Date: Sun, 16 Feb 2014 19:42:48 -0500
From: crazy4u <rnielsen47@gmail.com>
Subject: The Man From Swift Current Chapter 80, GM College, High School

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Chapter Eighty – Aaron

Brandon awoke early the next morning.  He lay quietly enjoying the warmth
of his lover's body next to his.  Since Mark continued to sleep peacefully,
he carefully extricated himself from Mark's arms and padded naked across
the room to their en suite.  After taking care of his physical needs, he
stood looking at himself in the mirror.  Staring back at him was a changed
man.  He no longer held onto his hatred of all men, or sought to use them
to satisfy his desires for pleasure.  All that had changed, since he had
fallen in love with Mark.  It had started with Glenn and Robbie calling him
out and putting him in his place, when he tried to hit on them.  They
hadn't done it to be mean, or cruel, but to help him to become a better
person.  At the time, he could not comprehend that someone could see him
for who he was; and, still, want him to be their friend.  Even now, it
amazed him that every one of his roommates welcomed him with open arms, and
didn't reject him when he messed up by trying to seduce Robbie and Glenn,
while he was dating Mark.  Both Robbie and Glenn took the time to talk to
him, point out the error of his ways; and, then, made sure he knew they
were still his friends.

The image that he saw reflected in the glass was perfect in every aspect.
He knew he could be a male model, or a movie star, because of his good
looks.  He also knew how to pour on the charm and persuade people to do
what he wanted them to do.  However, when he looked into his own eyes, he
saw someone he was still struggling to understand.  Behind the handsome
face and fantastic physique of a man in his early twenties was a very
uncertain and frightened little boy, who had spent his entire life fighting
to overcome the reality that his parents had abandoned him as a baby; and
that none of his foster parents really wanted him, but had accepted the
money the state paid them to provide food and shelter for him.  That little
boy still couldn't believe that he belonged to a family that loved him, and
that he was married to the most wonderful guy in the world.  It all seemed
too good to be true; and, that at any moment, he would wake up and find it
was all a dream.

He was still staring at his reflection in the mirror, when Mark came up
behind him and slipped his arms around his waist and whispered in his ear,
"I love you, handsome."

The doubts that had plagued Brandon a few moments ago evaporated in the
warmth of Mark's love.  Brandon turned his head to meet Mark's lips in a
passionate kiss.  He turned around in Mark's embrace and wrapped his arms
around Mark, pulling him closer to him.  Brandon kissed Mark hungrily.  The
newlyweds soon returned to their bed to demonstrate their love for one
another.

*** ***

Later, Mark looked Brandon in the eyes and asked, "What were you thinking
about when I saw you looking in the mirror?  You looked so sad, and a
little scared."

Brandon tried to look away from his lover's gaze; but Mark put his hand up
to his face, and gently caressed his cheek, preventing him from turning his
face away from Mark's penetrating look.  "Don't turn away from me, Brandon.
I want to be there for you as we work through whatever demons still torment
you from your past."

Brandon looked into Mark's eyes, trying to gather the courage to speak
about his uncertainties and fears.  Mark continued to gently caress
Brandon's cheek while he waited.  Brandon finally said, "I was thinking
about the radical changes that you have brought into my life, Mark.  I
still find it hard to believe that I have a wonderful husband and a family
that loves me.  I am so afraid that I will wake up and find that it was all
a dream; a fantasy that seems so real, but disappears just as quickly as it
came."

"Why do you have these fears?" Mark asked soothingly, encouraging Brandon
to continue.

"My entire life I have longed to have a loving family, and to meet that
special someone who loves me for me," Brandon said, his voice cracking with
emotion.  His eyes glistened with unshed tears.  "To have my dreams
realized so perfectly makes me feel so wonderful; but, at the same time, I
fear that it is just that – a dream."  It was all Brandon could do to
keep himself together, such was the nature of the emotions he was feeling.

Mark looked deeply into Brandon's eyes.  "Brandon, I love you, and so do my
parents.  We are not going to disappear, nor are we going to change how we
feel about you.  You will just have to accept the fact that you are a
Mattison now.  My parents filed the paperwork for your adoption as their
son, yesterday.  Dad said we will need to drive back up to Duluth to see
the judge next week, then the adoption will be finalized."

Listening to Mark's words caused Brandon's tears to cascade down his
cheeks.  Seeing the tears, Mark realized just how vulnerable his husband
felt.  The man he held in his arms that always carried himself with
confidence and sometimes a bit of arrogance.  The super jock that insisted
on keeping them both on a tight workout schedule and diet, the man Mark had
come to love and cherish.  Mark leaned forward and gently kissed his
husband.  "Brandon, you are my husband, and I love you very much."

Mark took Brandon's hand and raised it to his lips, and then he played with
the ring on Brandon's finger, "Do you see this wedding ring?"

Brandon replied, "Yes."

"It represents my commitment to you, to love you, forever.  You placed your
ring on my finger when you made that same commitment to me.  We are a
family, now, and we are a part of my parents' family.  Remember, you are a
member of the Mattison family," Mark said earnestly, trying to inculcate
these facts into Brandon's heart and mind.

Brandon held Mark's gaze and saw the truth of Mark's words reflected there.
He knew, without a doubt, that what Mark said was true.  The certainty of
it flooded his mind, washing away doubts and fears, leaving only the warmth
and light of Mark's love for him.  He felt like a huge burden had been
lifted from his shoulders.

Mark watched the parade of emotions march across Brandon's face, as his
mind processed Mark's words.  He was much relieved when he saw Brandon's
expression clear, and a look of happiness and contentment replaced the
tormented visage that had worried Mark so much.  He knew that his life
partner would need his continued help over the next few months, to unravel
the knotted skein of self-loathing that Brandon had knitted around himself.
Brandon's fragile sense of self esteem worried Mark.  His parents had
already talked to him about working to strengthen Brandon's self-image;
and, thereby, strengthening their relationship.  He continued to hold
Brandon's gaze, as he said, "Brandon, you are the most wonderful person I
have ever known.  You are kind and gentle.  You have a tough exterior that
hides a tender heart.  You are everything I have ever wanted in a mate."

Hearing the sincerity of Mark's words, Brandon smiled, "I think the same
about you, sweetheart.  I am the fortunate one.  Thank you for turning me
away from my profligate ways, into a path where I can walk hand in hand
with you toward a future filled with happiness."

There was a light knock on the door that interrupted their conversation.
Mark said, "Come in."

The door swung open and Robbie and Adam came into the room.  Robbie said,
"Good morning, you two love birds."  Robbie and Adam sat down on the bed
where Mark and Brandon had made room for them.

Mark said, "Good morning, guys.  Looks like you boys just got out of the
shower."

"We did and we thought we would wake you guys up.  We want to know what
it's like to be married.  Do you feel any different now than before you got
married?" Robbie asked earnestly.

"Yes, it feels different to me," Brandon said, smiling at Mark.

"Why?" Adam asked with keen interest.

"Because I now have a family," Brandon replied, as he took Mark's hand in
his.

Robbie smiled, "That's true, and not only that, you have lots of friends,
too."

"You are right, Robbie, I have many good friends, like every one of my
roommates," Brandon acknowledged.

"I am glad you guys got married.  Seeing how happy all three married
couples are makes me want to get married right now!  I didn't think getting
married made that big of a difference, since you guys were already living
together; but, Brandon, you are right about making it official.  Now you
have a real family.  I have always wanted to get married and have a family;
so, watching the six of you get married this week gives me hope that
someday I can marry Adam.  Then, we can start our own family," Robbie said.

Mark asked, "So, have you and Adam decided you are going to be life
partners?"

Adam answered, "Yes, we have.  I asked Robbie to marry me last night and he
said, `Yes.'"

"We plan to get married in Thunder Bay, just like all of you did this
week," Robbie said.

"Have you told your parents and brothers about your plans?" Mark asked.

"No, we thought we would talk to you, first, before we told anyone else.
We wanted to know your reaction and how you felt about being married,"
Robbie replied.

"From our perspective, we think being a married couple is great," Brandon
said.

"Good.  We will let you know what our families say, when we tell them,"
Robbie said.  "Thanks for talking to us."

The two boys stood up and exited the room, holding hands.  Mark looked at
Brandon.  "Do you think they will be together long enough to get married?"

"Yes, I think they will.  During the short time I have known them, they
have bonded with each other, and it seems that they are growing closer
together every day.  They have just a little over a year before they both
will be 18, and can cross the border and get married," Brandon said.

Mark thought for a moment.  "I think you might be right about them.  It's
just that at their age, I was totally clueless about who I was and what I
wanted to be.  They both seem so sure about themselves and their sexuality.
They radiate confidence and seem so self-assured.  I envy them, in some
ways, because they have figured out who they are so early in their lives."

"Mark, you have to realize that they have a fantastic support network that
has helped them to become comfortable with who they are.  When you were
their age, you didn't have the advantage they have enjoyed, of being able
to talk openly about their feelings for other guys and to explore those
feelings, to see if that is what they really want in a relationship.
Robbie and Adam's life experiences are very different from ours," Brandon
noted, seriously.

Mark nodded his head in agreement, "I am glad that they have good friends
and family to nurture them.  I know when we went home just after school
started, Robbie wasn't very happy at his school.  Fortunately, Glenn
managed to convince Robbie's parents to let him come live with us and
attend high school here.  That's how Robbie met Adam.  If Robbie's parents
hadn't let him come here, he wouldn't have had the support network he has
now."

Brandon said, "I didn't know that Robbie was having problems at his high
school in Duluth."

"He didn't want to tell his parents about it.  It wasn't until Glenn talked
with Robbie about it that Robbie finally told his parents what was going on
at school," Mark said.  "I want to provide support for all gay teens like
Robbie and Adam.  Maybe we can find a way to help others like them."

Brandon smiled and replied, "We're already starting to do something to help
others like ourselves, thanks to Rick and Glenn's generous wedding gift."

"Thanks for reminding me about that.  We need to send out thank you cards
to everyone who gave us gifts.  I think we need to get moving soon, or we
will end up running out of time today," Mark said.

"We need to start a "To Do" list, so we don't forget anything," Brandon
said, putting his arms around Mark's waist and giving him a quick kiss.

"As soon as we are cleaned up and dressed for the day, I'll sit down and
start one," Mark said, thinking what a wonderful husband he had.

They climbed out of bed and jumped into the shower together.  Brandon held
Mark in his arms as they stood under the warm water, as it cascaded over
their bodies.  He kissed Mark and said, "I love you."

Mark grinned, "Not as much as I love you."

*** ***

Robbie and Adam walked down the hall to Zach and Todd's room and tapped on
the door.  Robbie opened the door, when he heard Zach call out, "Come in!"

Zach sat up in bed and smiled at his little brother, as he watched the two
boys walk through the door holding hands.  "What's up, guys?"

Zach and Todd were both still in bed.  They sat up and made room for the
boys to sit down.  Robbie grinned and announced, "Adam asked me to marry
him last night."

Zach and Todd looked at each, and then Zach said, "Congratulations!"  He
reached over and pulled Robbie into a fond embrace.

Todd hugged his little brother, as well.  "Congratulations, Adam."

"We were wondering when you two would decide you wanted to get married,"
Zach said.

Adam looked surprised.  "Why did you think that?"

Todd said, "We were clued in by the questions you kept asking us, as we got
ready for our wedding."

Adam frowned.  "I didn't ask that many questions."

Zach laughed.  "Yes, you did!"

Robbie looked at Adam and grinned, "Even I knew you were thinking about
asking me to marry you."

  Adam looked mortified.  "I thought I was being so secretive about it."

Robbie laughed.  "It was kind of obvious when you asked me if I thought we
could be as happy as Zach and Todd, if we got married!"

Adam's expression finally brightened and he laughed.  "Okay, I guess I was
kind of obvious about what I was thinking, wasn't I?"

"Yes, you were," Robbie said, punching Adam lightly in the shoulder.

"When do you think you will get married?" Todd asked, looking at the two
teens.

"We want to be married as soon as we are both 18," Robbie replied.

"But you won't be out of high school, yet!" Zach replied.

"We are living together already, so what difference does it make if we are
out of high school, or not?" Adam asked.

Todd looked at Zach.  "He does have a point."

Zach nodded his head.  "So, when are you going to tell our parents?"

Adam looked at his brother.  "Todd, will you help me tell them?"

"Sure.  I think Mom and Dad already know that you and Robbie are life
partners," Todd replied.

"I know they do, because they asked me about it and wondered if they should
start planning for a second wedding," Zach said, laughing at the
expressions on the boys' faces.  "Robbie, Mom and Dad already spoke to the
folks at the Valhalla Inn about setting up another wedding."

Robbie's mouth opened, but nothing came out.  His eyes were as big around
as ostrich eggs, "What?!"

Adam was just as surprised, if not more so.  Todd and Zach laughed at their
little brothers.  Todd said, "You guys are in to each other so much, both
sets of parents knew it was only a matter of time before you two decided to
get married."

Adam said, "I didn't even decide to ask Robbie to marry me until last
night.  How could you all know I was going to do that, even before I did?"

Zach said, "We just told you, Adam.  You and Robbie are so obviously in
love with each other, it's very hard to miss.  In fact, for the past couple
of weeks, you both have been practically oblivious to everything that was
going on around you.  It's like you two have been living in a bubble all
your own."

Adam looked at Robbie.  "I do love Robbie very much, so I guess it
shouldn't be a surprise to me that everyone else knows I love him."

Robbie smiled, as he thought about how much love he felt for Adam.  "And I
love you, too."  He turned back to their older brothers.  "Will you help us
tell our parents?"

Zach said, "Yes, we will help you; but, I think you two can handle this one
on your own, since both sets of parents are kind of already in the know, so
to speak."

Adam agreed, "Robbie, Zach is right.  I don't think we need their help, but
I would still like them to be there when we tell our parents.  We want to
tell them when we go home for my birthday in a couple of weeks."

Todd said, "That is a good idea, Adam.  Until then, we won't say anything
about it."

Adam said, "Thanks, Todd and Zach.  You are the best brothers ever!"

The boys hugged Todd and Zach and left the room, talking about their plans
for the day, now that they had shared their important news.  As the door
closed behind them, Zach said, "It's a good thing our parents were already
aware of their relationship."

Todd nodded, "I agree with you; but I think our parents would have been
cool about the whole situation, even if they didn't already know Robbie and
Adam were partners."

"I am so glad we got married, Todd.  It is so wonderful to have you by my
side," Zach said, kissing his husband.  Zach leaned back and said, "I still
can't believe you are my husband now, and not just my boyfriend, or
fiancé."

"You had better get used to it, because I plan to be with you forever,
Zach," Todd said.

"The best part of the wedding for me, besides getting married to you, is
the fact that all of our friends were there for us, especially our
teammates," Zach said.

"I think we won several of them over when we met with them, individually.
If we hadn't done that, I know there are two of my teammates that would not
have come," Todd said.

"There was only one guy on our team, Martin Montserrat, who said at first
that he would not come; but, then he changed his mind.  I think his Dad is
a minister at his church, and he didn't want to cause problems with his
family by attending our wedding," Zach said.

"Martin seems really nice.  Is he anti-gay?" Todd asked.

"No, but his family is," Zach said.

"Is there anyone else on the team who has homophobic parents?" Todd asked.

"No, I don't think so.  At least, no one has said anything to me if they
do," Zach said.

"I just want to make sure I don't cause any problems for the team if I kiss
you in public," Todd said seriously.

"Coach is really cool.  He has made it very clear that everyone is to treat
us with respect and dignity.  He also made it clear that he expects us to
be discrete in our public demonstrations of affection for our significant
others – straight or gay," Zach said.

"I am really looking forward to playing hockey with you on the same team,
instead of playing against you as a member of the opposing team," Todd
said, laughing.

"Me, too," Zach said smiling.  "But you have to admit that I'm the better
player!"

Todd laughed, "On or off the ice?"

"Both!" Zach responded, as he straddled Todd and leaned forward to kiss his
sweetheart, effectively ending any further conversation.

A while later, they heard another knock on the door.  Zach looked at the
clock.  "I forgot that Robbie and Adam have school this morning."  As he
climbed out of bed, the door opened and the boys walked in dressed for
school.

Robbie grinned when he saw his naked brother's body, "See Adam, good looks
do run in the family.

"Yes, they do!  I'll throw on some clothes and drive you guys over to the
school," Zach said.

Robbie asked, "Can't we just take the car?  You guys can borrow one of the
guys' cars if you need to go somewhere before we get out of school."

Zach stopped with one leg in and one leg out of his jeans.  "Okay, you can
take the car, but don't go anywhere else except straight to the school and
back."

Adam grinned, and said, cheekily, "Sure thing, Pops!"

Zach cuffed Adam up the side of his head.  "Don't get smart!"

"And Robbie, don't let Adam drive," Todd said, grinning at his little
brother.

"That's not fair," Adam whined.  "I'm a better driver than Robbie."

Robbie snickered, "Adam, you need to stop while you're ahead.  You know
that isn't true."

Adam gave Robbie a wounded look.  "You're supposed to be on my side.  See
if I let you touch me tonight!"

Robbie grabbed Adam around the waist, and planted a big kiss on his
boyfriend's lips.  "Don't pout!  Let's go, so we won't be late."

Zach handed over the keys, and took his clothes back off, rejoining his
husband in their bed.  "See you guys in a little while," he said, snuggling
up to Todd.

*** ***

Rick and I spent the morning enjoying each other as much as possible, since
Rick only had two more days before he had to return to duty.  I moved
closer to Rick and he encircled me with his arms, pulling me tight against
him.  I gazed into Rick's eyes and rubbed noses with him.  "I love you,
Rick."

Rick gently kissed me, "I love you, too."

"I was thinking that we should expand our real estate holdings here, and
give each of the married couples a rental unit to manage," I said.

"That would be a good idea, but I think they will want to continue living
together for the near future.  Maybe they can manage them together," Rick
replied.

I thought for a moment, "The reason I wanted to give each couple their own
rental unit is to help them get started on their way to financial
self-sufficiency.  Remember what Grandpa said about us becoming financially
independent, so we wouldn't have to hold down a regular 9 to 5 job in order
to pursue our dreams.  It's kind of hard to do that if you are tied down to
a job that you hate, because you need the income.  If we can help them get
to a point where their basic financial needs are met with income from the
rental properties, they can concentrate on achieving their goals in life.
Besides that, there wouldn't be any question as to who would get the income
from the rental properties, if each couple had their own properties to
manage," I replied.

"I think it would work, as long as we continued to do business the same way
as Grandpa has set it up for us.  Also, I think we should include Robbie
and Adam.  Adam talked to me about getting married to Robbie when we were
in Thunder Bay, so they will need our help, as well.  I know that they
aren't of age, yet; but I think they are responsible enough they could
manage a rental property, especially if Zach and Todd helped them, at
first," Rick said.

"I agree we should include them, as well," I said.  I kissed Rick.  "That
is for being the most wonderful man in the whole world, and you're all
mine."

When I tried to pull back from the kiss, Rick clung to me even tighter and
continued to kiss me.  The passion of his kisses had the desired effect on
my body.  It wasn't long before I was returning his fiery, hot kisses, and
I knew that it wouldn't be long before I would be begging Rick to make me
his.

*** ***

Justin and Brian were sitting at the kitchen table when Robbie and Adam
entered the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat before leaving for school.
Justin smiled at them and said, "Have a seat, guys.  I cooked some eggs and
bacon, and there is some orange juice in the fridge."

Robbie came over and hugged Justin, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Thanks, Justin."

Brian smiled.  "I love how you guys are so cool about showing affection for
each other.  It makes me appreciate how fortunate Justin is to have found
such good friends."

Adam laughed.  "I know what you mean, but with Justin, it's more than just
affection; because he is more than just a friend to me and Robbie.  He's
really great in bed."

Brian was blushing at Adam's blunt reference to Robbie and Adam's
relationship with Justin.

Seeing Brian's expression, Adam quickly apologized.  "I'm sorry, Brian.
Now that you two are married, I will try to remember to refrain from
talking about our relationship with Justin."

"It's alright, Adam.  I sometimes forget that you and Robbie were Justin's
lovers before I came on the scene," Brian said.

Justin grinned, "But you don't have to worry about them having sex with me,
anymore; because they have each other and I have you, now."

Robbie opened the fridge and retrieved the orange juice.  He walked over to
the table and sat down next to Brian.  "We have great news for you two.
Adam asked me to marry him last night."

Brian looked between the two boys, and said, "Congratulations!"

Justin stood up and came over to Adam and Robbie, and gave each of them a
hug and a kiss.  "I'm so happy for you both."

Adam said, "Thanks, Justin.  We want you two to stand up with us at the
wedding."

Brian looked surprised.  "Thank you for the honor.  Are you sure you want
me to stand up with you?"

"Yes.  You and Justin are very important people in our lives, and we want
you to be there with us on our big day," Robbie said.

The boys inhaled their breakfast and were on their way out the door, when
Robbie returned to the kitchen and said, "Talk to you guys after school."

Justin turned to Brian, and said, "I love those two."

"So do I.  I am glad they were here for you when you needed them most.
What do you think about working with Glenn's Grandpa?" Brian asked.

 "I think it's a great opportunity for us to get some experience in real
estate management.  I am not super excited about property management, but I
do see the advantages to having a certain amount of income coming in every
month that is not tied to one of us having a job," Justin said.

"Then why did you agree to do it?" Brian asked.

"Because I know that Glenn and his Grandpa take care of their own – in
other words, we are part of their family, now.  This is one of the ways
they want to help us to have some financial stability in our lives," Justin
replied.

"It is like how my family does things in India.  We have a very large
extended family, and we all live together in a large compound.  In fact,
everyone works in the family business.  I am the only one who hasn't gone
straight into the business.  I managed to convince my Dad and his brothers
that it would benefit the family business, if I could come to the United
States to get a college education," Brian said.

"What will happen to you if they ever find out that you are married to a
guy?" Justin asked.

"I don't know and I hope I never find out.  I do not plan to return to
India," Brian said.

"Then, we need to start the necessary paperwork so you can become a
U.S. citizen," Justin said.

"Yes, I think that would be a great idea.  I have two years left on my
student visa, and I hear it takes a long time to get through all of the red
tape at the Naturalization and Immigration Service," Brian said.

"Maybe Glenn's Grandpa knows someone who can help us," Justin said.  "Let's
get Glenn to ask him about it, when he talks to him."

Justin stood up and pulled Brian to his feet.  Justin took Brian in his
arms and gave him a kiss.  "I love you, Brian."

Brian replied, "I love you, too.  Have a great day at work, sweetheart."

"I will, since I know that you will be here when I return," Justin said.
He went into the hallway to retrieve his coat.

Brian followed him into the hallway and gave Justin one more hug and a
kiss, before opening the door for Justin.  Justin smiled, "Love you."

Brian said, "Love you."  He closed the door and returned to their bedroom.
He climbed back into their bed to get warm.  He hated living so far north.
The cold really bothered him.  He had never seen snow until he came here
two years ago, to study.  He hoped he could convince Justin to move
somewhere warm after he graduated.

As he shivered under the blankets, he thought about his family back in
India.  His family owned several different companies in Hyderabad.  Two of
them were associated with computer technology: one was technical support
for several different companies from the United States, and the other was
developing new applications for different software companies.  The others
were more in the manufacturing of textiles – mainly clothing.

He shuddered as he remembered how close he had come to being outed to his
family, just before he left for college.  One of his gay friends, Vijay,
was discovered having sex with his boyfriend by his family's private
investigators.  They had tried to have them both murdered.  He had
overheard his father talking with Vijay's parents about the shame he had
brought on the family and that they thought they had no choice but to hire
someone to kill them.  His father had agreed, and said that he would do the
same if he ever found out he had a gay son in the family.

Fortunately, Vijay and his partner had fled the country and were living in
England.  Vijay had called Brian to let him know they were safe, when his
mother came into the room and wanted to know who was on the phone.  He
didn't know how much of the conversation she had overheard, and was scared
she knew he was talking to Vijay.  He had made up a name and that he was
talking to someone from a university in England.  She had believed him and
he had to pretend to be talking to an admissions office, until she had left
the room.  He had quickly said good bye to Vijay and ended the call.

After he and Justin were married, he had called Vijay to tell him the good
news.

"Hello, Vijay," Brian said.

"Hello, Brian," Vijay said.

"How are you?" Brian asked.

"We are doing well," Vijay replied.

"I called to share my good news.  I got married this week to my partner,
Justin," Brian said.

"Congratulations!  Where did you get married?" Vijay asked.

"We were married in Thunder Bay, Canada," Brian said.

"I am very happy for you.  Raj and I registered our Civil Union last
summer.  It's not quite the same as being married, but it is the best we
can do since the British only allow Civil Unions," Vijay said.

"You should be happy about that, Vijay.  Minnesota doesn't recognize gay
civil unions, or marriages performed elsewhere.  We had to cross the border
into Canada to get married," Brian said.

"You are right, Brian.  I shouldn't complain.  At least here, I won't be
murdered for being gay," Vijay said.  "We would love to see you and your
partner.  Why don't you come for spring break?"

"I would love to come.  Let me talk to Justin and I will let you know our
plans," Brian said.

They reminisced about their lives back home and how things were so
different for them in their respective adopted countries.

Returning to the present, Brian kept turning over in his mind how he was
going to seek permanent residency either in the United States, or Canada.
He knew Justin would go with him to Canada, if that is where he needed to
go to avoid being deported to India, if things didn't work out for him.  He
knew that the U.S federal government was not very gay friendly when it came
to immigration laws.

*** ***

Rick and Glenn talked with Grandpa about expanding their real estate
holding in Minneapolis.  Grandpa indicated his support of the idea and
suggested that they should talk with the guys about how they wanted to
proceed.  When they decided what course of action to pursue, he told them
to call him back and he would listen to their proposals.

When everyone had returned home that evening, Glenn asked them to join them
in the recreation room.  Rick and Glenn then outlined their ideas; and, the
group, as a whole brainstormed as to how to implement such a plan.  About
an hour or so later, Ben typed up their ideas, so they could look over
them.  They called Grandpa.  Grandpa heard them out, before he started to
suggest a couple of things they might consider.  In the end, it was decided
that they would buy a couple of more homes on their street, or on nearby
streets, as well as looking into buying an apartment building near campus.
Grandpa gave them the name of the real estate agent he had used to buy the
house they were currently living in, and recommended they give him a call.

Jimmy and Donica had come over in the middle of their discussions.  Jimmy
said, "Wow!  I wish my family would help me set up something like that for
me."

Donica agreed, "Yes.  It is great that you guys are being given the
opportunity to gain some real world experience."

I looked over at Rick, Ben, and Janice, and asked, "What do you think?"

Ben smiled, "I think we need to talk to Grandpa about how we intend to grow
our business.  I know Jimmy has a good head for numbers and Donica is
fantastic with designing clothes and doing interior decorating.  I think
there is an opportunity here."

Jimmy smiled, "You mean like hiring me as your accountant?"

Ben nodded, "Yes.  Aren't you majoring in accounting anyway?"

"Yes, I am," Jimmy said.  "But I had always planned to start my own
accounting firm."

Rick said, "Maybe you should consider taking us on as one of your first
clients?"

Jimmy grinned, "Do think your Grandpa would be willing to do that, since I
am sure he already has an accountant?"

"Why wouldn't he?" I asked.  "We will need someone here to take care of the
books.  You could do it part time until you graduate, and decide what to do
from there."

Donica smiled.  "I could be the interior decorator.  You know, like
choosing the furnishing for the apartments the guys are planning to buy."

Janice said, "That sounds great, Donica."

"Let's do some more brainstorming about how we could involve the rest of
our friends, if they are interested," I said.  "I don't want to leave
anyone out."

Jimmy smiled, "Glenn, you are always looking out for your friends.  It is
one of the reasons the team has adopted you as an honorary member of our
team."

I looked at Jimmy in surprise.  "When did this happen?"

"Last night.  We went out for pizza, and we were talking and having a great
time when someone asked where you were.  Ben told us you were with Rick, so
we didn't need to hear anymore to figure out what you two were doing!  Zach
and Todd suggested that we make you and Rick honorary members of the hockey
team.  Ben and Mark seconded the motion, and we all agreed," Jimmy said.

Rick grinned, and asked, "So, what does being an honorary member of the
team mean?"

"It means you get a team jersey and free tickets to all of our games," Ben
said.

Zach and Todd had disappeared when Jimmy had mentioned that we were
honorary members of the team.  Now, they reappeared with two team jerseys.
Zach said, "These are yours to wear on game days."

"Thanks, guys," Rick said, obviously touched.

"Yes, thank you for being our friends," I said.

"No, we wanted to thank you for being there for us," Mark said.  "You have
opened your home not only to us, but to the rest of the team.  We love
spending time here, if you haven't noticed!"

I responded, "Yes, I had noticed actually!  It seems that the fridge needs
to be restocked all the time!"

Jimmy laughed.  "That's true; but you haven't complained, or even mentioned
it.  We know no matter how tight things might get for us that we can come
here and you will help us out."

I was blushing at his praises, as Rick put his arm around my waist.  "That
sounds like Glenn.  It's one of the things that I find very attractive
about him," Rick said, grinning at me.

Jimmy laughed, "Well, Rick, we aren't attracted to him in that way, so you
don't have to worry about anyone trying to steal him away from you; or at
least most of us that is!"

"I don't have to worry about losing Glenn to any of you, because I know he
loves me very much," Rick said.

Brandon said, "That is very true, Rick.  I should know, because I tried and
didn't succeed!"

"It's a good thing, too," Mark said.  "I'm not sharing you with anyone!"

We spent the remainder of the evening joking around with each other and
enjoying our time together.



**** ***

Even with all of the excitement, Rick hadn't forgotten he was leaving soon.
The next day flew by, as he and I helped the guys finalize their plans.  We
called Grandpa several times during the day to confirm that we were heading
in the right direction with our little band of novice entrepreneurs (okay,
okay, I will concede your point – wannabe businessmen!).  None of us had
ever run a business before, so it was very helpful to have Grandpa's advice
to help us figure things out, as we went.  What we had planned was much
bigger than the real estate deals Grandpa had done for us in the past.  The
guys were much more ambitious than Rick, or I, with regards to real estate
acquisitions.  With Grandpa fronting us the capital to begin our little
business venture, we were super excited.

It was after 10 PM when Rick and I retired to our room, so Rick could get
his gear packed and ready to go.  Rick took my hand and led me upstairs.
He closed our bedroom door behind us, and pinned me against it.  He took my
face in his hands and said, "Glenn Nielsen, I love you so much."  He kissed
me tenderly, and then looked me in the eyes.  "I am so glad you are willing
to take a risk with this little venture.  It speaks volumes about how much
you trust our friends."

I smiled and replied, "I would trust our friends with my life, Rick."

"As would I," Rick agreed.  "I was a little nervous about sending you here
to school, but it has turned out to be a good thing for both of us."

Rick kissed me again; and released me.  "I need to get packed, so I can
concentrate on making this a night you will never forget!"

I laughed.  "I would like that very much, lover boy!"

Rick pulled out his duffle bag, and I started handing him his clothes.  We
had done laundry earlier in the day, and I had ironed his uniforms for him.

I thought back to that moment, as Rick folded his laundry beside me.  I was
concentrating so hard on making sure everything was perfect that I jumped
when Rick said, "They are only uniforms, Glenn.  Don't stress out."

I said, sheepishly, "I want you to be the best dressed marine on base, and
that means perfectly pressed uniforms."

Rick laughed, "I am sure I will look just fine without all the extra starch
you're using.  If you spray any more on it, the uniform will stand all on
its own!"

I laughed and said, "I'm sorry, Rick.  I just want to do everything I can
for you."

He took me in his arms.  "You already have done everything for me, Babe."
Rick put his hand under my chin and raised my face to meet his, as he
kissed me on the lips.  "I'm already missing you, and I haven't even left,
yet," Rick said, his eyes bright with unshed tears.

I squeezed him tightly around the waist and buried my face in his chest,
trying not to cry.  I want to be strong for him, so he won't worry about
leaving me.  I breathed in his masculine scent that I love so much.  I got
control of myself before I looked up into his eyes.  "I am missing you,
too, but I am not going to let it spoil our last few hours together."  I
smiled and kissed him, before gently pushing him away, so I could finish
ironing his clothes.  We finished our laundry and hauled it back up to our
room.  Rick rolled up his military issue socks and underwear and placed
them on his dresser, ready to be packed.

Rick said, "Earth to Glenn."  He was waving his hand in front of my face.

"I'm sorry, Rick.  I spaced out there for a while," I said.

"I know.  I asked you a question, and you didn't even respond," Rick said,
smiling at me.  "You are such a space cadet sometimes!" Rick teased me.

I responded, "I am not a space cadet!  I only get distracted when I am
around you!  You make it so hard for me to concentrate, because you're so
sexy!"

"Yeah! Right!  You weren't even looking at me!" Rick replied.

"Okay, I admit I was thinking about you and how I am going to miss you," I
said, trying to keep it light; even though I felt really depressed at the
thought of his imminent departure.

"Good!  I would hate to think you weren't going to miss me at all," Rick
said, grinning at me.

I punched him in the shoulder.  "Don't be a smart ass!"

"It's better than being a dumb one," Rick joked with me.

"Okay, you win!  It is better than being a dumb one," I replied.

I handed Rick more of his clothes that he rolled up and put into his
duffle.  His uniforms were neatly pressed and stored in his suit bag, which
hung in the closet.  He finished packing up his things and placed his
duffle next to the door.

He turned around and pulled me into his arms.  "I think it's time for us to
relax and enjoy some time in the Jacuzzi tub," he said.  Rick led me into
the en suite and started the water running to fill the tub.  Next, he
turned on some nice music and lit a couple of candles and shut off the
lights.  He helped me out of my clothes and into the tub, to which he had
added bubble bath.  I started to speak, but he put his finger to my lips
and started to disrobe, doing a strip tease routine to the music.  By the
time he joined me in the tub, I was so rock hard, it hurt!

I leaned back against his chest as he took hold of my member and asked, "We
aren't turned on at all, are we?"

"No, not at all!" I was barely able to respond, as I moaned in pleasure at
his touch.

 Rick nibbled on my ear, as he whispered, "We're going to enjoy each other
so much tonight; you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

A thrill of excitement made me shiver in anticipation.  Rick's hands
explored the rest of my body, as he kissed the nape of my neck, and I
turned my lips to meet his.  This was going to be a night we would always
remember!

*** ***

It was quite late when Rick wrapped his arms around me, as we lay in bed,
exhausted from one of the most memorable evenings we have ever spent
together!  The warmth from Rick's body was having its usual effect on me,
as I put my head on Rick's chest and was soon fast asleep.

Despite the fact that his body was totally relaxed, and he was feeling very
happy to have his lover boy in his arms, Rick tried to fall asleep; but he
couldn't get his mind off of his impending return to the Quantico Marine
Base, and the upcoming courts martial of his fellow marines.  He was very
nervous about it for some reason.  He was hoping that nothing would come
out about him and his relationship with Glenn.  He knew he hadn't been as
careful as he needed to be, but he felt he had been discrete enough to keep
his secret from getting out.  His commanding officer, Lt. Col. Bachman, had
told him that things would move pretty quickly after the holidays.  He
finally drifted off thinking of Glenn and his love for him.

The next morning, Rick awoke to find me staring intently at him.  Rick
blinked his eyes to clear his vision and asked, "What's wrong, Glenn?"

I responded, with a smile, "Nothing is wrong.  I am trying to memorize
everything about your face.  Photographs don't do it justice.  You are so
handsome; cameras just don't how to handle it!"

Instead of answering me, Rick pulled me into his arms and kissed me.  "Yes,
I am the best looking guy around."

I replied, "I agree with you.  I know it's time to get up and get you to
the airport, but I don't want you to leave me just yet.  I want to spend a
couple of minutes more to enjoy your arms around me."

 A few minutes later there was a light tap on the door, and Ben said,
"Guys, we need to leave for the airport soon."

Rick replied, "Okay, Ben.  Thanks."

I reluctantly moved out of Rick's warm embrace, and we both got up and
headed for the en suite.  We quickly showered and dressed.  Rick grabbed
his duffle bag and his uniforms and we headed downstairs to the kitchen,
where Ben had coffee ready for Rick and hot cocoa for me.  Ben hustled us
out the door with the steaming mugs in our hands.  Ben drove like a crazy
guy and made record time getting us to the airport.  He dropped us off at
the ticketing/check-in, while he went to the cell phone waiting area.

I kissed Rick and said, "I love you.  Don't forget to call me when you get
to Quantico."

Rick said, "I won't forget.  I love you."  I watched as Rick made his way
through security.  He turned and waved to me, before moving out of my line
of sight.

I called Ben and went outside to wait for him.  I quickly climbed into the
car, as it was freezing cold outside.  Ben looked over at me, and asked,
"Are you all right?"

"Yes, I will be fine.  Just take me home where it's warm," I replied,
trying to keep from crying.  I was missing Rick terribly!

I managed to get through the rest of my day without a total breakdown.  It
helped that I was busy switching rooms with Zach and Todd.  Once we were
done moving them into my room, we moved Ben into Mark and Brandon's room,
while they moved their stuff into Ben's room.  Zach and Todd had offered
Justin and Brian the option of taking the master bedroom but they had
declined it.

Later that night, Rick called me to let me know he had arrived safely.  I
tried not to cry, but was unsuccessful.  Rick said, "It's okay, sweetheart.
It won't be long before we are at your parents' home.

*** ***

The next day, I tried to get excited about my new classes, but I couldn't
concentrate.  I kept thinking of my lover boy.  After classes, I went to
the practice room and started rehearsing for the concert.  I had just
finished running through the Mozart when Dr. Nohr came into the practice
room.

I stood up from the piano bench, and greeted him.  "Hello, Dr. Nohr."

Dr. Nohr said, "Hello, Glenn.  It's sounding very good.  Are you ready for
our concert?"

"Yes, I think so," I replied, a little uncertainly.

Dr. Nohr looked at me and nodded.  "It is always good to be a little
nervous before a performance.  It means you will practice harder.  I have
come to ask you a favor."

I nodded my head and waited for Dr. Nohr to continue.  "I would like you to
play the Brahms Violin Concerto for our concert in a week."

I didn't know what to say, at first.  I had been begging him to let me play
the violin instead of the piano, and here it was; but it didn't give me
much time to rehearse.  I thought about the Brahms, and decided that I knew
it well enough I could polish it up over the next week.  "Sure.  Why are
you asking me to do it now?"

Dr. Nohr responded, "Nolan was supposed to play it, but his arm is in a
cast."

I gave Dr. Nohr a look of surprise.  "How did that happen?"

"He took a tumble when he was skiing in Colorado, so he will be unable to
play on Friday," Dr. Nohr said, with more than a little irritation.  He
looked like he was going to say something else; but he stopped, and looked
me in the eye, "Don't let me down, Mr. Nielsen.  I have been bragging about
your exceptional abilities, so I expect that you will give us your best
performance."

I smiled and said, "I will do my best, sir."

Dr. Nohr replied, "I want more than your best.  I want something more like
magical; so magnificent that words fail to describe it."

I gulped and nodded my head.  "Yes, sir!"

"Good," Dr. Nohr said.  "I look forward to seeing you in class tomorrow."

He turned and walked out of the practice room, leaving me totally in shock.
He had thrown down the gauntlet, and expected me to pick it up and to
deliver the finest performance of my very short career as a soloist at the
university.  I sat down on the piano bench, before my legs gave out.  Man!
I had some work to do!

I was still in the practice room when Rick called me.  "Hello, Rick.  You
will never guess what just happened!"

"Hi, Glenn, so, tell me what just happened to get you all excited," Rick
replied.

"Dr. Nohr just asked me to play the Brahms Violin Concerto next week."

Rick asked, "It's what you wanted, right?"

"Yes, it is, but I did expect a little more time to get ready," I said.

"You can do it, Babe," Rick said.  "You have played it for me many times
before, so I am very confident that you will be ready by next week."

"Yes, but I want it to be perfect," I said, knowing I was whining but I
couldn't help it.

"I know you.  You will practice it to the point of insanity before you will
admit you are ready to perform it.  You always do it that way," Rick said.

"I'm sorry if I have over practiced to the point of driving you crazy," I
said apologetically, thinking about the many times I had done just that!

Rick laughed.  "You have on, occasion; but this time you can use the
practice rooms at the university.  That way, your roommates won't be
tempted to take away your instrument and hide it!"

"That is precisely where I am now.  I have been here for a couple of hours
now," I replied.

"I figured as much.  Things are going well here.  I just wanted to call to
say, "I love you," and to check up on you," Rick said.

"I am glad you called.  I was starting to get worried about you," I said,
seriously.

"You have no need to worry about me.  Things are fine here.  I will call
you later tonight, after you're done practicing," Rick said.

"I should be here another hour or so, then I will head home to study.  Call
me back in about 90 minutes or so," I said.

"Sure.  I love you, Babe," Rick said.

"I love you, too," I said.  The connection went dead and I returned to the
piano to go through the Mozart piano concerto a couple of more times.

*** ***

Rick ended the call thinking, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not there right now!  I
love Glenn dearly, but he drives himself and everyone else crazy just
before a performance."

Rick looked over at the clock and saw it was still too early to go over to
meet with the boy scouts.  Sgt. Slade had called to remind him of their
upcoming winter campout at Lunga Reservoir; and that they would be meeting
tonight with the boys, to do a pack check.  Rick enjoyed meeting with the
boy scouts.  It reminded him of much happier times.  He was happy being
with Glenn, but he still missed his family.  He tried to put on a good show
for Glenn, so he wouldn't worry about him; but there was a dull ache in his
heart whenever he thought of his parents.  He managed to stay busy enough
that he seldom thought of them anymore; but, today, it had hit him really
hard just how much he missed his family.  It made him mad that his sister,
Julie, hadn't even tried to reach out to him.  She, of all people, could
see how stupid his parents were being about his being gay.  Julie worked
for the state of Maryland in the education department, and her husband,
Kevin, worked as a foreman on a construction crew.  He had spent a couple
of summers with them.  He had watched their children for them while they
worked.  Matt and Kenya were adorable little kids and he missed being with
them over the holidays.  Yes, he had enjoyed being with Glenn's family, and
he loved them very much; but somehow, he still felt like something was
missing.  As he sat in the barracks with his laptop open, he wondered if
Julie and Kevin were still at the same address.  He searched on the
internet and found their phone number and address.  Yes, they still lived
at the same address in Bowie, Maryland.  Maybe he could reach out to them,
and they wouldn't reject him.  He wrote down the address and phone number
and closed down the laptop, just as he heard Sgt. Slade come into the
barracks.

Rick stood up and grabbed his coat, hat and gloves.  At least the Corps had
decent winter clothing to keep you warm!  The temperatures had dropped to
-9 C (16 Fahrenheit).  Sgt. Slade greeted Rick with a firm handshake.
"Welcome back!  How were your holidays?"

"Great!  It felt good to be home with family," Rick said, smiling.

"How do you like these frigid temperatures?" asked Sgt. Slade, as he waited
for Rick to finished donning his winter gear.

Rick answered, "I think it's time for this Southern boy to go back home!"

"It's none too warm for a Northerner," Sgt. Slade said.  "I'm from Vermont.
It gets cold there, but the wind is what gets you."

They climbed into Sgt. Slade's truck.  A few minutes later they pulled up
to Building #3305, where they found Sgt. Mason and the boys already hauling
their gear inside.  Rick jumped in to help unload Sgt. Mason's vehicle.
They finished up in no time.

Sgt. Mason said, "Okay, boys.  Line up your gear so we can get this pack
check done."  He counted off the boys into three groups of four.  In each
group, he appointed one of the boys to be in charge of the pack check.  He
turned to Rick and Sgt. Slade and said, "Here's the pack list.  Let's each
take a group, and make sure they have everything on the pack list."

Rick's group consisted of Greg, Cory, Chad and Selby.  Rick greeted the
boys with a smile, "Hey guys!  How were your holidays?"

Greg smiled, "We had a great time!"

Cory didn't answer, but smiled and nodded his agreement.

Chad said, "It was okay."  Chad's body language indicated that it wasn't
really okay.  Chad's bony frame looked like he hadn't eaten a good meal in
months.  His stringy, dark brown hair hung down over his eyes.  He had four
earrings in each ear and a nose ring.  When he talked, Rick could see his
tongue was pierced, as well.  He wore torn black jeans, with chains hanging
in several loops on his right side, black combat boots, a tattered gray
long sleeved shirt and a black jeans vest.  Rick was surprised at Chad's
attitude.  He had worked with the 15-year old on several other occasions,
but Chad had always been pleasant and eager to learn more about what they
were doing.  Rick wondered if something had happened at home to cause this
sudden change.

Selby answered with his signature North Jersey accent, "Yeah, Santa Claus
really delivered this time."  He stood a couple of inches taller than Rick.
Selby's green eyes sparkled with mischief.  He had a baby face and a giant
body, being built like a tank.  He played basketball for his high school,
but looked more like he belonged on the football field.  Selby ran his hand
over his short blond hair.  He liked to keep his hair high and tight like
his father's Marine Corps haircut.  He planned to join the Marines, just
like his father, when he graduated in the spring.

Rick handed the packing list to Selby, since he had been appointed the
leader for this activity.  "Here's the list, Selby," Rick said.

Selby took the paper from Rick's hands and said, "Okay.  Cory, let's start
with your pack, first."

Selby ran through the boys' packs fairly quickly.  All of the boys had
followed the pack list, and appeared to be in good shape for the campout.
Selby handed Rick back the list, and reported, "Looks like we all checked
out."

Rick looked around and saw the other groups were still working on their
pack checks.  He turned to Chad and asked, "What did you do over the
holidays?"

Chad wouldn't meet Rick's gaze.  He looked everywhere else and kept
shifting his weigh from one foot to the other, as if he wanted to flee away
from Rick's gaze.  He finally answered Rick's question, "Mom and Dad had a
big fight on Christmas Eve, and Mom left with my brothers, to go live with
my grandparents.  I stayed with Dad, because Mom is always on my case.
Since Mom left, Dad hasn't been home much.  I spent most of the break by
myself; since Dad had to work, and when he wasn't working, he was at the
bar, drinking."

Chad tried to hide the tears in his eyes as he turned away from Rick and
the other boys.  Rick walked over to Chad and turned him around to face
them.  "We are sorry to hear that, Chad.  Can we help?"

Cory looked at Chad and said, "Why don't you spend the night at my house
tonight?  Since your dad isn't home much, he shouldn't object to you
staying over."

Chad looked in surprise at Cory, "Why would you want me to stay over?"

"Because you are my friend," Cory said.

Cory's statement rocked Chad's world.  Since Christmas Eve, he had been
totally engrossed in his own misery.  The thought that he had someone who
considered him a friend had never entered his mind.  He had been a loner
for so long, he didn't think that anyone would think of him as their
friend.  His look of surprise was quickly replaced by one of indifference,
as Chad regained control of himself.  He couldn't let anyone see that he
needed them.

Cory looked at Greg, "Isn't that so, Greg?"

Greg nodded, "I will be there, too, Chad.  We can play some video games and
chillax!"

"You two are really serious about it, aren't you?" Chad asked in amazement.
He couldn't believe that one of the most popular guys on campus wanted to
spend time with him.  Chad really admired Greg.  Greg always had a huge
crowd around him at school; but, yet, always found time to say, "Hi," to
him and the other guys in the troop when they crossed paths at school.  He
had never dreamed that Greg would want to be friends with him---a nobody, a
social outcast!

Greg saw the variety of expressions chase each other on and off Chad's
face.  He saw the yearning for friendship; and, at the same time, the fear
of rejection.  Greg crossed the short distance between them and put his arm
around Chad's shoulders.  "Chad, don't you get it?  We said we are your
friends and we want you to come over and hang out with us."  Greg released
him, and quickly stepped back.

Chad looked up at Greg and smiled, "Yeah, I get it now."

Greg said, "Selby, why don't you join us, as well?"

 "Thank you for the invitation, Greg, but I can't.  My parents have
something planned for the family.  I would love to come some other time,"
Selby replied.

Cory glanced over at Rick, who had been quietly observing the exchange
between the three boys.  "Rick, would you come stay with us, as well?"

Rick laughed, "You young guys don't need an old man hovering over you while
you goof around."

"I didn't mean hang out with us.  I meant come visit with Joey," Cory said.

"Joey is already going to stay overnight with us, since we asked him to go
with us on our deep freeze campout.  We thought you and Joey would enjoy
spending some time together," Greg said, with a smile.

"It seems you boys have everything figured out," Rick replied.  "Okay, I
will come spend the night with you guys, when we are done here.  I will
need to stop by the barracks to get my stuff."

Cory said, "No problem!  Dad will be here in a few minutes and he can take
you over to get what you need."

As if he had heard his name, Ray walked into the building and came over to
Cory.  "Did you ask Rick if he wanted to stay overnight?" Ray asked Cory.

"Yes, and we invited Chad, as well," Cory said.

Ray smiled at Chad, "Good.  The more the merrier.  I am glad you are going
to join us, Chad.  Do you need to stop by your house to pick up anything?"

"Yes.  I will need to leave Dad a note, so he knows where I am," Chad
replied.

We packed everything into the back of Sgt. Mason's truck and bade everyone
good bye until tomorrow night for the campout.  Ray drove me over to the
barracks, then drove to Chad's house on base.  About 30 minutes later, we
pulled into the driveway of Ray's home.  They all piled out of the car and
took their stuff inside, where they were greeted by the smell of freshly
baked chocolate chip cookies.  Ray directed them to the kitchen.

Rick entered to find Joey already seated at the kitchen table with Darla,
eating cookies and milk.  Joey grinned.  "It's about time you guys showed
up.  I thought I was going to have to eat all the cookies by myself!"

Greg laughed. "No such luck, Joey!"

The guys dived in and the plates of cookies soon disappeared, as did a
gallon of milk!

Cory said, "Let's set up a tournament on the Xbox!"

"Chad, what do you want to play first?" Greg asked.

"What do you have?" Chad asked, as the boys left the kitchen.

 Darla laughed.  "Those boys never tire of playing their video games!"

"That's for sure!" Ray agreed, shaking his head.

Joey looked at Rick.  "We played our fair share of video games.  Rick and I
used to hang out at my house, playing games and eating everything we could
find in the fridge."

"We had some really good times," Rick said.

Darla said, "Why don't you boys move into the family room and relax?  Ray
and I need to run a couple of errands before the stores close.  We
shouldn't be gone too long."

"Sounds good," Joey said.  Rick and Joey moved into the family room and
made themselves comfortable.

Joey looked at Rick and asked, "How were your holidays?"

"Good.  And yours?" Rick asked.

"We drove down to visit family in Selma," Joey said.

Hearing this, Rick knew Joey must have heard something.  He had been acting
kind of weird; and Rick couldn't figure out why; but now he knew.

"How's the family?" Rick asked, trying to ignore the pangs of anxiety he
was feeling.

"They are doing well.  I ran in to your old girlfriend, Angie," Joey said,
looking at Rick.

"Is that so," Rick answered.  "What did she have to say?"

"She said she had spent some time in jail for destruction of property,"
Joey responded.

Rick said, "That doesn't surprise me after she had her brothers try to
murder me for getting her pregnant."

"Yeah, I remember that.  You were in pretty bad shape.  It was a good thing
Keith and Roger came along, before they succeeded in doing you in," Joey
said.  "She said she was dating your cousin, Peyton, when she got into
trouble with the law."  Joey paused and waited to see if Rick would say
anything.  He noted the closed look on Rick's face.

Ray poked his head into the room and said, "We're off.  We'll be back in a
jiffy!"

"Okay, we will keep an eye on the boys for you," Rick said, smiling.

"You won't need to worry about them," Ray said.  "They won't surface until
they decide they are hungry.  If they do, direct them to the kitchen.
Darla left them another plate of cookies and there is more milk in the
fridge."

Ray disappeared and Joey said, "Angie had a lot of trash to say about you
and Keith's cousin, including something about you both being gay."

Rick looked at Joey, meeting his gaze.  "Do you believe everything Angie
said?"

"I know how much she hates you, Rick," Joey said.  "So, no, I don't believe
a word of what she had to say.  But..."

"But you want to hear me tell you we aren't gay," Rick said, trying not to
let his anger get the best of him.

The tone of Rick's voice caused Joey to hesitate.  He looked at Rick's face
and decided he needed to apologize, "I'm sorry.  I didn't' mean to offend
you."

"You should have thought about that before you started talking about
Angie," Rick said, his voice hard as steel.

Joey replied, "You're right.  I should have thought things through before
putting my mouth in gear."

Rick started to calm down and unclenched his fists.  "Can we talk about
something else?"

"Sure," Joey replied, happy to change the subject.

They talked about sports and other safe subjects, but the atmosphere in the
room remained cold and tense.  In fact, Rick had stopped responding to
Joey's questions by the time the boys made their way downstairs looking for
snacks.  Rick led the way into the kitchen and directed them to get the
milk out while he retrieved the plate of cookies.

Rick relaxed as he joined the teens in their friendly banter and trash
talk.  Rick noted that Chad had morphed into a very open and friendly
version of his former self.  In fact, Rick wasn't sure it was the same kid
who had walked through the door just a short while ago.  Chad had changed
out of his clothes into pajama pants and a t-shirt and had lost the
earrings and nose ring.

Chad grinned when he noticed Rick was looking at him.  "I had Greg cut my
hair for me, too."

 "Wow!  Are you the same kid I saw just a little while ago?" Rick asked,
laughing.

"No, I'm not.  I'm his alter ego," Chad joked.

Greg came over and put his arm around Chad's shoulders.  "We're teaching
him to unwind and become human, again."

Chad grinned up at his friend.  "Greg has been really nice to me."

Cory chimed in, "What about me?  I have been nice to you, too!"

"Yes, you have been good to me, too," Chad said, laughing.

Rick noted that it was a full bodied laugh that rang out with joy and
exuberance.  "I am glad you have realized you have friends, Chad," Rick
said.

Chad nodded his head in agreement.  "I am, too."

The boys trooped back up the stairs to continue their tournament.  Joey sat
down across the table from Rick and looked him in the eyes, "Rick, I am
sorry for offending you earlier.  What I really wanted to say is that Greg
told me yesterday that he is gay and wants to marry Cory when they
graduate.  He asked my advice about how to tell his parents, and I don't'
know what to tell him.  I had hoped that if what Angie said was true, you
could help Greg and Cory.  I know that if the Marines find out you are gay,
they will kick you out of the Marine Corps; so I understand why you
wouldn't want to have me asking questions like I did."

Rick looked at Joey, trying to decide just how much to tell him.  Joey had
been a good friend in high school; but people change over time and aren't
what they once were.  Joey started fidgeting in the heavy silence that
filled the kitchen after his little speech.  Rick let the silence continue
for a moment longer before he spoke.

"I know about Greg and Cory.  They told me they were gay on our first
campout at Lunga Reservoir.  I have already told them to be very careful
who they tell about their relationship.  I specifically told them not to
divulge their sexual orientation to anyone at their school or to their
parents, until they were ready to live on their own, without the support of
family, or friends," Rick said, quietly.  His voice was very calm, despite
the turmoil he felt.  He wanted to tell Joey about his relationship with
Glenn.  He wanted to have someone he could trust, as a friend; but he just
wasn't ready to take the risk that Joey wouldn't rat him out to the
military.

Joey breathed a sigh of relief.  "I'm glad you already knew about them.  I
was afraid you would stop being their friend.  They both look up to you as
a role model, especially since you helped them earn their Eagle."

"I would never reject anyone based on their sexual orientation, Joey.  What
matters to me is their character.  If they are good people, I will continue
to associate with them.  If they are evil and full of nastiness, then I
won't have anything to do with them.  It's just that simple," Rick said.

"Thanks for understanding.  I'm sorry I misjudged you," Joey said,
apologetically.

With Joey's apology, Rick finally relaxed, "It's okay, Joey."  He stopped
and held up his hand signaling Joey to be quiet.  He listened carefully,
then smiled, "Let's go upstairs and see what the guys are doing.  It got
real quiet all of sudden."

Joey nodded his head and grinned.  "It is kind of suspicious that they have
been laughing and goofing off all night and now it's silent."

They climbed the stairs and found Cory's door partially open.  Rick
silently pushed open the door, until he could see what was happening inside
Cory's bedroom.  The scene before them surprised them both.  The boys were
totally naked, with Cory being pleasured by Greg and Chad at the same time.
Rick was the first to recover and pushed Joey back down the hallway, and
silently closed the door, holding his finger to his lips.  He signaled for
Joey to follow him back downstairs.

Entering the family room, Joey couldn't contain himself, "Holy fuck!  What
was that all about?"

"It's called Cory being double fucked by two very hot young studs.  I don't
think there was any doubt about that, do you?" Rick asked, looking at Joey.

Joey sat down on the couch with a heavy thud.  "Damn!  I never thought I
would ever witness a guy being fucked by two other guys!"

Rick noticed that Joey's pants were tented, indicating that he was
thoroughly turned on by what he saw.  Rick nodded towards Joey, and said,
"That looks like you need to go in the bathroom and have a good wank!"

Joey blushed, "You don't miss much, do you, Rick?"

"No, I usually don't.  It seems to me that you liked what you saw, Joey,"
Rick said, grinning at his friend.

Joey looked a little sheepish.  "Yeah, I guess I did.  It really was pretty
hot seeing my brother-in-law totally pounding Cory's pussy like that!"

Rick laughed.  "Are you ready to admit that you aren't totally straight?  I
seem to remember that you sucked me off, once, in the locker room after
football practice our senior year."

"I do remember that.  You're still a stud, just like you were then.  I
tried to get you to suck my dick; but, you refused, saying that if I wanted
to suck yours you would let me, so I did.  I haven't done that to anyone
else ever!  I remember thinking that maybe I was gay, because I enjoyed
sucking on your cock and swallowing your cum.  Then, I met Kathy and all my
doubts disappeared," Joey said.

Rick looked closely at Joey.  "Are you okay with Greg and Cory's
relationship?"

Joey thought for a moment, before answering, "I think so.  I was more than
a little surprised to see them fucking.  In fact, the more I think about
it, the more I'd like to join them.  Kathy would have a fit if she ever
found out that I wanted Greg to fuck me; so I don't think I will ever risk
it."

Their conversation came to an abrupt end as Ray and Darla entered the
house.  Joey stood up and made his way to the bathroom, and disappeared for
a while.  Rick smiled to himself, thinking of what was going on in the
bathroom, as he entered the kitchen to talk with Ray and Darla.  He didn't
know if Cory had told his parents about his relationship with Greg, yet.

"Ray, has Cory told you about his plans for college?" Rick asked.

"No, but he has mentioned that you have invited him and Greg to visit you
in Atlanta after graduation.  Are you sure?  I don't want the boys to
impose on you in anyway," Ray replied.

"Yes, I am sure.  They are good guys and I think they would enjoy visiting
with us.  I plan to take them to Orlando, to the amusement parks for a few
days; as well as touring them around Atlanta," Rick said smiling.

"That sounds like a lot of fun.  I wish someone would've taken me to
Orlando when I graduated," Joey said, as he entered the kitchen and took a
seat next to Rick.

"We were lucky to have enough money to drive to the coast, and spend a few
days at the beach," Rick said, laughing.

"That's true," Joey said, in agreement.  "But, after graduation, most of us
went our separate ways."

We chatted for a while longer before Darla looked at the clock.  "I think
it's time we got you boys situated for the night.  Do you mind sharing a
bed?"

Joey looked at me and smiled.  "I don't if you don't, Rick."

Rick laughed, "As long as you keep your hands to yourself.  I don't think
Kathy would be happy if I broke her husband's arm."

Joey laughed, "Okay, I promise not to molest you!"

Darla laughed.  "Boys!  You're all alike!  Always up for a joke!  Okay, you
two get the spare bedroom.  It has a king-sized bed in there that should be
big enough for you guys.  Another option is to put one of you down here on
the sofa sleeper, if you prefer; however, the mattress isn't very
comfortable.  I wouldn't recommend it.  It would be better to sleep on the
floor.  In fact, we could put you both in sleeping bags on the floor in the
family room."

"It doesn't matter to me," Rick said, shrugging his shoulders.

Joey said, "Why don't we share the spare bedroom?  It would be like when we
had sleepovers in high school."

"But you have to go to sleep this time.  Remember, the last time you slept
over at my house, we never went to bed," Rick said.

"Yes, I do remember that; but it wasn't my fault that you wanted to play
"Risk" all night," Joey replied.

"I wasn't about to let you win, so we had to keep playing until I could
amass enough armies to run your forces off the map," Rick said, grinning.

Ray said, "It sounds like you have always been a military man."

"Well, not really.  I didn't decide to go into the Marines until after my
ex-girlfriend sent her brothers to try and kill me for getting her
pregnant," Rick said.

Darla frowned.  "It's too bad things didn't' work out.  Did she keep the
child?"

"No, she had an abortion," Rick said, sadly.  "She didn't ask if I wanted
to keep the child before she did it."

We heard the boys, as they came down the stairs.  The three of them entered
the kitchen.  Rick noted that all three had showered and changed into
t-shirts and shorts.  He smiled at Cory, who was smiling broadly.  Cory
winked at Rick before he turned to his parents.

"Mom and Dad, I want to tell you something very important," Cory said.

Darla looked over at Ray, who nodded his head.  She smiled and said, "Let
me guess; you want to tell us that you and Greg are a couple."

Cory and Greg looked at her as if she had grown three heads.  The looks on
their faces were priceless!  "What?!  Did you think we didn't know?" Darla
asked, grinning at her son and his partner.

"We have known for some time now, Cory.  You forget that we know you pretty
well," Ray said.

Cory finally found his voice, "How did you know?"

"We knew the first night you two had sex," Ray said.  "You weren't exactly
quiet, Cory."

Greg laughed, "No, you weren't very quiet."  He put his arm around Cory's
waist.  "It's okay, Cory.  I am glad your parents know, so we won't have to
try and hide the fact that we are together."

"I watched you leave the house," Cory said, still marveling that his
parents already knew he was gay.

"We did leave the house; but we came back, because your mother had
forgotten her purse.  When we came back inside, we could hear you two
making out upstairs.  I went up to investigate and found you having sex,"
Ray said.

"Why didn't you confront us, then," Cory asked.

"What good would that have done?" Ray asked.  "We decided it was better
that you come to us when you were ready, rather than trying to force you to
come out to us about your sexuality."

"So, you aren't mad, or upset about it?" Cory asked, still not believing
how his parents were handling the whole situation.

Darla said, "Initially, yes, we were a little upset, but your Dad convinced
me that your happiness was all that mattered; and that our expectations
were our own problem, not yours."

Greg looked over at Joey, "I am not sure how my parents are going to react
when I tell them I'm in love with Cory."

"I am not sure, either," Joey said.  "I haven't known your parents as long
as you have Greg.  I'm sorry that I'm not much help."

"You can come live with me, Greg, if your parents kick you out," Chad said.
"It's just me and my Dad in that big house and Dad isn't home much."

Cory looked up at Greg.  "You already know that you have a home here with
me."

Ray and Darla nodded their agreement.  Ray said, "Yes, you are always
welcome here, Greg.  The way I look at it, you are already part of the
family."

"Thanks, Ray," Greg said.  "I guess I should start calling you Mom and Dad,
now, since I have asked Cory to marry me as soon as we graduate."

"Congratulations!  I am happy to hear you are getting married," Ray said.

Darla said, "Thank you, Greg, for taking care of my baby.  Yes, I am happy
that you are engaged to be married."

"I think it is so totally rad!" Chad exclaimed.

Chad's statement caused us all to laugh.  Joey said, "Yes, Chad, it is
totally rad!"

"Where do you plan to get married?" Rick asked.

"We think we will go to Canada, somewhere," Greg said.

We talked some more about their wedding plans, before Darla looked at the
clock, "Boys, it's time for you to hit the sack."

"Yes, Mom," Greg said, grinning.

"You had better say, "Yes, Mom," to me," Darla said.  "You could help Cory
remember to say that, too."

The three teens scampered out of the kitchen and up the stairs after saying
good night to us.

Joey looked over at Rick, "Are you ready to call it a night?"

"Yeah, let's go to bed, as well," Rick said.

Ray said, "I have already put your things in the spare bedroom."

"Thanks," Rick said.

The guys went upstairs and found the spare bedroom to be quiet spacious.
It was a master bedroom with its own bath.

Joey said, "I'll hit the shower, first.  Is that alright with you?"

Rick nodded, "Sure, go ahead."

Joey grabbed his backpack and went into the bathroom.  Rick pulled his cell
phone out of his pocket and hit the speed dial for Glenn's phone.

"Hello," I said.

"Hello, sweetheart," Rick said.  "How was your concert tonight?"

"It went really well," I said.  "I am glad it's over, though."

"Great!  I am staying with some friends tonight," Rick said.

"Are you with your friend, Joey?" I asked.

"Yes.  I'm at Cory's house.  Cory is having a sleepover and invited Joey
and me to join them," Rick answered.

"That's really cool!  I am glad you are able to be a good role model for
Cory and Greg," I said.  "You are the best, Rick.  I love you!"

"I love you, too.  I will call you when I get back from the deep freeze
campout, okay?" Rick said.

"Yes, I always look forward to your calls.  I hope it's not too cold for
your campout," I said.

"I'm sure we will be okay," Rick said.  "Good night, Babe."

"Good night, Rick," I said.

Rick put his cell phone back in his pocket, just as Joey came out of the
bathroom, dressed in his boxer shorts.  Rick looked appraisingly at his
high school friend.  He had filled out since they played football, and
still looked fit, even though there was a hint of belly on him.

Joey smiled and did a muscleman pose.  Rick laughed, "You were always good
at doing that."

Joey said, "What can I say?  I love showing off."

Rick picked up his stuff and took care of his toilet; then came out of the
bathroom to find Joey had already climbed into bed.  He stripped down to
his military issue underwear and walked over to the bed.

Joey whistled, "Wow! You're ripped, man!  Your arms are huge!  You must
work out all the time to keep yourself looking like that!"

"I don't have anything else to do in my spare time, so I go to the gym and
work out," Rick said, as he climbed into bed.

"Remind me not to get you mad at me," Joey joked.  "You look like you could
do some real damage to someone, looking like you do."

"Thanks, Joey," Rick said.

"I remember you were quite a womanizer.  You said your goal was to have sex
with as many girls as possible," Joey said.

"I don't do that anymore," Rick said.  "I got tired of sleeping with a
different woman every night.  The sex was great, but it lost its appeal
after a while."

"Do you think you will ever get married?" Joey asked.

"Maybe someday," Rick answered.

"I highly recommend it," Joey said.  "I love having someone to come home to
at night.  When I was single, I remember how lonely I would get coming home
to an empty apartment."

"I know what you mean," Rick said.  "I get pretty lonely here, sometimes.
I can't wait until my tour of duty is up, so I can return to my normal
routine."

Joey didn't say anything more and was soon fast asleep; or at least Rick
thought he was, because of his slow, even breathing.  Rick thought about
his relationship with Glenn, and how much he loved him.  Yes, he should
marry Glenn, and soon.  However, he still wanted to be a Marine.  He knew
Glenn loved him.  He hoped that their love for each other would carry them
forward, until he could leave the Marines and marry his sweetheart.

*** ***

The following Monday, I was in the practice room, again, when Rick called
me.  I picked up my cell and said, "Hello, stranger!"

"Hi, Babe, I'm sorry I didn't call last night.  I was so tired from the
deep freeze campout, I just collapsed on my bed and slept.  Can you forgive
me for not calling you?" Rick asked, pleading with me to understand his
reason for missing our nightly calls.

"Okay, I forgive but don't do it again.  At least send me a text message,
so I know you are alright," I said.

"You will never guess what happened this weekend," Rick said, excitedly.
"Greg and Cory came out to the entire scout troop as being a couple.  The
amazing thing was that everyone already knew about them.  The boys were
shocked that everyone else knew they were lovers.  Shelby told them it was
about time they stop trying to hide it from everyone, when it was so
obvious they are in love with each other," Rick said.

"That's wonderful!  How did the leaders react?" I asked.

"Sgts. Mason and Slade congratulated them on being honest with the troop
about their sexuality.  Joey was with us, and was totally astonished at
their courage.  He has accepted them as a couple, and is very supportive,"
Rick said.

"I am happy for them.  I just hope their parents are as supportive of them
as the boys are," I said.

"I don't know about that," Rick said.  "I warned them to be careful about
that.  Are you ready for the concert on Saturday?"

"I'm working myself to death trying to get the Brahms ready to perform.
The Mozart performance was perfect last week, so now I can concentrate on
the Brahms Violin Concerto.  The entire hockey team is coming to see me
perform on Saturday," I said, excitedly.

Rick responded, "That's great!  The courts martial started today.  I was
called to testify this afternoon.  Lt. Col. Bachman thinks things will move
quickly now.  He also said we will finish out our tour here."

"Good! I was afraid they would send you back overseas when the military
trials were over," I said.

"I was, too, as a matter of fact.  I'm glad they decided to keep us here.
It looks like I will be finished here on May 25th.  I think we can make it
that long, don't you?" Rick asked.

"Do you think they will let you take a couple of days off during spring
break?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I can ask.  Spring break is in March isn't it?" Rick
asked.

"Yes, I will send you the exact dates when I get back to the house, since I
can't remember them right now," I said.

We chatted for a few more minutes before we hung up and I continued
practicing.  The big day arrived and we made our way to Dr. Nohr's house.
It was a good thing Zach and Todd were driving, because I don't' think I
could have done it on my own I was so keyed up about it.  Dr. Nohr greeted
us at the door and led me to a small practice room to tune up my violin.

Dr. Nohr asked, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, I am," I said, more confidently than I felt.

"Good.  We will see you on stage in a few minutes, then," Dr. Nohr said,
and left me to finish tuning my violin.

A few minutes later, I heard a tap on the door and a handsome Nordic god
opened the door and said, "They are ready for you, Mr. Nielsen."

"Thank you.  Please call me Glenn," I said, as I walked with him down the
hall.  I couldn't help looking him over appreciatively.

"I'm Aaron Davidson.  I'm excited to hear you play, Glenn.  I'm a first
year music student, and there is quite a buzz about you at school," Aaron
said, smiling.  He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "You are so cute in
your tux.  Meet me after the performance, so we can get to know each other
better."  Aaron laughed at my surprised look.  "Yes, I'm gay and I want to
date you."  With that statement, he opened the door to the stage and
indicated I should proceed.

I walked out on stage in a daze.  I was just lucky I didn't trip and fall
over anything!  I mentally shook myself...I already had a boyfriend and
didn't need a new one.  The audience's applause came to an end and the
conductor looked at me to see if I was ready.  I nodded my head, and he
began.  I almost missed my solo entrance because of Aaron!  Dang!  I
finally got myself under control and concentrated on delivering a good,
solid performance.

As the last note of the concerto hung in the air, the audience was on its
feet and the applause was thunderous.  The conductor took a bow and
indicated I should, as well.  We left the room, but the applause continued;
so we returned and took another bow, as did the orchestra.  This continued
for three more times.  The conductor looked at me and asked, "Do you wish
to do an encore?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?" I replied.

"I have heard you are pretty good with the Paganini concertos.  How about
one of them?  Maybe the 3rd movement of concerto number one?" he asked.

 I looked over to Dr. Nohr who smiled at me, and nodded his approval.
"That would be okay."

We returned to the stage a fourth time.  The conductor returned to his
podium and raised his baton.  The audience stopped clapping and took their
seats in eager anticipation.

On his signal, we began.  I lost myself completely in the music.  I didn't
even have to think about the notes, as my fingers flew over the
fingerboard.  All too soon, the music ended and the audience was again on
its feet.  This time the noise was deafening.  The conductor stepped over
and shook my hand, "Congratulations!"

We both bowed, then he indicated that the orchestra should stand and take a
bow.  As before, the crowd's applause brought us back to the stage several
times.  The final time, Dr. Nohr came on stage and thanked everyone for
their attendance; and that we would be taking an intermission before the
next performance.

Aaron was at the door, waiting for me, as I exited the stage.  He guided me
through the crowds of people to the practice room.  I put away my violin
and turned to find him directly behind me.  He took me in his arms and
kissed me, before I had time to react.

"That's your reward for such a fantastic performance," Aaron said, smiling
at my surprised expression.

He released me and took me by the hand and led me out of the room.  I
didn't even think to take my hand away from him, as we approached my
roommates.  It wasn't until Patty tapped me on the shoulder and whispered
in my ear, "Why are you holding hands with this guy?" that I pulled my hand
away from him.

Aaron glanced at me curiously, but said nothing.  Instead, he waited for me
to introduce him to my friends.  "Aaron, this is Patty, Irene, Ben, Janice,
Jimmy, Donica, Zach, Todd, Mark, Brandon, Justin, Brian, Robbie, and Adam,"
I said.

Aaron nodded his acknowledgment of them and said, "Nice to meet everyone.
I'm Aaron Davidson.  I'm a first year music student at the university.
Dr. Nohr asked me to help keep the soloists from getting lost.  Glenn was
totally awesome tonight!"

Zach replied, "Yes, he certainly was."  Zach's reply was courteous enough,
but I could tell he wasn't exactly happy that Aaron was accompanying me.
He looked at me as if to say, "You are entering uncharted waters---be
careful!"

I took the hint and turned to Patty, "Will you come with me outside for a
few minutes?"  Before she could answer, I grabbed her hand and pulled her
toward the front door.

Patty asked, "What is this all about?"

"I need to get some space between me and Aaron.  He kissed me and asked me
to be his boyfriend," I said, looking back to see that Zach had stepped in
front of Aaron to prevent him from following me, and had engaged him in a
conversation.  Aaron kept looking around for me.  I pulled Patty into the
foyer, so we would be out of his line of sight.  "What am I going to do,
Patty?"

Patty gave me that "look" and said, "What do you mean what are you going to
do?"

I gulped, "Okay, I know I need to tell him I am in a relationship, already;
but how do I tell him.  He is so forceful.  I am not used to anyone being
that aggressive."

"If you don't tell him, you will end up royally screwed, and I mean
screwed; because he will fuck you and leave you.  I have dated his type
before, and you don't want anything to do with him.  I promise," Patty
said.

"Okay, let's go back and I will tell him to back off," I said.

Patty smiled, "That's the spirit!"

We returned to find Aaron still talking to Zach.  I went up and put my arm
around Aaron's waist, "Can we talk for a moment?"

Aaron's smile was blinding in its intensity.  Man!  No wonder I was
hypnotized by this guy.  As we walked toward the foyer, I said, "Aaron, I
need to tell you that I already have a boyfriend.  I don't want to lead you
on, or hurt you; but I need you to respect the fact that I am in a
relationship, already."

Aaron's smile didn't falter, but his expression hardened just the same,
"Yes, I know.  I have been watching you for some time now.  I know that
your boyfriend is gone and you are on your own now.  I think I can convince
you to drop this guy...you know the saying, out of sight, out of mind.  I
think it applies here."

"Aaron, I think you are the best looking guy around, and you are very
charming; but, I need to repeat what I said.  I love Rick very much, and it
doesn't matter if he is here, or not.  I would rather be friends than
lovers, Aaron.  Please say you will accept that, and not push me to become
your lover," I said.

Aaron thought for a moment, and said, "I will accept your offer of
friendship on one condition – and that is that you will seriously
consider my offer to be your boyfriend.  If you will give me a chance, I
can prove to you that I can be the man for you."

I reached up and put my hand on his cheek.  "Friendship only.  That is my
final answer."

I turned and left him standing in the foyer, to return to my friends.  The
rest of the evening was uneventful.  When I returned to the practice room
to retrieve my violin, I kept looking around for him and didn't find him.
Oh, well, I guess he didn't take my refusal of his advances very well!

We returned home and I collapsed on my bed in pure exhaustion.  My cell
phone rang and I answered it, "Hi, Babe!"

"Hello, sweetheart," Rick said.

"Wait until you hear what happened at the concert tonight," I said.  I
related every detail to him.

Rick said, "I am glad you turned him away, and, more than anything, I am
happy you told me about it.  Ben and Zach called me from the concert and
were very worried about you."

I blushed to think they had already told Rick what was going on.  It was a
good thing I had come clean with Rick about everything!  We continued to
talk and we ended our call.  I looked at the ceiling and thanked my lucky
stars for my escape from Aaron's clutches!  I had this feeling that Aaron
wasn't going to give up quite so easily next time we met.

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Author's Note:

Brahms Violin Concerto:

1st Movement - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0E8yOTZ1FI&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUjCwRpRzKo&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGbQzsRAuyQ&feature=related

2nd Movement - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JNdGKy73W3E

3rd Movement (this is the best part of the concerto in my opinion) -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ifu37eKpY5g&feature=related

Just in case you haven't already seen it, here is the Paganini Concerto
No. 1 3rd movement - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O8-6HqJTjks

I listened to this song as I wrote parts of this chapter that deal with
Rick's feelings for Glenn:

Hot Chelle Rae –Keep You With Me

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HnRZKpnUHGg&feature=related