Date: Tue, 31 Jan 2012 00:50:47 -0500 (EST)
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: Castaway Hotel: Next Generation, chapter 41

The Castaway Hotel: Next Generation - by BW
Copyright 2011 by billwstories
Chapter 41 -- Let's Rock and Roll.

When Jesse told me about Elliot's request the next
morning, I had my doubts.  However, since Jordan had
handled him and had actually had a hands-free orgasm, I
began to think it might be possible.  In Elliot's case
though, I'd need to get Danny and Brandon's permission
first.  Since they were at work, I'd have to wait and ask
them later, but it would still be way ahead of when Jesse
would need an answer.

The boys spent the day in the pool and playing games, so I
let them enjoy their time together.  After checking on
them throughout the day, I was amazed that the older
boys are still willing to find a way to work Joshie into
their plans, so he doesn't feel left out.  I mean, it's not
every group of teenage boys that would take a five-year old
under their wings and try to make him feel like part of the
group.  I was really proud that they were willing to do this
and I would make sure to let them know this later.

After dinner, I talked to Danny and Brandon and explained
about Elliot's new request.  After discussing it between
themselves, Danny and Brandon felt that since Elliot had
been able to handle Jordan so well, they'd allow him to try
it with Jesse too.  They knew Jesse would stop if it was
hurting Elliot, so they gave them the green light to do
this.  I relayed that information to Jesse and he was going
to tell Elliot shortly after that.  I think we could all tell
that Elliot was thrilled about our decision, even though he
didn't say anything to us directly.

The boys spent some time with us in the family room after
Elliot got the good news and I think everyone in there
with us could figure out that Elliot was a bit antsy and
could hardly wait to get upstairs to try this.  However, the
boys did keep him distracted until their normal time to
turn in, even if it wasn't easy.

Once they got up to the room, Jesse told Elliot they'd go
first, in case they had to stop.  Elliot agreed and then got
on all fours in the center of the bed, so Jesse could get
him ready.  Jesse was very thorough while doing this,
since he didn't want to hurt him.  In fact, instead of
stopping at three fingers, Jesse used four on Elliot, to
make sure he could handle the additional girth.  When
Elliot didn't complain, Jesse concluded he was as ready as
he could be.

Slowly, Jesse entered Elliot and paused after each gasp or
groan that was emitted from Elliot's vocal chords.  After
each of these hesitations, Elliot would urge Jesse to keep
going, until he was fully seated in Elliot's anal tract.  After
giving him a couple more minutes to adjust, Jesse began
pumping in and out and gradually built up a rhythm.

Elliot was no longer groaning, although it was obvious he
was at his limit for how much he could take.  Gradually,
Jesse kept increasing his speed, but because Elliot was so
tight, it didn't take long before he was making his final
charge to the end zone.  Elliot was moaning now, at least
that's what Jesse hoped he was doing, but he never
indicated that he wanted Jesse to stop or slow down.
Finally, Jesse drove his penis completely into Elliot's
intestines and whitewashed the condom with his creamy
load.  When he pulled out, he looked at Elliot, to see how
he was doing.

"Well, what did you think?" Jesse asked him, when he felt
Elliot had sufficient time to recover.

"It was really good and I felt you hitting my prostate, just
like Jordan did," Elliot confirmed, "but you didn't make
me cum."

"I told you it doesn't happen for everyone," Jesse advised
him, "and it might not happen like that for Jordan again
either.  It's just something you appreciate when it does
occur."

Elliot accepted the information for what it was worth,
although he was slightly disappointed that he hadn't
experienced a hands-free orgasm too.  He was proud of the
fact that he was able to take Jesse though, because he
knew it meant that Jesse and he could continue to have
fun, long after the other two had returned home.

Nicky wanted Jordan to do him next, since everyone
seemed to enjoy taking the bigger cocks.  Jordan wasn't
sure if he should do this, so he looked at Jesse for his cue.
After getting Jesse's nod of approval, Jordan got Nicky
ready and then slowly entered him.  Nicky did experience
a little pain as Jordan eased his way in, but not enough to
cause him to want to stop.  Once Jordan had completely
penetrated Nicky and given him time to adapt, he began to
stroke his dick back and forth inside Nicky's anal cavity.

Nicky was grunting and making some very guttural noises,
but whenever Jordan asked if he wanted him to stop,
Nicky always refused.  Since the fit was so tight, it didn't
take long for Jordan to orgasm and he filled the condom
with his creamy load.

"Okay, that was a lot different than when I did it with
Elliot," Nicky acknowledged.  "If you want to know the
truth, I felt like I was the Thanksgiving turkey when it was
being stuffed.  Damn, that felt like a baseball bat going in
me.  I think I'll stick to doing it with Elliot from now on."

If I were a betting man, I'd be willing to wager that Elliot
was grinning from ear-to-ear after he'd heard Nicky say
that.  As I said before, I think Elliot might have a crush on
Nicky, even though he still enjoys doing things with Jesse
and Jordan too.

The other boys agreed to honor Nicky's request, but they
didn't keep question whether he was hurting at all, after
taking on his larger cousin.  Nicky continually assured the
others he was fine, although he did admit he was a bit
looser than before.  He just hoped it didn't cause him to
have an accident later, seeing his rectum was now much
wider than when the evening started.

The rest of the week went about the same for the boys, but
I was busy double and triple checking our vacation plans.
I was also making certain a little surprise I had planned
for the boys was all set as well.  They didn't seem to mind
that I wasn't spending as much time with them and
happily entertained themselves until the weekend.

On Saturday afternoon, Danny, Brandon, Jake and I took
all the boys over to the health center, so the proud owners
could show the rabble the areas they didn't have a chance
to see before.  Although some of the offices were occupied
and we didn't go in them, we did see a couple of the other
vacant ones, as well as taking a tour of the two-story
addition.

When we reached the first floor in that area, Danny
explained where the laboratory would be and pointed out
the area where the diagnostic and imaging center will be
located.

"So this is where I'm going to be working?" Jesse asked.

"If you get your degree, than I'll make sure this is where
you have your first job as a radiologist," Danny confirmed.

Jesse's chest seemed to swell a little, as the other boys
looked around and nodded their heads in approval.

The elevators weren't installed and operating yet, so we
had to walk up the stairs to the second floor.  Once we
were there, Danny pointed out where the two operating
rooms, the recovery room and the employee lounge would
be located.  The boys were impressed that they were even
going to have their own operating rooms and thought this
was even more impressive than they'd first imagined.

After we finished seeing everything there, I took everyone
over to the pharmacy again.  I had arranged with Kevin to
make sure Vinnie and he would be there this time, so we
could actually get inside and look around.  Kevin let us in
when we knocked at the door.

"Hi, guys.  Welcome to my pharmacy," he greeted us, as
we entered.  "Let me give you the grand tour."

The boys agreed they were eager to look around, so they
followed Kevin.

"Right here by the entrance is the security room," he told
them.  "Frankie helped me put an ad in some law
enforcement publications so I could hire a few retired
officers to work security for me.  This will be their office.
It has monitors so they can view what's going on in the
store by manipulating any of the security cams that we
are installing.

"They will also have their own private entrance," Kevin
continued, "so they can come and go without the other
employees being able to see them.  That should help keep
the employees on their toes and make them less like to
participate in employee theft, since they'll never be sure if
someone is working security or not.  The men working
security will also be able to have the police pick up any
person up they stop for shoplifting without having to
come into the pharmacy.  It should create less of a
commotion for us that way."

We were all impressed with this area and agreed it was
probably wise that it had its own entrance.  From there,
Kevin took us to the vault and showed the boys how it
would be used to store the drugs and cash whenever the
pharmacy was closed.  It was very impressive.  He also
showed them the drive through window and explained how
that would help customers who didn't want to run inside
to pick up their prescriptions.

Kevin then took us back and to see the stockroom, which
even had a receiving dock where they could accept
deliveries.  The four doors (the main entrance, security
room, receiving and overhead door) would each have their
own key, but Kevin and the security guards would have
master keys that would open any of them.

Although we didn't go up and down every aisle, Kevin told
the boys about what types of items he'd be carrying.
They'd have the typical 'over the counter' drugs and
medications, pain relievers and rubs, first aid supplies
(which would include such things as enema bags and hot
water bottles), health and beauty aids, and pediatric and
geriatric supplies.

In the back corner, Kevin would also feature some other
items most pharmacies don't carry, such as crutches,
walkers, neck braces, air splints and soft casts, portable
commodes, wheelchairs, a hospital bed, therapeutic
devices and traction equipment.  I think the boys were
very impressed with the broad range of items he would
have on hand or could get for his customers within a
couple of days.

Once we finished our tour of the pharmacy, the boys
thanked Kevin, Vinnie, Danny and Brandon for showing
them around their new places.  I think the time we spent
taking a tour of these two places might have even given at
least some of the boys ideas about possibly opening their
own businesses some day.

When we got home, I told the boys to pack a bag with
enough clothing to last them for three days, as well as any
other items they might need, such as their toothbrushes.
When they wanted to know why, I merely told them I was
going to be taking them on a trip.  I wouldn't tell them
where we were going, but I did mention that I thought
they'd like it and we'd be leaving tomorrow afternoon.
Since nearly everyone else would be working during the
time we'll be gone, this was going to be merely for the four
boys and me.

Elliot wanted to know if he could ask Hayden to go to, so I
explained what it would mean for them if he did that.

"You may, if you want," I began, "but if you do, you boys
won't be able to do any fooling around in the motel at
night."

After thinking it over and discussing it among themselves,
the boys quickly decided it might be best if they didn't
invite Hayden after all.  If he were a little more open-
minded about things then I'm certain they'd have been
more than willing to ask him to tag along too.

Once the boys went to pack their things, I gave Mark a
quick phone call.  I had some concerns about our
investments and hoped he could briefly clear up the
situation for me.  Once he was on the line and we'd
exchanged greetings, I got right to the point.

"Mark, I'm a little worried about our investments," I
began.  "This looming debt ceiling debate has me a bit
jumpy and concerned about our future."

"I think you can relax," Mark replied.  "I've been switching
your money out of market driven funds and into more
stable and less volatile investments."

"Oh, when did you start doing that?" I wondered.

"It began after the first of the year," Mark answered.
"After the fall elections, I did some research on the Tea
Party's objectives, since they were the ones that made the
biggest gains, and was struck by their agenda and resolute
determination to advance their cause.  Since they seemed
adamant and unlikely to budge from their position, I
began to worry about how that would affect the situation
in Washington.

"At about the same time," he continued, "I was reading
information from analysts, whom I highly respect, and
they were concerned about the budgetary dilemmas many
municipalities and states are currently facing.  They're
worried their current financial woes of those governmental
bodies could cause them to either default on their debt or
put them in a position where they would have to file for
bankruptcy.  If either of those things happened, it would
have a very negative impact on the markets as well.  For
that reason, I began to alter the distribution of your
investments."

"Wow, you're really on top of things," I acknowledged.  "So
our money is pretty safe now?"

"I try to keep up with the economic situation," Mark
agreed, "and I'm making sure your money is as safe as
possible.  I moved about half of it out of the markets by
June and I've been moving even more since then.  By the
end of this month, you'll have very little still tied up in
market driven securities."

"Thank you for watching out for us," I added.  "I should
have realized that you would have already taken care of
this."

"It never hurts to check though, just to make sure," Mark
confirmed.  "Some day you might catch me napping and
notice something I might have missed."

"Oh, I doubt that," I confessed, with a chuckle.

After thanking him yet again, we ended our call and I felt
much better about our financial situation.

Later that night, after the boys retired to their rooms,
Jordan had Jesse do him again, and Elliot had Jordan do
him.  Nicky then opted to let Elliot be his partner this
time, so Nicky ended up doing it to Jesse.  Jordan didn't
have another hands-free orgasm, but they all enjoyed
themselves and went to sleep wondering where I was going
to take them.

The next morning, the boys kept pestering me to find out
what my plans were, but I still wouldn't divulge our
destination.  I merely told them they didn't have to go if
they didn't want to, but none of them decided to stay
behind.  We left shortly after I prepared them a big lunch
and then we hopped in the Suburban and set out.

We spent several hours on the road and stopped only for
gas, toilet breaks and drinks.  When we arrived at the
hotel and checked in, the boys had even more questions.

"What the heck is in Cleveland?" Jordan challenged.

"I think I know," Jesse answered.  "I think I saw it on
'American Idol' one night, when they went to the 'Rock
and Roll Hall of Fame.'  I'll bet that's where we're going."

"Is that it, Papa?" Nicky asked next.  "Is that where you're
taking us?"

"Could be," I responded.  "I guess you'll just have to wait
and find out."

I knew this was mildly frustrating the boys, but I wanted
them to have a certain amount of doubt that it was where
we were heading.  I still prefer to utilize the element of
surprise, even if this time they had guessed where we were
going.

I had reserved two rooms, one for the boys and another for
me.  I figured they'd want to fool around at night and I
didn't want to cramp their style or make them feel I was
perving on them.  Once we checked in, we took our things
up to the rooms and cleaned up for dinner.

After I took the boys out to eat, we went back to the hotel
to get a good night's sleep.  I told them I'd be getting
them up early in the morning, so we could eat breakfast
and get an early start.  They agreed that would be fine and
went to their own room.

Once the boys had gotten off, it calmed them down
enough so they were able to get to sleep.  Jesse and Nicky
slept in one bed, and Jordan and Elliot in the other.
Although it's not exactly what Elliot was hoping for, they
larger pair thought it would be better to split up, so one
bed wouldn't be too crowded.

The next morning, I took the boys out to eat and advised
them it would be wise to consume a large breakfast.
That's because I didn't plan on eating again until
dinnertime, so we'd have plenty of time to enjoy what I
had planned in between.

When we got to the 'Rock and Roll Hall of Fame,' I
immediately drew a mental correlation between this place
and the Louvre.  I guess it's because of the two glass
pyramids out in front that reminded me of the modern
addition to the famous museum in Paris.

As soon as we got inside, we were immediately blown away
by the vast quantity and diversity of the items contained
there.  We also quickly learned that the Hall of Fame tries
to give you an understanding of the evolution of Rock and
Roll by explaining that country, folk, blues, blue grass,
gospel, jazz and R & B all helped to influence the
development of the genre.  This fact because very evident
when we saw the various individuals who have since been
inducted in this famed hall and had acknowledged that
they'd been influenced by one or more of those musical
styles, as they were developing their own niche.

The Hall of Fame is spread out over several levels and
consists of both permanent and temporary exhibits.
Within these displays is a collection of instruments the
artists actually used, mannequins displaying the costumes
and other outfits the individual artists wore, hand-written
song lyrics and many other interesting artifacts, which
also includes a few cars.  You can even witness some of
the earliest performances by the solo acts and groups,
such as when they appeared for the first time on
television or in a concert.

There are also several film features, which are displayed
on a three-screen viewing area.  In another location, there
is a wall that contains the collective autographs of the
inductees.  There is also a list of the 500 songs that
shaped Rock and Roll.  The Beatles have the most songs
on this list with seven, while Elvis Presley and The Rolling
Stones each have six songs and the Beach Boys and Bob
Dylan have five songs each.  Those are the artists with the
greatest influence on the list.

I think we were walking around star struck, as we toured
the hall featuring the inductees.  Believe it or not, the
first group wasn't even inducted until 1986.  That first
group included James Brown, Little Richard, Elvis Presley,
Fats Domino, Ray Charles, Chuck Berry, Sam Cooke, The
Everly Brothers (Phil and Don), Buddy Holly and Jerry Lee
Lewis.  What a star-studded group that was.

The boys were really getting into the things they were
seeing and I was getting a kick out of their conversations.
Some dealt with the inductee's abilities, while others had
more to do more with the inductee's quirks.

"Here's someone you guys will recognize.  I'm sure you've
all heard of Michael Jackson," I stated, as I gestured
toward the display.

"Yeah everyone knows him," Nicky agreed,

"Look, they've even got one of his Jackson Five outfits in
here too, along with the stuff he wore when he performed
solo," Jesse mentioned.

"That's because he's a dual inductee," I responded.  "He
was inducted once with the Jackson Five in 1997 and
then again as a solo artist in 2001."

"He was pretty weird, but he could really sing and dance."
Nicky added.

The rest of the boys nodded their agreement then Elliot
started to laugh uncontrollably.

"What's so funny," Jordan wanted to know.

"You guys aren't going to believe this," Elliot told them,
when he caught his breath.  "When I was little, I thought
that Michael Jackson was something grownups invented
to scare kids about what could happen to us, you know
like the boogeyman."

Now that the rest of us were let in on his story, the boys
began to understand why he'd been laughing.

"Where did you come up with that?" Jesse demanded,
looking confused.

"I don't know.  I mean all you heard about him for a while
was how he was into touching kids, so I thought he'd get
me too, if I left the closet door open or something," Elliot
explained.

"Dude, you need many, many, many years of therapy,"
Jesse stated, before breaking into a fit of giggles.

"Keep that door shut or I'm gonna get you Elliot," Nicky
teased, in his best Michael Jackson voice.  "Come here
little boy.  I'm got something I want to show you."

He then added a very evil and sinister laugh for effect,
which meant the others were laughing hysterically by the
time he'd finished saying this.

I think Elliot must have shared that story because he felt
it was funny also.  At least I hoped that was the case, so I
was glad to see he was laughing at Nicky's impression too.
In fact, he was laughing so hard that he had tears rolling
down his cheeks.  I have to admit, it was pretty funny.

"Yes it's unfortunate that in his later life there were many
accusations that he had behaved improperly with children,
but the man did have a talent," I stated, before guiding
them along to the next exhibit.

A little while later, another inductee caught their
attention.

"Hey, check this out.  It's Ozzy Osbourne," Jesse said, as
we came to an exhibit for the band Black Sabbath.

"I didn't know that guy played music.  I just thought he
had a TV show," Nicky confessed.

"You probably wouldn't know him unless you're into
classic rock, because his group, Black Sabbath, was way
before our time, but Ozzy rocks," Jesse stated.

"I watched that show on MTV with my babysitter
sometimes, but there was only one word I could ever
understand," Elliot offered.

The four boys looked at each other then shouted in
unison, "SHARON!"

I jumped at the noise and asked, "What the hell was that
all about?"

"You can't understand anything he says on the show,
unless he's yelling for his wife and he does that a lot,"
Jordan informed me, to explain their antics.

"Yeah he's crazy, I saw him get into a fight with his car
one time, because it couldn't understand his voice
commands," Nicky added, with a chuckle.

"I'll admit I was never a big Black Sabbath fan," I said.  "It
sounds to me like old Ozzy's brain got fried from taking
too many drugs, but they do consider him the 'godfather
of heavy metal music' now."

As we continued our tour of the various exhibits, the boys
found several artists that they were more familiar with.
Jesse was particularly interested in Eric Clapton's signed
guitar.

"Wow, you know even though he's been around for ages
they still say Clapton is the greatest guitarist in the
world," Jesse said, as he looked on Clapton's guitar with a
sense of awe.

"Yes, Clapton has been a major influence on rock music
and he learned from some of the blue's legends," I
informed them.  "You've probably heard many of his
songs, even if you didn't know they were his.  Did you
realize that he's a three-time inductee into the Hall of
Fame?  First, with the 'Yardbirds,' then with 'Cream' and
finally as a solo artist."

"Damn, I didn't know that," Elliot admitted, while the
others nodded in agreement.

"I love that song 'Tears in Heaven,' but it's so sad," Jesse
stated.

"Well that's no surprise, as it resulted from a great tragedy
in Clapton's life," I explained.  "He wrote it for his little
boy who fell out of a window on an upper floor and was
killed."

The boys gave a collective gasp at my revelation and
quickly agreed that would be a terrible thing for a parent
to experience.  They also thought it was fitting that Mr.
Clapton had honored his son by writing such a beautiful
song.

Elliot then led us over to see Little Richard's display and
reminded us that Dion and he had performed some of
Little Richard's songs for us on New Year's Eve.  As we
looked at some of his pictures, I noticed a few questioning
looks from my troops.

"Why is his hair so drippy looking?" Nicky asked.

"That was a popular style for African-Americans many
years ago," I answered.  "As I'm sure you've learned from
your history classes, black people haven't always been
treated fairly and for a time some felt that by doing this to
their hair it would make them blend in more with the
white community."

"That's pretty chicken shit," Jordan stated, rather
forcefully.  "He was obviously really talented, so he
shouldn't have had to do that to his hair just to fit in.
People should have been grateful he shared his gift with
them."

Although I didn't approve of his choice of words, I
appreciated Jordan's sentiment and was pleased to see the
rest of my boys nodding their heads in agreement.

As we moved along, I spotted something else I wanted to
bring to their attention.  We had come to the 'Crosby,
Stills and Nash' exhibit.

"This is one of my favorite groups," I told the boys.  "Each
one of these guys is a multiple inductee too.  They were
not only inducted for being in this group, but they also got
in with the other groups they'd performed with.  David
Crosby was also inducted with 'The Byrds,' Stephen Still
with 'Buffalo Springfield' and Graham Nash for his stint
with 'The Hollies.'

I'm not sure how interested the boys were with this piece
of information, but they listened politely.  Then, a short
time later, I spotted another exhibit that caught my
attention.

"Now here is an exhibit featuring one of my favorite solo
artists.  Elliot you should know who he is, since you
played one of his songs for me.  In fact, all of you should
know who he is," I stated.

Elliot looked back at me with a blank expression on his
face and some of the others also appeared to be scratching
their heads.

"It's Jerry Lee Lewis," I offered.

The boys looked back at me as though I was talking about
one of our neighbors or the mailman, rather than a rock
legend.  I felt there was only one way for them to figure
out who he was.

"GOODNESS GRACATIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE," I
shouted.  It also earned me a few strange looks from the
other patrons.

"That's who sang that song?" Elliot wondered, amazed.

"You didn't know that?" I asked, incredulously.

"How would I know?" Elliot replied.

"You played that song on New Year's Eve.  Didn't you have
to read the music first," I inquired.

"No, Uncle Dion asked if I knew it, when I pulled him aside
to talk him into singing those Little Richard songs," he
explained.  "He said it was one of your favorites and I had
heard it enough times, so I was able to play it by ear."

"Yeah, I didn't know who wrote it either," Jesse stated, "I
think we've all just heard it so many times that we've just
sort of memorized the words."

"Well Jerry Lee Lewis was very famous.  In the early days
he used to tour with Elvis and Johnny Cash.  You guys
remember them right," I asked.

They nodded their heads and I filled them in on a few of
Jerry Lee's other hits, like 'Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On'
and 'Breathless.'

"His popularity hit the rocks after his 1958 London tour,"
I informed them.  "A British reporter discovered that
Lewis, who was twenty-three at the time, had married his
third wife, his thirteen-year old first cousin.  She was the
daughter of his bass player, who was also his cousin.  They
tried to claim she was sixteen at the time, but that didn't
work.  Suddenly, he was blacklisted from the radio and
almost vanished from music altogether."

"Wow, he married someone that young!" Jordan
exclaimed, "and she was his cousin too."

"He must have been from the south," Jesse joked.

I chose not to respond to Jesse's comment and directed
them to the next exhibit.  I also made a mental note.  I
hadn't previously known that Elliot could play by ear.
Usually, a musician can't play a new song unless he has
the sheet music to read beforehand.  Remembering what
he did on New Year's Eve, I thought Elliot had played that
song like a professional.  What can I say?  He continues to
amaze me with the things he can do on that piano and I
am so glad we were able to provide a prominent place for
it in our home.

>From there, we moved to the upper floor, where they had
a collection of permanent displays.  In this room were the
exhibits for Elvis Presley, The Who, The Beach Boys,
Beatles, U2, Queen, Bob Dylan, The Clash, The Doors and
Roy Orbison.

"Damn, look at that," Jesse shouted, while pointing at
something he just noticed.  "They've even got one of Elvis'
cars in here."

Sure enough, there was an old, huge Cadillac cordoned off
by those brass stands and fancy cords like you might see
at a theater.

"Papa why is Elvis considered the King of Rock and Roll?"
Jordan asked.  "Most of his music sounds like country to
me,"

"Well, he did have a major influence on both of those
forms of music," I began  "You see, Elvis grew up listening
to country music and singing gospel music in church.  He
was also greatly influenced by some of the early African
American performers, like B. B. King, Arthur 'Big Boy'
Crudup and Joe Hunter, but he was also intrigued with the
music of Chuck Berry and Fats Domino as well.  Black
artists weren't big in the south at the time, but because he
liked what they did, Elvis blended all three of those types
of music together and came up with his own, unique
sound.  The music he performed in his early career was
much different than the country music of that time, so
many of the traditionalists didn't like him."

"Well, I don't like country much," Jordan mentioned.

"Me either," Elliot interjected, "it's just rap for rednecks.
If you play it backwards, then the people in the songs
usually live happier lives.  They get their dog back, their
wife doesn't screw their best friend and the twister goes
clear around their trailer, instead of through it."

"And what do you have against rap," Jordan inquired.

"It's just not music to my way of thinking," Elliot replied.
"It sounds more like angry speeches set to a heavy bass."

"Would you guys shut up before some angry redneck or
pissed off rapper kill's us?" Jesse suggested, sarcastically.

"You mean lynched by rednecks or have a rapper bust caps
in our asses?" Elliot asked.

Jesse rolled his eyes.  "You are such a music snob!" he
chastised him.

"Besides," Elliot continued, "they wouldn't kill us, we're
just little boys."

"Right," Nicky chimed in, "they'd kill Papa, because he
couldn't get his brats to shut up."

The boys thought that comment was particularly funny,
but didn't end up laughing too hard after I reminded them
that it would be a long walk back to Pennsylvania, if an
angry redneck or rapper killed me.

"Damn, here is another of my all-time favorite groups," I
advised them, as we approached the Beatles display.
"They set the world on its ear when they broke onto the
music scene.  They were so damn creative and talented.
Did you know John, Paul and George are all dual-
inductees?  They were also inducted for their solo careers
too, as well as for being part of this remarkable band."

The boys were listening to me rant on, until I saw
something else.

"Look there," I urged, while pointing at a streaming video.
"That's the Beatles performing on The Ed Sullivan Show.
It was during their first American tour.  Wow!  That sure
brings back some memories.  It was in 1964 and I was a
little younger than all of you boys are now when I watched
this show.  It was hard to hear them, with all the girls in
the audience screaming and crying."

"Yeah, girls can get carried away when they see guys they
like on stage," Nicky observed.  "You never see guys do
that when some hot chick is performing."

"Nah, they're too busy drooling and panting to scream or
cry," I teased.  Nicky merely rolled his eyes at me.

"Hey, what's that cub scout uniform doing here?" Jesse
asked, to distract us away from our previous discussion.

"I'm not sure what it has to do with the Rock and Roll Hall
of Fame, but that's Jim Morrison's uniform," I informed
them.  "He played with 'The Doors,' so I guess they felt it
would be nice to show he wasn't always hooked on booze
and drugs."

After saying that, I happened to look at my watch and was
surprised to notice how late it was.  I guess there has just
been so much to see that the time has flown by and we
still haven't seen it all.  I guess the Hall's hours of 10:00
a.m. to 5:30 p.m. just aren't long enough to see
everything, because we were one of the first people to
enter after it opened and now it was nearly closing time.
I'm not sure the boys will want to come back tomorrow to
see more, because I have something else planned for them
that they might find even more enjoyable.