Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 22:52:21 -0500
From: Gstrdr15 <Gstrdr15@msn.com>
Subject: KOMBAT KIDS CHAPTER 34

Disclaimer; If you are under 18 years of age, or material such as this is
illegal in your locale, please do not continue reading. All persons, places
and thing depicted in this story are purely fictional, any resemblance to
people, living or dead, past or present, places or things is purely
coincidental.  However, I will admit to there being a Washington State.

Kombat Kids
By; GhostRyder15

Chapter 34
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	James watched George Townsend leave his room; he looked down at the
small handgun that George had placed on the bed for several minutes.  James
picked it up and looked at it closely, a .380 Astra, it was a cheap throw
away, but that was OK, it would do the job.  He thought back over the
conversation he just had with some of the boys and men who made up Unit
One.  "What the fuck do they know?" he thought; "It's not them lying here
with only one arm and one leg.  Fuck em, the assholes."

	James looked at the gun again, he placed the muzzle under his chin
and put his finger on the trigger, George had taken the safety off before
he left so all it would take was three or four pounds of pressure on the
trigger and he wouldn't have to worry about the pain, wouldn't have to
worry about the shame, wouldn't have to worry about not being a whole man.
Yeah, he wouldn't have to worry about anything, and then he thought about
the kids, and he knew he couldn't do it.  With all the strength he had left
in his abused body he flung the firearm at the door to his room.  The
firearm hit the wire reinforced glass and caused it to craze but not
shatter.  The sound of the pistol impacting the glass of the door was heard
by Bobby Winston at the Nurse's Station.  She ran to James' room and saw
the damaged glass and hurriedly entered the room, seeing no one but James
she glared at him and asked in a polite voice; "What the fuck are you doing
James, trying to give me a fucking heart attack?"

	James glared right back before saying; "As a matter of fact yes,
I've given you way too much slack since I've been here.  Oh yeah, I'm
hungry, and on your way out would you take that piece of shit on the floor
and give it to the next adult from the Unit who shows up, please."

	Bobby looked at the gun on the floor, bent over and picked it up
then dropped the magazine out and locked the slide back which ejected the
chambered round (remember this is gun country and most women know how to
handle firearms safely).  Checking to make sure it really was empty; she
let the slide go forward, then pointed it toward the outside wall and
pulled the trigger on the now empty chamber.  Bobby then put the little
handgun in one pocket and the magazine and the single loose round in
another.  She looked at James for a second then walked over to him and
kissed him on the forehead and then left the room.

	James lowered his head to the pillow and closed his eyes, but did
not try to sleep.  He started to think about the future and what he'd have
to do to be a functioning part of it, for his brother, the Unit and for
himself.

	TWO AND HALF MONTHS EARLIER, the Washington State Highway Patrol
had dispatched two Patrolmen in a WSHP cruiser to the Bateman home to
inform the people there that James Bateman had been in an automobile
accident and that his chance of survival was listed as being very poor.

	The Gunny who had punched the gate open button for the Patrolmen
when they requested admittance to the property, had answered the door when
they had rung the door bell. Matt was down in the pool cavern working with
his swimmers and luckily wasn't present for the news.  After thanking the
Patrolmen for doing their duty in a kind and compassionate manner, the
Gunny closed the door and placed his back to it and closed his eyes.  After
taking several deep breaths, he went in search of the two other Marines
assigned to the Unit and found Keener and George Babcock in the lounge
watching the Seattle Mariner's getting their collective asses whipped, as
usual.

	The Gunny picked up the remote and turned the TV off.  Keener
immediately started bitching, that is until he saw the look on the Gunny's
face; "What's wrong Gunny?" he asked softly.

	Gunny turned to George; "James and Mitch have been involved in an
automobile accident on 240 just a little while ago, Mitch is fine, he only
has a few bruises but they don't think James is going to make it."

	Both Keener and George turned pale, even though the Gunny told him
his son was OK, he had to ask; "You're sure, I mean swear to me you aren't
lying about Mitch, please,................. Please!"

	Gunny moved to the Staff Sergeant and grasped him by the shoulders;
"Listen to me George, I wouldn't lie to you about something like that.  The
cops told me he had a few bruises and that his prosthesis was damaged, but
other than that he's fine."

	George tried to get up, but the Gunny held him in the chair;
"Listen to me George, you too Keener, we have to get Matt and tell him,
knowing Matt he's going to want to jump in a truck and race to the
hospital.  We can't let him do that.  George, you go start up a HUMVEE,
Keener you come with me and we'll tell Matt, we'll have the best chance of
keeping him calm if his lover is there."  Gunny's last statement was just
the Gunny being truthful, not a slam against Keener or Matt.

	George ran for the garage, while the Gunny and Keener ran down the
four flights of steps and then moved quickly to the pool cavern. Matt had
all 16 of his swimmers sitting on the pool deck listening to him lecture
them on ' Buddy Breathing' Matt turned as he heard the two Marines
approaching and immediately knew something was terribly wrong.  Keener went
up to him and took him in his arms while the Gunny stood close to him and
filled him in on what had happened.  The sixteen boys sat there in shock,
some of the younger ones started to cry openly while most of the older ones
just looked deeply concerned and misty eyed.  Matt stood perfectly still
for about ten seconds, then he tried to free himself from Keener's grip.
Keener was ready for this and he, as well as the Gunny started to talk to
him, telling Matt that George already had a vehicle waiting for them
topside and the longer he struggled, the longer it would take for him to
get to James.  The Gunny then told him about Mitch being in the vehicle
along with James and how it wasn't fair to George to keep him waiting.
Matt took several deep breaths and stopped his attempts to break free of
his lover.

	Matt finally spoke; "I'm OK, I got it under control now, turning to
the boys he looked to Mike Hedding, the Squad Leader for the Swimmers and
ask him to secure everything and to contact the people listed on the Bravo
Emergency Contact List and tell them what had happened.  Turning to the
Gunny, he said; "Let's go Stan."

	The three men hurried up the ladder (a stairway in Navy parlance is
known as a 'ladder'), out the front door and climbed into the HUMVEE,
before all of the doors were closed, George was accelerating rapidly away
from the house.

	When the four men arrived at the hospital, they found two Sheriff's
Units parked in the Police Only parking spots at the entrance to the
Emergency Room.  When they entered the hospital, they found Bill, Tommy and
Phil Martin, David and Mark White and their father, George and JJ Townsend,
Jap and his father, Jacky Hoffman and his father Sergeant Hoffman and Tyler
English, his father, and Shane Babcock and Justin Tannonligua waiting for
them.

	Matt and George Babcock immediately sought out Bill Martin, before
either of them could speak, Sheriff Martin said; "Relax George, Mitch is
OK, they have him getting an MRI, just to make sure there aren't any
injuries they may have missed."  Turning to Matt, the Sheriff took him by
the arm and led him back outside, Tommy stopped a few of the people in the
emergency room from following them, to give them privacy for what the
Sheriff had to tell Matt.

	Bill guided Matt to a bench just outside the Emergency Room
entrance and made him sit down before saying; "James isn't doing well, they
called for a priest a few moments ago to give him 'Extreme Unction,'
(AUTHORS NOTE; Extreme Unction is also known as 'The Last Rites') I'm sorry
Matt but I wanted you to know before the priest arrived."

	Matt leaned forward and vomited, the Sheriff held on to him until
he was finished then moved him away from the mess.  Bill pulled out his
handkerchief and carefully wiped the vomit from around Matt's mouth and off
his chin, then hugged Matt to him and gently patted him on the back as if
Matt was a scared child.  The Sheriff could feel the great soul wrenching
sobs coming from deep within Matt and continued to hold him, trying to
console the deeply frightened man.  Matt continued to cry for the next
twenty minutes or so and then he stopped.  Matt straightened to his full
height and looked the Sheriff in the eyes before saying; "Thank you Bill,
I'm sorry I lost it there, I really appreciate you being here cause I don't
know what I woulda done if I walked in there and found out from one of the
medical types, or even worse from the priest."  Still sniffling, with a few
tears in his eyes, but now in full control of himself, Matt asked; "Can you
tell me what happened, how did it happen?"

	Bill moved over to another bench that was farther away from the
door and they sat down, looking at James he spoke softly; "I'll give you
what I know, just remember it's still under investigation; James and Mitch
were heading west on 240, James had just stopped and was getting ready to
turn South towards Denton City when the semi came over that rise just
before the intersection and the driver lost control.  Luckily, the tractor
hit the left side of the HUMVEE or both James and Mitch would have been
killed instantly.  As it was, the HUMVEE's left side was pushed toward the
center of the vehicle, by some quirk, the HUMVEE was pushed sideways a
little instead of being spun around, and that lessened the impact somewhat.
Mitch's left leg, the artificial one, was trapped when the fire-wall was
pushed back and the dashboard collapsed on it.  James wasn't as lucky, a
part of the door took his left arm off above the elbow and the dashboard
and fire-wall were pushed into his left leg crushing it completely, his
right shin suffered a simple fracture but nothing else.  I don't know
anything about what kind of internal injuries he suffered, but the doctors
are sure there are some.  His face and head must of bounced off the door or
the frame, causing damage to the left side of his face and head, no one's
told me how bad the damage is.  Right now that's all I know, except they
didn't even stop at the Emergency Room, they just rushed him into an
operating theater, which was 45 minutes ago."

	Matt stood, looking down at the Sheriff for a few seconds before
saying; "Thanks Bill, I appreciate your kindness and your consideration.
Where's Mitch? By the sound of his injuries, James is going to be in the
operating room for a while; I better see how the boy is doing."

	Matt went back inside, checked with the Triage Nurse on Mitch's
location and then went in to see him.  When he entered the examination
room, George and Shane Babcock were talking to Mitch quietly, when Mitch
saw Matt enter the room, he burst out crying; "Oh Matt, I'm so sorry, there
wasn't anything I could do, I couldn't move my leg and wasn't able to get
to James, I tried, I really did, I'm so, so sorry."

	Matt went to the bed and placed his arm around Mitch's shoulder
before saying; "Calm down, take it easy, James is going to be OK.  I know
he's hurt pretty badly, but I also know he's going to be OK. It just might
take awhile.  I'm going to need you and the rest of the guys to be there
for him, and for me, can you do that, can you?"

	Mitch looked in to Matt's eyes and knew that Matt wasn't lying to
him; he knew that Matt was sure James was going to survive.  Mitch stopped
crying, wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded his head yes.

	For a little over two months James remained in a coma, Matt and the
Unit One members maintained a 24 hour a day watch over him, at least one
boy or man was in James' room with him at all times in case he woke up.
The Unit continued the exercises at the Bateman Compound, racking up an
impressive 80% win record, with only one aggressor team actually making it
as far as the vault door.  That occurred during the first exercise after
James had been injured, after that one lapse, the Unit kicked ass and took
names, and they broke their pencils writing the first name.  James was
never far from the thoughts and prayers of the Unit's members, General
Stanton and the Gunny discussed their performance and both agreed that they
did such a good job, mainly because of James' condition.  So when James
woke for the first time on the 27th of July, everyone cheered at the news.

	Even in the face of pain and suffering, both physical and mental,
life continues, Bobby Bauer completed the ground portion of his jump
training and went on to make his first jump by the end of May, and in
James' absence, he became Matt's Aide de Camp.

	Doctor Allyn, David Allyn's father got with Mitch and developed a
new prosthesis for Mitch's left leg, luckily Doctor Allyn had been working
on the concept of computer control using negative feedback for several
years.  He had been corresponding with the Bethesda Naval Hospital in
Bethesda Maryland about their systems for neural/prosthesis control
linkages since the mid 1980's and had made great strides in the autonomous
control systems for a powered prosthesis.  For the two months between the
accident and the time James came out of his coma, Doctor Allyn and Mitch
had tried out several powered and semi-powered artificial legs, both had
great hopes for the one they were testing when James woke for the first
time.

	While his father and Mitch were working on the prosthesis, David,
and Justyn Tyme became closer as they were thrown together by their choice
of job specialties.  They both were considered by their peers and parental
units as being really weird, in as much as they wanted to jump from
perfectly operating airplanes for no other reason than they thought it was
fun. The two boys shared a room in the berthing compartment and became more
and more interested in each other as time passed.  On the Friday night of
the first exercise weekend in June, David and Justyn had returned to their
room after taking a shower before turning in for the night.

	David, the younger of the two climbed on his bottom bunk and
watched Justyn get ready for bed, he loved watching the muscles of Justyn's
ass tighten and flex, he especially loved the dimples on each side of his
ass.  As he watched his roommate, David started to bone up, shortly, his
foreskin had pulled back and was just behind the glans of his penis and he
was leaking large amounts of pre-cum.  Justyn turned and saw the condition
David was in and laughed; "Well dude, I guess you like what you see, huh?"

	David blushed and turned on his side facing away from Justyn.  The
next thing David knew, the bed sagged as Justyn sat on the edge of it and
then he felt Justyn's fingers running through his hair.  When Justyn
grasped his hard cock, he almost jumped out of his skin, no one had ever
touched him like that, not even his doctor.  "Come on Dave," Justyn
whispered; "I know you want me as much as I want you."  Gently, Justyn
pulled on David's shoulder until he was flat on his back, Justyn leaned
forward and kissed him, softly at first, then with more force until he was
all but crushing David's lips.  Justyn forced his tongue into David's mouth
while at the same time grabbing a hand full of David's hair and grasping
him by the balls with his other hand.  Justyn broke the kiss and released
David completely; the next thing David knew was Justyn was sitting on his
chest forcing his eight inches of cut cock into David's mouth.  David
didn't argue, he just opened his mouth wider and tried to accept more of
Justyn's dripping cock.  Justyn grabbed David by both of his ears and used
them to control his head all the while forcing more of his cock into
David's mouth.  This was the first time David had a dick in his mouth, at
first it really excited him but as Justyn forced more of his dick into
David's throat, he became scared. Justyn was beyond hearing or caring, all
he wanted was to sink his cock as far into David's throat as he could.
When David started gagging, it didn't even faze Justyn; he just kept
shoving his cock in deeper and deeper.  David started fighting, hitting
Justyn on the back with his balled up fists, but Justyn was oblivious to
his frantic punching, finally when David could stand no more and was on the
brink of passing out, David did the only thing left to him.  He bit down as
hard as he could on Justyn's dick.

	Until David pulled his "Last Stand At The Alamo" chomp on his dick,
Justyn was having a good old time.  When David tried to bite his dick off,
Justin quickly released David's ears and tried to pull his dick out, while
at the same time screaming like a gut shot hyena.  Finally David released
his cock from the death grip his teeth had on it and Justyn fell off of
David's bed onto the floor screaming in pain, crying and squeezing his
wounded cock.  David remained on his bunk, taking great draughts of air
into his oxygen-starved lungs and sobbing in anguish.  Finally David
crawled off the bed looked into Justyn's eyes and punched him in the nose.
David jumped up and grabbed a pair of skivey shorts and ran from the room.
Not looking where he was going, he ran directly into Phil Martin, knocking
them both to the floor.

	Phil shook his head to try to clear the slight ringing sound in his
head caused by the collision and looked at the distraught squadie.  Phil,
even though he wasn't a rocket scientist, knew that something had happened
to David and that whatever it was; it wasn't a nice something.  David was
almost hysterical; he tried to get back on his feet but lost his balance
and ended up flat on his ass.  Phil hurriedly crawled over to him and
grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him until he got his attention;
"David, David, what the fuck's the matter, what happened, come on snap out
of it."

	David continued to cry softly but was able to get control of
himself; "I killed him, I killed him, I couldn't breathe so I bit him than
I punched him, I killed him."

	Phil was confused, he shook David again and said; "David look at
me, come on, look at me."  As soon as David was tracking again, Phil asked;
"Who did you kill David, who?"

	David sobbed out his answer; "Justyn, he's in our room and I
punched him, then I ran, I killed him."

	Getting to his feet, Phil pulled David up and spoke firmly to him;
"Calm down David, just calm the fuck down, lets go see how bad you hurt
him, I don't think you're capable of killing anyone with one punch, but
let's go and find out."

	When they got to David and Justyn's room, Phil heard low moaning
coming through the closed door.  When he opened the door, Phil found Justyn
lying on his side in the fetal position moaning softly, one hand holding
his nose and the other buried in his crotch, obviously holding tight to his
nards.

	Phil quickly went and knelt alongside Justyn and tried to
straighten out his naked form so he could check the damage.  Justyn had
other ideas, his abused body refused to be straightened out, it wasn't
taking any chance that another assault on its wellbeing would take place.

	Phil went to the inter-building telephone mounted on the wall and
called the gun room; "Keener, this is Phil, one of our guys had been hurt,
I'm down here in the berthing compartment in room, Just a second." Phil
opened the door and saw the room number then continued talking to Keener;
"we're in room 32, can you come down, I don't know what to do."

	Less than five minutes later, Keener, George Babcock and the Gunny
rushed in to the room, the first thing they saw was a naked Justyn curled
into a ball on the floor and David sitting on the bed in just his skivey
shorts crying.  George grabbed Justyn by the feet and Keener grabbed him by
his arms and gently they straightened him out while the Gunny checked him
over.  The first thing everyone saw was the extremely angry bite marks on
Justyn's dick, about an inch from his pubic mound, the other was a really
swollen nose and upper lip.

	"Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick, what the fuck happened here?"
demanded the Gunny.

	Gunny went to the telephone and called the dispensary; "Hello Doc?
Yeah this is the Gunny, can you come down to room 32? We got a problem, Ok
thanks."  Gunny hung up the phone before looking at David and asking;
"David, how about you coming with me out into the hall and tell me what the
fuck happened here."

	David followed the Gunny into the hall, but before David could
start talking, Doctor Davidson came hurrying up the hallway, Gunny pointed
to the room and the Doctor nodded in passing, not saying anything.  Gunny
turned back to David and ordered; "OK David, I want you to start at the
beginning and tell me everything."

	For the next five minutes or so, with much blushing and stammering,
David related everything that had taken place in the room.  While David was
talking, it took all of Gunny's considerable will power to keep from
laughing, while what Justyn had done to David was serious, the impromptu
subjection of Justyn's cock to punishment by David was hilarious.

	As David was finishing his story, Keener and George Babcock
supporting Justyn between them came out of the room and headed down the
hall.  The doctor stopped and said to Gunny; "I don't think young Mike
Spinx here broke his nose, but I'm going to take him down to the dispensary
and keep him there for awhile, I'm also going to give him a tetanus shot
while I'm at it just to be on the safe side, human bites can be a problem."
the Doctor said with almost a straight face.

	Turning back to David, the Gunny told him to go lie down and try to
get some sleep.  David nodded his head and said; "Gunny I'm really sorry, I
didn't know what else to do.  The Gunny smiled at David: "Son, I kinda
figure that Justyn's real lucky you didn't bite his cock off instead of
just putting some teeth marks on it.  Don't worry about it go get some
sleep now.  Saying that, the first sexual experience for David and Justyn
ended, it would be two more weeks before the boys were able to patch things
up (no pun intended) and get back together. But that's another story.

	After making sure that David had hit his tree for the night, the
Gunny went to the Dispensary to talk with Justyn.  Upon entering the room,
he saw Justyn lying on his side on a treatment bed, Justyn was facing the
wall and Doctor Davidson was just finishing injecting him with Tetanus
serum in the right Gluteus Maximus (right butt cheek).  The Gunny stifled a
chuckle before speaking; "How about you men leaving me and Justyn alone for
awhile, we need to talk."

	As the two Marines and the doctor filed out of the room, Justyn
rolled gingerly onto his back and looked at the Gunny with a scared
expression on his face.  Justyn's "Fear Index" shot up to new heights when
the Gunny started talking.

	"You stupid little mother fucker, I oughta rip that fucking cock of
yours right off and shove it down your throat." During the short time
Justyn had been with the Unit, this was the first time he had ever heard
the Gunny talk like that, to anyone.  Sure Gunny cussed, but he never heard
him threaten anyone as he had just done to Justyn.

	"What the fuck is your problem boy, you think just because you got
a big dick you can go and force it on someone anytime you want?  Answer me
boy, you're about three seconds from being kicked out of the Unit and
getting your ass thrown in jail for rape, what the fuck was going through
that pointy little head of yours?"

	Justyn was scared now, really, really scared.  When he had his dick
in David's mouth that had been his first time with anyone other than his
hand.  After reading all those stories in the Authoritarian Section of the
Nifty Archives, he thought that was the way a guy, a real man, was supposed
to act.  He had no father to talk to about his feelings; his dad had been
in the Air Force, a pilot and was killed during a training flight when
Justyn was eight years old.  Justyn tried to tell the Gunny this, tried to
explain to him that he really thought that was the way to make love, that
this was his first time and he wanted to impress David, the more he talked
the more he became depressed.  Finally he couldn't take it any more and he
broke down in tears.

	Gunny looked at the sobbing boy for a minute or so, thinking,
trying to come up with something that would make the boy understand that he
fucked up, and had to pay a penalty for what he had done, but was only
guilty of being ignorant not cruel.  Finally the Gunny reached out and
gently rubbed the boys' cheek with the back of his hand before saying
softly; "Justyn, you fucked up, and you paid the price for it, not the full
price you owe, but a good portion of it.  I have to talk to Matt about what
we need to do about this whole thing, until we figure it out, I'm going to
move you to another room and I want you to stay away from David for the
time being.  Will you do that?"

	Justyn looked at the Gunny through tear filled eyes and nodded his
head yes, not able to speak.  The Gunny smiled at him and as he turned to
leave, he said; "Oh yeah, keep that horse dick of yours in your pants for
the time being, you have to train it so it doesn't get away from you
again."

	The Gunny saw Justyn blush and he nodded his head yes, again.

	The Gunny found Matt in the Lounge on the first deck; Matt had just
gotten back from the hospital after spending six hours sitting with James.
The Gunny thought to himself; "Maybe, just maybe, this shit between Justyn
and David might help get James off of Matt's mind, at least for a little
while."

	Walking over to where Matt was sitting, the Gunny spoke to him in a
firm no bullshit manner, not quite his DI voice but close; "Matt, I need
your help, we got a situation with two of the boys."  The Gunny then went
on to relate what happened between Justyn and David, not even trying to
keep a smile off his face when he came to the part where David bit Justyn's
dick then punched him in the nose.

	For the first time since James went into the hospital, Matt smiled,
granted it was a small smile, but nonetheless a real smile.  Matt sat there
shaking his head and thinking before he spoke; "Jesus, Gunny, I kinda hate
to do anything else to the kid, I mean shit man, teeth marks?  That must
hurt like hell."  Matt thought again for a few seconds; "I guess we're
lucky, David's one of James' pupils, and he has a Red belt with two black
stripes in Tai Kwan do, James was going to test him at the end of May and
give him his Black Belt, he really coulda fucked Justyn up bad if he wanted
to."

	The Gunny nodded and asked; "Yeah, I know, but we got to slam him,
even though he wasn't trying to hurt David, it was almost rape, so I ask
you, what are we going to do?"

	Matt sighed; "Yeah I know, how about we make him do five day's of
JJ's and a book report?"

	The Gunny looked confused; "I agree about the JJ's ...but a book
report?  What's that going to do?"

	"I was thinking of having him read Jamie Haze's 'Somerset Farm' and
write about the way the characters interact with each other and the rules
they set up to prevent just this type of situation.  While there's a lot of
verbal infighting amongst the kids, they still treat each other fairly and
respect each other.  It's kinda where James and I came up with the rules
for the Unit."

	Matt thought for a few minutes before adding; "I think we had
better give David three Days of JJ's for punching him out also, I mean he
deserved it, but I don't want the guys to start duking it out every time
someone gets pissed or scared."

	The Gunny agreed that it might work and that Matt was right about
David and that he would tell both of the boys what their punishment was
after the exercise they were awaiting was concluded.

	Saturday morning at zero dark thirty, (around 04:00) the third
attempt by a Marine Recon Unit took place and they almost made it.  The
defenders had set up the Claymores on the Marine's expected route of
advance, unfortunately the Marines attacked down a totally unexpected route
and both of the fire teams that were sent out to engage them were rendered
ineffective by the Marines, but the Marines lost sixteen of the twenty two
men they sent against the Unit during the fire fight. When they arrived at
the buildings' entrance, they were taken under fire by both the reserve
quick reaction team and the two LAV's that had just moved to the two
prepared fighting positions a hundred yards east of the main entrance.  The
remaining six Marines were rendered ineffective with only the loss of one
more Squadie.  The Squadie was Justin Tannonligua behind the M60 on
GhostRyder 25, and boy was he pissed.

Aggressors 1, defenders 3 Hoo Aww!!!


End Of Chapter 34
Next;
Chapter 35
We Can Rebuild Him, We Can.....


I'd like to take a moment and thank Jamie Haze, Author, Mentor, and Friend
for the encouragement he has given me in the writing of this story, and the
editing of it for me.  I encourage you all to read Somerset Farm, Dooby
Rhymes With Scooby and Apartment 141 by Mr. Haze.

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