Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 19:26:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Joe Parker <joejoeparkertex@yahoo.com>
Subject: I think I'm in trouble. Part 1, Chapter 1

I THINK I'M IN TROUBLE

Chapter One

JAKE~

I always knew that Dad was someone famous.  My earliest memories were of
being rushed from one place to the next in a whirl of camera's and shouting
people.  I would learn later that my Mom was also famous and when she died
in an automobile accident she would become enshrined as the latest "Gone
too soon, legend without a cause" immortal.

For 6 glorious golden years Dad and Mom were the biggest young stars in
Hollywood.  He the double Oscar winning actor and she the multi-grammy
winning country singer.  They both came out of the blue, catching everybody
by surprise.  They were truly on top of the world.  Until that cold wet
December night, 17 Winters ago.

Mom had been visiting her kin (I call them 'her' kin coz Dad has never
taken me to visit them), back in Kentucky.  She had been Christmas shopping
for them all and was driving out to the old Home-place.  Whilst travelling
down roads she knew so well she hit an ice patch and slid straight into a
bank of trees.  She was killed instantly.

Luckily for me there was a car travelling behind us and they called 911
immediately.  I was born about 40 minutes later.  I was not meant to live
with the amount of time since Moms death and the trauma associated with
it. You see I was cut out of Momma's belly, born nearly 3 months premature.

Knowing what I know now -- Dad became a total and complete recluse, he was
23.

My Dad, Ryan Maxson left the movie industry, fled L.A. and returned to
rural West Virginia to the far- removed homestead of generations of the
Maxson clan.  Our family is very close and due to coal mining and later the
electricity supply industry, very rich.

Grandpa and Grandmother never approved of Dad's acting career and neither
did they approve of my Mom, but they loved me at first sight and have
indulged me ever since.  I have been raised by her, Miss Carol and Daddy.
I'll tell you about Miss Carol shortly)

Grandpa is always very busy with the running of the Maxson energy empire
and after Daddy recovered enough from his post-Mom loss he went back to
college, completed a business degree that he had begun years before and
then joined Grandpa and his two older brothers at C&E Maxsonite
headquatered in Pittsburgh PA.

It took him 5 years to recover enough to go back to college, he was 28.

Going back to college was extremely difficult for Dad since he was once
again in the public spotlight and he was hounded by the press, his now
mostly younger classmates and the public at large.  I was often taken to
Rutger's to visit him, at least 3 days a week.  Grandmother visited as well
as various other employees from her household.  Her Chief of Staff, Miss
Carol was also my nanny.  Miss Carol is beloved to me.  She's like this
giant, friendly, cuddly lady who comes from another age.  Her ancestors
were once slaves in Lousiana.

***

I was speaking about Dad's time at college...

Daddy lived in a fully staffed, secluded manor house surrounded by trees
and a 7 foot high security fence.  This was situated inside a walled
community about 2 miles from campus.  He was and still is an intensely
private individual. He never used to be, but I did not know him then.

We only lived there one year before he graduated with honors and then it
was back into West Virginia territory, Maxson territory.

Like all Maxsons I was enrolled into the local school system, there would
be no private school for me. I took to school like a duck to water, I
revelled in it and soaked up the experience of being with kids my own age.

I do have 5 cousins but they are all much older than me, so mixing with the
local kids my own age was amazing and new.  I immediately found my place in
the pecking order, I was at the top.  I don't really know how this happened
but the other kids seemed to follow my lead and instinctively, I had no
problem leading them.  I was always taller than the other kids by quite
some way, and I was also very athletic.  This is obviously genetic and I
have since learned that by and large, Maxson boys like to lead.

I learned quickly especially in the mathematical department and I developed
a keen interest in all sports.  It didn't matter what kind, I tried my
hardest to be involved in as many as I could.  As time went by I had to
admit that I could not do everthing so by junior high I settled for
wrestling and baseball.

All the while my Dad worked his butt off, pouring himself into his
executive job but unusually he did everything from home (the Maxson
Homestead).  He cut a special deal with Grandpa to handle only the kind of
business which meant he would not have to travel.., not have to meet anyone
who was not family.  He was just not willing to venture out into the world
again, not ever!

The plus side to all this was that I got to see him every day.  He loved to
just sit me on his kneee and stare into my eyes day dreaming.  The Maxson
side are famous for their silky heavily weighted black hair and their gooey
chocolate colored eyes, deceptively soft eyes.  The men are tall, slender
and strong and with little effort appear to carry these characteristics
long into old age.  My Dad is no exception except for the fact that he is
not yet 'old', well he is old but not ancient you know?  I am also no
exception except on account that I am young and also one other thing, my
eyes.., I have my Mother's Lapis blue eyes that Daddy just loves to stare
into.

Everything else I have apparently comes from Dad, or so Grandmother says -
she never talks about Mom, not in front of me but I once overheard her and
Daddy arguing about Mom.  It wasn't pretty. It was on my 10th birthday.

Dad does not cope well at Christmas because that's when Mom died.  He tries
so hard to be there for me but the emotional disconnect is something I have
become used to every Christmas, every birthday.

He has adopted Thanksgiving as my alternative celebration day.  He is much
better able to show me his love and appreciation for my life at that time.
I don't mind the date shift, hey I get two birthdays! - just like the Queen
of England haha.

I count my lucky stars that he has never blamed me in any way for what
happened.  I understand enough of human nature to know that a lesser father
might have taken his anguish out on me.

I have a very reserved but still approachable personality.  I am not an
extrovert but I have no problem making my thoughts and intentions known.

I am a quiet and studious worker but I'm extremely competitive.  In the
sporting arena I am a ferocious competitor, but a strong team player.  I
became captain of the Varsity Baseball team in my Junior year and now that
I am a Senior, I also lead the Senior and Varisty Wrestling team.  We are
State and Regional champions in both sports.  I have never been challenged
in the academic field and will take home class honors for valedictorian
just like my Daddy and my uncles did before me.  I have the hottest,
sweetest girl on my arm - I just could not wish for anything more.

So yeah I was basically cruising through life up until about 4 weeks ago.

Then the new kid, Felix Jarrow walked into my perfect life.  My Mother's
last name was also Jarrow and Felix had my eyes.

My chest tightened, my breath caught, my heart raced, my eyes saw stars, my
mind went blank and inexplicably.., my dick rapidly began to lengthen down
the right side of my levi button fly 505's..,

I think I'm in trouble....