michael's clothes off.

Another hiss and the cock got even bigger and started to poke out.

What if Andrew were to hold your hand?

A hiss and the 12 inch cock was horizontal.

Peter comes along and gives you a kiss.

Another hiss but this time the rubber balls inflated.

Jeremy!  I don't think any of us are safe from you in this house.  What
happens if you see Brian in the shower?

A hiss and the balls got nearly as big as a couple of oranges.

My gosh!  Jeremy!  That's disgusting.  What would happen if I came over and
gave you a hug?

After the hiss the cock was standing vertical.

Sam!  If you're game, would you give Jeremy a big hug so we can see what he
thinks of you?

Sam walked over and gave Jeremy a nice frontal hug.  This time there was a
long hiss then a loud bang.  Sam jumped back and looked down to see a white
liquid spurting onto him from the head of the cock and the balls had burst
like balloons.

Jeremy!  You'll have to learn to contain your self.  We all like Sam, but
not in public like this.

Jeremy was still smiling but he was blushing with embarrassment and looked
a bit stunned as well.
 Pete didn't let him off the hook though and after taking all the gear off
he made him stand on the chair in his speedos.

Well Jeremy!  You're officially part of our house now.  After that and rude
show you put on for us you have to show us how happy you are by crowing
like a rooster in the morning.

If Pete was trying to embarrass Jeremy it didn't work because after a
moment's hesitation he grinned again, took a deep breath, then at the top
of his lungs crowed and flapped his arms with all the energy he could
muster.  Big smiles lit up and everyone gave a cheer and a clap as Jeremy
jumped down from the chair.  Pete started again.  Now Jeremy!  You'd better
start thinking about what you're going to say because after we'd had a
drink you have to make a speech for us.  Peter watched Jeremy thinking
furiously about what to say, while Sam served up one of his special
mixtures, with coconut milk, you a bit and soda water.  Peter relaxed when
he saw the concentration leave Jeremy's face and he knew he was ready.

You're trying to make things hard aren't you Pete?  I'm never given a
speech before so it's scary.  You all make me feel like I should give you
something so here's what I can do.

Jeremy walked to face Michael, held out his arms and hugged him.

Michael!  You can have my arms!  You gave me yours with your hugs and made
me feel great.

He moved to Sam.

Sam!  You can have my body!  You gave me yours with your massage and made
me feel good about mine.

Everyone was suddenly quiet and still as they realised something special
was happening.  Jeremy went to Brian and Anthony next and held out his
hands to them.

Brian and Anthony!  You can have my hands!  You've given me yours in
friendship and shown me that love is for gay people too.

Jeremy looked around then walked over and rested his forehead on Andrew's
chest for a moment.

Andrew!  You can have my head!  You've made me think.  You've given me so
much time and shown me I could do things I didn't think I could.

Peter had a strange feeling of tension and nervousness as Jeremy moved
towards him.  Jeremy stopped in front of Peter and looked at him with
shining eyes and a wonderful smile.  He took Peter's hand and held it to
his chest.

Peter!  You already have my heart!  You took my loneliness and gave me
friends.  You took my fears and turned them to hopes and your kindness has
pierced my soul.  I will love you for the rest of my life.

Emotion poured through Peter and his heart was brimming as he received this
gift from Jeremy.  Jeremy smile grew even bigger as he watched Peter's
reaction, then he turned and walked to Pete.

Pete!  You were the hardest to know what to give!  You've given me laughter
again and you are the one who caused all this to happen to me.  Will you
accept a gift from me?

Pete could only nod, then watch dumbfounded as Jeremy slipped out of his
speedos and stood nude in front of him.

Well Pete!  Are you going to come and get your gift?

Pete looked around at everyone staring then moved towards Jeremy.

Ah!  Well!  All right!  But do you mean here in front of everyone?

Yes!  Of course!

As Pete reached his hand out, Jeremy grabbed it and gave him the speedos.

Here you are!  You have to put them on and wear them for the rest of the
night.

The stunned silence turned to a great burst of laughter and Pete grinned as
he realised he'd been conned.  Jeremy waited and watched as Pete stripped
and put the speedos on, then went to the bathroom for his ordinary clothes.
For nearly an hour everyone joined in a singalong with Andrew and Michael,
then had some supper to finish off the night.

When Peter went upstairs he checked his e-mail but there was only junk
mail.  After he'd had a shower he checked again.  There was a brief
response.

Good! Well done with the photos!  Check the locker tomorrow after school.

The next day in the locker, he found the address of a short course for
massage.  He was to attend for the next four weeks running on Tuesday
nights for an hour.  The money for the course fees was supplied and Peter
thought this would actually be quite interesting.  When he turned up the
next night he discovered it was a course for people interested in erotic
massage.  Peter learnt a great deal but was also embarrassed a great deal.

Peter's major focus now was working on the photos for his exhibition, which
was only six weeks away.  He had to work harder because Michael was too
busy on his own work to help at all, and Pete didn't have the skills.
Peter wanted Pete to get into a good College routine as well.  He went to
the Surf club but came home on Saturday afternoons.  Michael and Jeremy
were progressing marvellously with their maths and physics, and Brian and
Anthony were both able to swim over a kilometre, though Anthony could
manage it much more easily.

Philips prediction for Sam and Michael proved correct, and they brought in
$30,000 and $35,000 for the next two exhibitions.

The swimming team won their first competition with almost a walk over.

After the massage course was finished Peter had to join an Australian adult
site called Gaycheck.  He had to build a CD with over 50 new guys found
there and was given the month of April to do this.

In the second week of April Peter's exhibition started.  For the first
time, he took a day off College to set up at the gallery, because this
exhibition was twice the size of any he'd done.  He didn't like this large
size but the sections of work he was showing, all complemented each other,
and there was no way out of it.  His main feature was called Fire by Day
and Fire by Night, and was two sets of four pictures each.  He had six
traditional portraits, and six of his portrait and background type.  There
was a set with fifteen expressions of Pete's character, and a set of six
nude photos, which were too good not to be put in.  The whole theme was
labelled 'Pete'.  Peter had worked out his pricing, but when Philip saw
everything set-up in place, he changed it.

Peter!  We're not selling anything till the last week.  You watch!

On Thursday Peter dropped in at the gallery and found Philip with a big
smile on his face.

Peter!  I don't know what happens at that house of yours but it has good
results.  I've got a surprise for you, but you'll have to wait till the
official opening to hear it.

The next afternoon Pete was attacked by nerves.

I can't even figure out what to wear.

Peter knew the best solution for this and collected Sam.

Sam!  Look through his things.  Dress him up well and see if you can calm
him down a bit.

Sam grinned and grabbed Pete's hand.

Come on little man!  Let your big brother look after you.

Sam did him proud, and besides looking great, he also became a lot calmer.
Peter didn't blame Pete one bit because he was quite nervous himself.  In
his own mind he felt that he had some special work on display, but the
judgment of others would be the critical test.  The whole household was
there but the two Peters would be the center of attention.  When they
walked in, it wasn't so crowded, but Peter immediately recognized some
heavyweights from the art world.

Pete!  Don't tell any of your jokes.  There are some important people here
tonight, and we don't want them to be sick.

Pete grinned and Peter knew he was okay now.  Philip did the introduction,
then Peter gave his spiel and answered the questions directed at him.  Some
were very discerning and he had to think hard to express his response
properly.  Pete had to answer several questions as well and he did it in
his own lively manner.  Philip then spoke again.

Ladies and gentlemen we have had to withdraw the two main features.  Fire
by Day and Fire by Night, from the catalog of pictures for sale.  The
National Gallery of Victoria has asked permission to show these pictures as
complete sets, at their Modern Artists exhibit next month.  They will be
available here at the Gallery a short time later.

Peter listened to the buzz of conversation that went around the room.  He
grabbed Pete's arm.

Pete!  You've just become famous and Philip has done wonders for us.

For the next hour and a half Peter spoke and answered questions for the
various people he met.  The impact of the interest in his work by the
National Gallery sank in and he could feel his excitement building.  Sam
and Michael were up in arms.

You're a sneak Peter.  You didn't show us any of these pictures beforehand
and look how good they are.  This national Gallery stuff sounds pretty
important.

Peter couldn't restrain himself and gave Michael a quick hug.

It is Michael.  It will be great for my reputation, and it means all my
work will be more valuable from now on.  It also means I'll have to work a
lot harder to keep it good as well.

The two Peters stayed talking with Philip for a while after everyone else
left.  As they walked out to the car Peter grabbed Pete and gave him an
enormous hug.

Pete!  You're a wonderful man.  Look how all that time we worked has paid
off.  I told you, you were special, and now this has proved it even more
than I thought.

Peter picked Pete up and jumped around with him a few times.

Wow Peter!  You're happy about this aren't you?

Pete!  Promise me you'll finish college.

Well!  I hope I will.  You might have to help me a bit sometimes, but why
wouldn't I?

Pete!  Michael said it tonight.  I've been a real sneak with you.  I did it
on purpose this time because I enjoy it so much.  How much money do you
think you'll get from all your modelling work with me?

I don't know!  Whatever you want to give me I suppose.

Come on!  Have a guess.

$500?

Oh my God!  $500!  You think you'll get $500?

Peter!  Are you drunk?

Pete!  I am, and without any alcohol.  It's the best way.  Now multiply
that by 160 and tell me what you come up with.

Peter watched Pete concentrate and then look amazed.

$8000?  You really are drunk!

Peter had to sit down.  This was just too much.

Holy hell Pete!  I think I'm going to die.  Who teaches you maths?

You do.

I'm no good at my job.  Do it again!  Really carefully!

Peter watched again as Pete concentrated.

Oops!  I forgot the zero.  Peter!  Let's go home.  I think you need to go
to bed or something.

Say it Pete!  Go on!  Say it!

$80,000!

Yes!  You worked it out right.  You think I'm stirring don't you?  You
think I'm delirious.  I probably am.  You want the true amount don't you
Pete?

I think so.

Well I don't know!  But it will be more than that.  Pete!  It's the
National Gallery.  One of the most important Art places in Australia.  When
they do this they usually want to buy the pictures themself.  Thousands of
people will be watching Pete Williams, nude and burning in the
sunset. They'll be seeing Posoidon the God of the ocean glowing incarnate
in teenage form.  Pete!  This is true.  True!  And I'll get exactly the
same as you because we share equally.

Peter could see that Pete was looking worried.  He saw Philip leaving the
Gallery and shouted to him.

Philip!  You wonderful Director!  Come over here and help Pete.  His brain
is having a credibility malfunction.

I don't know what's happening Philip.  Peter seems to have gone crazy.

Peter grabbed Philip and turned him towards Pete.

Philip!  Pete and I are equal partners in his project.  Will you tell him
what he share will likely be?

I can't say exactly Pete.  I don't see you getting anything less than
$80,000 but it should be more.

Peter laughed again.

I told you Philip.  Credibility malfunction.

Come on Pete!  I'm taking you home.  No I'm not!  I want to see the God
Posoidon again.

Pete kept looking at Peter as they were driving.

You're serious aren't you?

A moment ago I was drunk, and now I'm serious?  Yes Pete!  I'm serious.

Peter drove into the college parking lot and Pete suddenly realized where
they were.

What are we doing here?

I told you!  We're going to see Posoidon.  He'll be at the swimming pool.
Pete followed as Peter let them in with his keys.  The pool was glistening
and still under the dim security lights.

I don't know who you're talking about Peter, but there's no one here.

You're wrong Pete!  Posoidon is here, and I want him in the water where he
inspired me.  Are you going to take your clothes off before I throw you in?

Pete undressed quickly then dived in when Peter approached him.

Up to the shallow end Pete.

Peter got Pete to stand up in the shallowest part of the pool then looked
at him.

Pete!  It was the image of you in the water with the luminescence that gave
me the idea for our best pictures.  You said you were on fire without
burning and I knew I had to get that kind of picture somehow.

Peter jumped in and gave Pete a big hug and kiss.

Peter!  You should've taken your clothes off first.

Peter managed to get his clothes into a soggy pile beside the pool.  He
grabbed Pete again.

With $80,000 I'm not worried about some clothes Pete.  Come on!  We're
swimming eight laps.  Each lap is $10,000 burned into your brain and you
have to believe it by the time we finish.  We did this together, so we have
to swim together.

Peter swam hard and Pete battled to keep up with him.  On the last lap
Peter made sure they touched the end together.  When he'd recovered his
breath enough Peter hugged Pete tight to him.

Tell me Pete!  What's your share in our project?

It's $80,000.

Good!  Posoidon was the God of the oceans, and that's what I thought you
looked like with the light glowing round you.  Now I want to make love with
a God.

There was a bed in the little sickbay next to the office and they spent
over an hour there.

Pete loved it when it was time to go home and Peter's clothes were too wet.

Give me your keys Peter and I'll drive closer so you can race out quickly.

Peter went to put at least his jocks on, but Pete had bundled everything
into a plastic bag and was on the way out with it.  Peter had to race to
the car in the nude, then wait a nervous minute while Pete pretended he
couldn't unlock the door.  When they got home Peter didn't go upstairs but
raced into Pete's room and jumped into his bed.

Pete!  I hope you don't mind if I stay here tonight.

Pete proved that he didn't mind one bit.

Peter got up early to get the newspapers.  The reviews were excellent and
he and Pete read them together.  At 9:00 in the morning he woke Brian and
Anthony.

I'm sorry to get you up, but I have to go out soon, and Philip sent a
message that he needs to see your first catalog this week, so he can make
up his mind.

Brian said he had his proof copy done and would take it over that morning.
Peter had a look and knew it was better quality than the ones Philip had
been using.

You've got the contract Brian!  Philip will be really pleased with this
work.

Peter made some important phone calls before lunch then spent most of the
weekend catching up on College work.  He locked his hatch and spent several
hours at the Gaycheck site as well, downloading pictures for the CD he had
to burn.  The next Thursday Jeremy came up early and they had a big talk
before the maths help.

Jeremy!  Are you very busy this weekend?

Not really!  Sam wants to see me on Saturday night.  He's got some game
where he wants to blindfold me.

Oh really!  What about the next weekend?  I was hoping you could come away
with me.

I'm sorry!  I could talk to Sam and change his plans if you like.

No!  The next weekend is just as good.  Jeremy?  How is the money side of
things going for you?  It would be good if you did that couple of hours
extra work so you could keep the $30 for yourself.  I don't know how you
survive on the small payment.

Peter!  I'm going to pay my way like everyone else does and I feel as a
rich as anything compared to before.  Michael and Sam have helped me with
ideas for food and cooking because I didn't really know much about that.
Michael and I are in the same class for physics and we've started working
together.  He's very clever and it's a battle to keep up with him.  We both
enjoy it though.  Pete's been driving me whenever I need to go somewhere
and he makes me laugh all the time.  I've started writing some stories on
my computer, and Andrew has joined me up on an electronics course on the
Internet.

Peter picked up his ears at the stories bit and wanted to know what they
were about.

They're just experiments Peter.  I've got some ideas that I want to work on
and they're rough drafts.

Would you be happy to let me read them?  You know how much I like to read.

Peter!  I'd love you to read them.  You can tell me if they're any good or
not.  I'll work on the one I think you'll like best and give it to you when
it's good enough.  Can I ask you a favor Peter?  Andrew has been showing me
some things, and he wants me to build an intercom system for the house, so
it would be good if you thought it was okay.

Jeremy!  You are Mr. Back to Front aren't you?  That would be doing me and
everyone else a favor.

Great!  Andrew seems to know a lot of things doesn't he?

Jeremy!  That's a joke!  He had a Masters in maths and a Masters in
computer science by the time he was 20 years old.  I still haven't figured
out how that was possible.  Now!  Here's what I wanted to talk to you
about.  Last year Michael did two years of maths in one and I want you to
do the same.  I talked with Michael about it and we want you to work
together on the third-year course.  He suggested it would be good if you
could come along on Wednesday nights when we do the maths.

Do you think I could?  The work has been fairly easy for me.

I know you could Jeremy!  It would mean you'd have to put in some extra
time though.

Later, at their swimming, Brian announced to Peter that he and Anthony were
now officially a company, and they'd signed their first contract.  Peter
grinned at him.

I hope you know what you've let yourself in for.

I think so Peter!  Is there some kind of catch that we don't know about?

It's not really a catch but I can tell you that Philip's gallery isn't the
only one complaining about the high prices they've had to pay for their
catalogs.  I suspect that Philip will be telling them to look closely at
this first one of yours, and I think you could end up getting five or six
more contracts if you want them.

My God!  Five or six!  I'd have to quit college to do all the work.

No you wouldn't.  I've thought about that.  I think you could start any new
jobs in the second semester when you have to do a major project of some
kind for your course.  I'm sure they'd class running your own design
company as a major project, and you'd hardly have to attend college at all.

Peter!  You're a genius.  That would work perfectly.  Boy!  This could turn
out major league for us.  You watch!  I'm going to swim one and the half
kilometers tonight.

You'd better start right now then, because that will take most of our time.

Peter went over to watch the other four who'd come along.  He stopped Sam
and Pete and they watched Michael and Jeremy gliding through the water.

Those blue speedos look great on Jeremy don't they Pete?  Have you ever had
a close look at what's inside them?

Pete looked at him, rather puzzled.

Well!  I just wondered if you are planning to find out this Saturday night
that's all.

Pete and Sam looked at each other.

Don't worry!  You scheming brats!  He doesn't have a clue but he'll
certainly have a better idea of what you two can get up to.

Pete looked at Sam again.

I think he really is a mind reader.  Don't worry Peter.  He'll be in good
hands.

Pete!  I'm not worried one bit.  I think the more good people he's close to
at the moment the better.

One minute I'm a brat and the next I'm good?

Well!  Let's say you're a good brat.

Peter!  William found out we sometimes come here on Thursday nights and
he's asked if he can come along.

Yes!  That's okay.  But we'll only be going till the end of semester
because Brian and Anthony won't need me after then.  Pete!  Is William in
some kind of trouble or something?

I think he's close to it Peter.  He's a nice guy but he lives on the edge a
bit.  I know he's been trying some drugs and I think he uses his good looks
to get them.

So it wasn't an accident he turned up in my tent either?

Sam!  I can't get away with anything when Peter's round.  Did anything
happen?

I've been meaning to talk to you about that for ages.  He grabbed my cock a
few times in the night and in the morning and he tried very hard to get me
to have sex with him.

Wow!  What did you do?

I don't quite understand why but I surprised myself.  The answer came out
as a maybe but not till he turned 18.  But we need to do something soon
Pete, in case this drug thing goes wrong.  When is the next weekend you two
are free, because I want you to help me?  Did you notice how much he
enjoyed your camp Pete?  I think we should try and take him away with us.

The first opportunity turned out to be three weekends away and Peter asked
Pete to find out what he could about William's situation.

Peter went to the South Coast by himself on Friday night.  Life seemed to
be getting very hectic and he hadn't had a time to himself for ages.  On
Sunday night Peter finished his CD of the 50 best looking guys he could
find on the Gaycheck site, and put it in the locker the next day.

In the afternoon Peter went to the gallery to make sure everything was
ready for the 'Best in Time' sales the next morning.  He took his set of
pictures for sale by invitation as well.  This was a set of 21 pictures
which he had wished to include.  They were available by appointment, for
set prices, which were below the average set by the main catalog.  Philip
met him with a big smile.

Peter!  I've got some great news for you.  The National Gallery valuers and
purchasing officer were here today to look closely at your work.  They've
set a minimum value of $35,000 on each of your fire sets.  This means if
you auctioned them you would probably get close to $50,000.  They are keen
to purchase them themselves as complete sets and have made and on the spot
offer of $70,000.

Philip!  We'll do it!  I designed them as complete sets and it would be
great if they were in the National Gallery permanently.

Philip made a phone call and the deal was made.

Peter!  This sets the scene for tomorrow.  The National Gallery deal will
raise the price of all the rest.

On Thursday at lunchtime Peter rang Philip to hear the result.

Peter!  The whole catalog is sold.  If we sell the invitation set
accordingly your total will be $325,000 less $16,000 for my commission.

Peter had a credibility malfunction himself.

Philip!  It's just as well I'm sitting down, I don't know how I'm going to
convince Pete this time.  I'm not accepting your $16,000 commission.
Instead I expect you to charge $25,000.

I'm already doing well out of it Peter.

How did the National Gallery get to be involved at such short notice
Philip?  I think you put your reputation on the line for me.

OK!  I will thankfully except!

Peter rushed back to College and when he found Pete he took him to the
pool.

Quick!  Into your speedos Pete!  We didn't swim far enough on Friday night.

Pete raced off ahead of Peter at the start, obviously not expecting to do
more than one or two laps.  When they finished and recovered their breath
Pete was just staring.

Peter!  I counted seven laps.  I thought you meant extra at the start but
that must be the final total.

I did mean extra Pete and it will all be in your bank in about two weeks.
I've got Philip's phone number for you so you can thank him.  Why don't you
take the afternoon off to think about it?
 I wish I could.

I think I will.  I won't hear a thing the lecturers say anyhow.

After College Peter went to his Credit Union for a special appointment,
which was very successful.