"Benny the Matchmaker " Chapter 6
By Dylan
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"Benny the Matchmaker" was inspired by my good old friend Castleton during a chat we had. He told me to write a short and simple story and suggested to use my last encounter with a nice stranger as I was walking my dog in the park.
For some time now I work together with my friend Andy, who tirelessly reads and edits my stories to make them as good as possible.
This chapter I dedicate to you, Andy, as a huge 'Thank You my Friend!'
So, here it is!
Greets, Dylan
Benny the Matchmaker -6-
The motorcade departed after Dr. Austin explained in detail what he had done when he performed the operation on Omar's back. The severed nerves had been reconnected, and now the chance of the Prince's recovery were very good.
His parents, the rulers of one of the wealthiest states of the Arabian world, fully understood what wonder had been performed by him, but now real life needed to make sure their Son would have the strength to survive.
They had both already suspected the truth, and their Son's valet, bodyguard and near friend, Ahmad, had given them the information they needed to fully understand.
The King knew he needed to talk to his trusted advisors about the situation, while Queen Alia simply needed a friend.
The Couple left the hospital grounds in separate cars, the Queen in one of the fully armored Rolls-Royce Cullinan SUV's minutes after her husband the King had left in the motorcade, distracting the paparazzi and potential assassins.
Both of them knew that not everyone liked the policy reforms the Kingdom had started several years ago, reforms that had led to open riots in their country, and ultimately to the murder of the King's father, the late King Omar .
His son, now King Suleiman, Omar the third, had to back track some of the most advanced reforms, an act he deeply regretted. The trusted advisors had made clear he would risk a civil war if he enforced his reforms too quickly, so he needed to move more slowly and reinforce his power.
Prince Omar had been shocked and appalled by the new repressions the Palace had enforced, and his trust in his Father was destroyed.
The King and the Queen both knew the secret their beloved oldest son carried.
He was gay, the gay Son of the ruling house of an Arabian Kingdom, a country were the religion shunned homosexuality.
What his parents had feared most became reality as Prince Omar had used his high speed motorbike to try and kill himself. This time, they had sworn, they would be there for him.
But for now, while Omar needed his sleep to regain his strength, his parents had something else in mind.
The King had to attend an official function at the Embassy, while the Queen was to meet an old friend of hers, from the days back in Connecticut, when Mrs. Miller was working as a teacher, and the younger Alia had been her pupil.
When Mrs. Miller had told Dr. Austin about the fact that she knew Omar's mom, he had pulled some strings, and so the Queen gladly accepted the invitation to Mrs. Miller's house for tea.
Her chauffeur drove the short drive around the park without flaws, and the parking lot of the house had already been checked by Secret Service earlier. The ride by car and elevator had been uneventful, and now Mrs. Miller greeted Queen Alia warmly, giving her a huge hug.
" Benny! Kenzo!" The Queen heard as two soft barks and a two pairs of paws greeted her. Mrs. Miller knew that her old friend was not afraid of dogs, and the fact that neither Mr. Millers voice nor Dylan's Mom's hands could stop the dogs from greeting their new friend seemed to be no problem.
Mrs. Miller, bringing a little order into the chaos of the two cute dogs, introduced the two women that waited on the open terrace to her old friend Alia:
" Alia, I want you to meet my friends, Mrs. Mary Bullimore, Dylan's Mom, and Mrs. Linda Jefferson, Tony's Mom"
The women greeted each other warmly, while Kenzo and his friend Benny sat by his master, Mr. Miller in his wheelchair.
As the women talked about the relationships of their son's , Queen Alia was more than open to accept the reality.
She addressed Tony's Mom : " And when do I see my Son's boyfriend for the first time?"
The ice was broken, the word 'boyfriend' had been used, and the Mom's held out their Mobile phones to show pictures. Each of the Mom's, even Mrs. Miller as Kenzo's proud Mom and actually Benny's mother in law.
Mr. Miller quietly talked to one of the Secret Service agents, and to Tony's complete surprise a huge and shiny Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the garage he worked in only 15 minutes later.
His Boss already had been informed that the boy was needed for a complicated repair on a car, and a 500 Dollar fee was more than enough to make sure the owner of the shop did not ask questions.
Tony, still dressed in his oily coverall, was overwhelmed and unable to ask many questions, while he tried his best not to stain the surely expensive leather of the hugely expensive car.
He was even more surprised as they stopped by the service and delivery entrance of Bergdorf Goodman's, and a well dressed manager not only greeted the man that accompanied the boy, but Tony himself with utmost politeness.
Tony certainly did not know what was going on until one of the men gave him a phone and he heard the voice of Mrs. Miller: " Hello my young friend! Please don't be nervous, I just wanted to make sure your dressed accordingly to have tea with me, your Mom and some friends!"
The Bergdorf manager, by now accompanied by several sales assistants and even one head salesman, worked hard to improve Tony's appearance. Even a quick manicure was performed to clean his oily hands and fingernails, and the little, occasional squeals of the delighted salesmen clearly showed that the young and muscled man was enough eye candy to make sure not only him, but also the personnel of the young men's clothing department of Bergdorf Goodman would not forget this shopping trip .
A newly outfitted Tony, still wondering what was happening to him, was chauffeured to Mrs. Miller's house. He was still stunned and nervous, by now asking the agent even more questions. The man was stoic and didn't utter a word. He lead the boy into an elevator and pressed the right button, and as the door slid open, Tony was almost knocked off his feet by the two whirlwinds Benny and Kenzo.
A fresh squeal of delight, this time by his Mom, didn't really reduce his embarrassment, but after Mrs. Miller had greeted him right by the door of the elevator he slowly realized this was the world Dylan had told him about.
It did not take long until he relaxed, coached by Benny. The cute caramel colored Olde English Bulldog had pawed her way up on the sofa Tony sat on, after Mrs. Miller had smiled with a nod and gave Benny the permission. Now Tony petted her while he listened to the Queen, the woman he had met for the first time, telling him all those little childhood stories about his beloved boyfriend he would gladly use to tease him for years to come.
The Queen, Alia as he now called her, just like his Mom, Dylan's Mom and Mrs. Miller, evidently accepted that her Son was gay. All the worries Omar had had, all the fears he had shared with his boyfriend, everything seemed to evaporate in mere minutes.
The Queen told Tony that they still had to be careful. She told him about the political implications, about the imminent danger since her husbands enemies could and certainly would use a gay son against him. Following his countries old rules and laws, customs and conventions, a gay man was breaking the law and would most certainly be shunned and maybe imprisoned.
Tony by now was shaking in fear and anger, both at the same time.
He asked, with a tearful voice: " Did you guys make this show of a tea party to tell me I won't see Omar again? You don't know me, and you don't know him! You can' t buy me, not by some fancy clothes or any money in the world!"
He jumped up, pushing Benny off his lap. She gave a little "yelp" and looked at the boy with wide eyes, and Tony bent over and petted her: " I'm sorry my cute little Benny, I didn't mean to disturb you!"
Benny licked his hands, and the women took the short distraction to address Tony's fears.
It took them quite some time to relax the tearful young man again, to make sure he understood what might be necessary to live a life next to Prince Omar.
The women had already decided to wait until the young lovers had talked, and before the King had made up his mind after consulting his trusted advisers, Mr. Ahmed being one of them.
The Queen knew perfectly well that her husband did not just belong to her, but also to the Crown, the Kingdom, his people and ..... Ahmed.
Ahmed, she knew and shared that knowledge with only a handful of loyalists, had been her husbands lover when they were both much younger. She and her husband had been adventurous and young when they met at the university, were Omar graduated in Physics and Engineering, while she studied law.
She quickly realized that the Arabian young man was much more than a poor student, and his friend was much more than simply another young man studying at the same time and sharing a room.
Alia once walked in on the two men , hearing them moan and grunt, and she watched the two sexy young men while they shared intimacy in their shower stall.
The two lovers had forgotten Omar had given her the key to their room.
Nowadays she could only smile about the shock she felt watching her friend getting sucked off by another man.
The three of them talked for a long time after this initial shock.
Alia soon had discovered her friend and her shared a deep love, but Omar and his friend Ahmed also loved each other, in a different way, but also very deeply. Even though Ahmed knew his place in the society and was always making sure nobody would find out the truth, the Crown Prince made clear his friend would never have to leave his side.
Alia understood, and now, finding her son in a similar situation, she knew what to do.
She and the King had to make sure Omar and Tony would be able to live the life they dreamt of.