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Chapter Seventy-Three: New Horizons
"Mark, did you hear all that stuff Nigel was sayin' to me this afternoon about that group he's in, The Daredevils?"
Kevin and Mark lay in Mark's bed. Since Daniel allowed the older boys to have a private room, or at least a room they shared with only one other boy, the two young men were able to enjoy one another's close company on a regular basis. Mark lay on his back with Kevin partially draped over his left side. Kevin used Mark's left pectoral as a pillow as they talked.
"Yeah, I heard. I've given it a lot of thought this afternoon."
"You gonna say anythin' to Mr. Dan'l?"
"Not yet. Colin has already explained a lot of it to Daniel, so he's aware. The part I've been thinking about is more around trying to do some research and find out more about the group. My instincts tell me there's a lot more to it than Nigel knows. Besides, the kid hasn't done anything wrong, yet. It would be kind of hard for us to do anything other than keep an eye on him and see what develops."
"If it'll help, I can do some of the research for you tomorrow. You know I have the password for getting into the big internet site." Kevin used his left thumb to tease Mark's nipple.
"That would help. Also, let the other guys know to keep an eye on Nigel. We don't need him talking his crap to the younger boys."
"You know, if I was on the streets, I could get some information. I knew a couple of kids from over there. One was from England and I think the other one came from Germany and they used to talk about clubs doin' things like Nigel talks about. They said some of the clubs got into some pretty heavy shit."
"What do you mean by heavy?" Mark rolled onto his left side to face his lover and wrapped an arm over Kevin's side and back. While Kevin talked, Mark gently rubbed the younger boy's back.
"When they first started tellin' about stuff that went on over there, we thought they were just bull-shittin' us. After a while we'd hear some of the same stories from other guys or what other guys claim they heard from others. If I heard somethin' from somebody else I'd ask the two guys that I knew. Sometimes they'd laugh and say what I was tellin' 'em was nothin' compared to the heavy stuff.
"Most of the kids involved were street kids, you know, orphans or run-aways or abandoned kids, like us. Some were kids that had decent families, but they were ignored. To them the club was just a way to find somebody that cared about them. They were just lookin' for somebody to give them attention and praise them once in a while. If letting themselves be tied to a pole and get whipped was what it took, they did it.
"The English kid said the groups where he was from would take a young kid, some seven or eight years old, and start training them. At first, the man training the kid was called his mentor. Somewhere in the training the mentor became their master. He said the boys learned to serve their masters by enduring pain and worked like sex toys. A big deal was when the master thought the boy proved himself and the master rented the boy out. In other words, the master became his pimp."
"That sounds like the boy lived with the mentor or master," Mark interrupted.
"They said some of the boys did, but boys with parents and a home, stayed with their family until they were of age. The way everything was set up it was kind of like a boys club and the parents weren't any the wiser. When the boy passed all the tests, he was marked or branded. They didn't tell me how, just that the boy was and was registered. They were then regarded as their master's property. They could be pimped, sold, abused, punished, all the crap that went with slavery. He said a lot of 'em had to get jobs and supported the master."
Mark listened to Kevin and knew from Kevin's voice he was reliving some old memories. They were memories that most likely should have stayed buried, but were now out. Kevin had his face buried in Mark's shoulder. When Mark lifted the boy's head, he saw the tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Shhhhh. That's enough of that," Mark said quietly. "Somehow, I think there's a lot more there than you've told me. Right now, though, you need to focus somewhere else."
Mark gently moved Kevin's head off his shoulder. Looking his lover in the eye, he moved his lips to lightly touch Kevin's and slowly moved his lips back and forth until Kevin's lips parted. The sensuous touch, together with Mark's warm breath entering his mouth, caused the younger boy to focus his mind and his body on more rewarding and more pleasant things. Kevin placed a hand on either side of Mark's face to stop him moving and the two engaged in a deep, passionate kiss.
Young tongues fought for supremacy. Each pushed into the other and sucked to pull the other into a warm and waiting mouth that craved attention. The tongues wrapped around each other and explored the crevice of each tooth. Saliva freely ran from one opening to the other. Each young man enjoyed the taste of the other. Each young man began to whimper and moan his pleasure. Kevin broke the kiss to convey a special message.
"I fasted today. All day I've thought of nothing but lying here with you and what we could do."
"Are you telling me you're horny?"
"Yeah. I need for you to ride me. But, more than that, I need you. I'm that boy that needs to know someone cares. I need for you to tell me you love me; show me how much you love me."
"Care? I don't just care for you, I need you as much as you need me. I'd be lost without you near me. Most of all, I love you more than you will ever know. You are a part of me that I can't explain." Tears ran down Kevin's cheeks as he again moved in to kiss his lover.
"I didn't just fast today. Earlier, I took a shower. . . . a good shower. . . . a very thorough shower." Kevin smiled as he teased Mark.
"Ooohhhh, you horny stud. Is that an offer?" Mark teased back as he pulled Kevin closer and felt his hard maleness poke his stomach. Mark reached down and pushed both of their poles down to point at their feet. He knew the tension and movement would arouse them and push them to a higher plateau of sexual frenzy. Kevin gasped and whimpered when he felt Mark drag his fingernails up the younger boy's side.
Mark pushed Kevin onto his back and then straddled the boy. Mark pressed into the side of the young neck. Tonight, his lover would be branded. Neither boy cared that the other boys would know who did it and what happened that night. Mark enjoyed tonguing Kevin's ears and feeling the boy writhe in lustful agony beneath him. As he probed as deeply as possible into an ear, his hands teased, twisted and pulled his sensitive nipples. Kevin drew sharp breaths through clenched teeth and fought to not scream out his pleasures. He didn't scream, but he did moan and declare his love for Mark as he begged for more.
After a few minutes, Kevin bucked his hips to toss Mark off him. Mark willingly allowed himself to be thrown. It was now Kevin's turn to mount his lover and return the pleasures he adored. Kevin loved to bury his nose in Mark's neck and inhale deeply, savoring the aroma of a young man in heat. Mark, too, would be branded for all to see the next day. While Kevin branded him, Mark whimpered and used his hands to knead each of Kevin's cheeks. This was one of Kevin's favorite things; he loved for someone to play with his butt. On the street, Kevin was the leader and had to show all the strengths expected of him. Now, he could be whatever he enjoyed, he could let go and let someone else take charge and be strong.
Kevin whimpered while pleasing his lover. Mark ran his fingertips lightly through the valley between Kevin's globes. When Mark reached the precious and sensitive opening, his fingernails moved quickly, but lightly, over the sensitive flesh. Kevin hollered out as he inhaled and sat straight up. He pushed down, wanting Mark to enter him. Mark backed up, teasing the boy. Mark then reached up and pulled Kevin down to suckle a nipple while he rolled the boy's twins in his hand. Kevin was now constantly moaning unintelligible jibberish.
Mark continued until he knew that Kevin was lost in his own lustful fog. He then reached down between the young boy's legs and flipped him. The two young men began, in earnest, to suckle the others maleness. Both young men needed to be pushed to the edge, to find release. Swallowing to the base, they allowed their throat muscles to give pleasure and bring them to a quick climax. Both knew this was only the beginning of the evening for them. They always enjoyed a quickie for relief, and then settled into a more passionate and caring pattern for a deeper gratification.
Neither swallowed all the youthful nectar they were offered. Their habit was to withdraw near the end and hold a taste of their partner. Again, lying face to face, they entered a passionate kiss, sharing their offerings. The edge was now gone and both could fully enjoy the attentions relished on their young, sensitive bodies. Breaking the kiss, Mark again moved to Kevin's neck, branding him. Mark inhaled deeply and then slowly exhaled his warm breath into Kevin's ear, causing Kevin to whimper and squirm; Mark smiled to himself.
Kevin had already let Mark know that he wanted to be the bottom tonight; he was prepared. By unspoken agreement, the boys knew the bottom would be subservient and allow the dominant boy to do whatever he wanted. Kevin relished the attentions Mark lavished on him. Mark looked at the boy before him and wondered how anyone could even consider harming such a beautiful creation. As Mark licked and kissed every square inch of his body, Kevin floated in a fog of sexual bliss, secure with the knowledge his lover would never do anything to harm him. The outside world no longer existed; their world now had a population of two. All inhibitions disappeared as the young men satisfied their desires.
Mark took his time. He enjoyed watching Kevin get excited and enjoyed even more making Kevin climax a second time before he penetrated Kevin's sweet tunnel of love. Kevin arched his back, inhaling sharply through clenched teeth. Kevin's world was now just the sensations coursing through his body, his communication the sounds of passion and lust. Mark massaged the twin orbs and lightly ran a fingernail over the small opening; Kevin shrieked and gasped for air. Keeping a finger in place to tease the boy, Mark reached for the lubricant.
"Ooohhh. . .ooohhh. . .yyeeessss. . .take me. .yeeaahhh. . .uummppphhh. . .mmmppphhh. . .uuunnnngghhh."
Kevin was so worked up that he reacted to the slightest touch. Mark had only inserted the end of the tube and squeezed some lube into the love channel, followed by his middle finger. He worked the finger in circles and moved it in and out slowly. Mark knew what Kevin wanted, but he wanted to be sure the boy was well lubricated. Soon a second finger joined the first to stretch Kevin.
"aaaahhhhh. . aaahhhh . .AAAAGGGHHHH!. .oh fuck! YES!"
Mark moved his fingers in a scissors motion to stretch the tissues. With his fingers open as wide as he could get them, he then twisted them in a circle; Kevin's back arched as the boy inhaled, sharply. Kevin's head bounced from side to side. Growing desires and a basic need had pushed the boy out of this world. The sexual heat of his seventeen year old body now controlled every emotion and every thought. Mark sat on his knees between the boy's legs, removed his fingers and placed Kevin's legs on his shoulders. Mark's own raging tool teased the tight opening; Kevin responded.
.". .FUCK ME!. .OOHHH GAAHHDD!. .YES!. .YES!. .AAAHHH!. .AAAHHH!. .GAAAHHHDD!. .OOHHH FILL ME!. .YEEAAHH!. .OOOOHHHH. . . MARK. . .GGAAAHHHDD!!"
Kevin screamed out as he felt himself being filled just the way he liked it, needed it. Mark had pushed just enough to let only the head enter the treasured sanctum. He knew what the boy wanted and when he had a firm grip on Kevin's legs and had aligned himself properly, he pushed forward hard, plunging all the way into Kevin's love canal. Mark rested a moment while they both adjusted to the feelings and to bring their needs under control.
"YEESS!!. .AAAHHH!. .YEAH!. .FUCK ME!. .uunnngghh!. .uunngghh!. .iiieee!. .ooohhh. .ooohhh. .ohhhh sweeet baby!. . .give it to me. . .HARDER!. . .give it to me. . uunngghh. . .uunnghh. . .OHHH FUUUCKIN" SWEET BABY!. . .FUCK ME HARD! "
Mark varied his rhythm; something he knew would drive Kevin crazy. Kevin pushed up with his hips to meet his lover and get more of Mark into him. Kevin's eyes were glazed over with pure lust. Both boys plunged and pushed. Kevin grasped for Mark and pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Mark broke the kiss and twisted Kevin's nipples, causing Kevin to again scream out his pleasure. Mark could feel himself tightening up and saw Kevin's balls drawing close to his body. With each plunge Mark stroked the younger boy's magic spot. Sweat poured off both of them.
"OOHHH GAAHHDD. . .oohhh. .ooohhh. . ooohhh," Kevin whined like a puppy in heat. "Ooohhhh gaaahhhdd yyeesss!. .again!. . again!. . .I can't. . uunngghh. .I can't hold it. . .AAAAHHHH!!. .AAAAHHH!!. .Gaahhhdd, help me, pleeeaase!. .ooohh. .ooohhh."
Kevin's climax was so strong that the first volley of boy juice shot over his head. The second volley streaked down the boy's face and chest, quickly followed by a third. The sight of Kevin's strong orgasm and the natural clenching and then flexing of the sphincter was too much for Mark as he too lost control and shot his cream into Kevin. Sweating, gasping for air, floating in a post-orgasmic stupor, both young men collapsed. They held one another and did not move until morning.
Nigel heard the sounds of passionate love making, just as most of the other boys had. He knew from the sounds that someone was getting buggered, and buggered good. He watched as some of the boys got into bed with each other. Some of the boys got out of their beds and headed to the latrine, all sporting wood. The only boys that didn't seem to be disturbed were the younger boys who slept a deep, deep sleep. Nothing could wake the younger boys, short of an atomic bomb or the smell of food in the mornings. Nigel tried to stay in his bed, not knowing if he would be welcome or accepted, but it was too much.
Nigel followed the other boys into the latrine. He didn't worry about hiding his erection, no one else did. As he walked through the dorm he saw several beds with two boys in them. In most, the boys were under the sheet and faced each other; it was obvious they were humping. In a couple of beds it looked like one boy was upside down under the sheets. Nigel guessed the obvious.
When he entered the latrine, Nigel froze at the site that greeted him. One boy leaned his shoulders against the shower wall and had his legs wrapped around another boy. Nigel recognized the boy leaning against the wall as Evan, who was being buggered by the other boy. The other boy had his hands around Evan and the two kissed. Nigel thought the two boys were trying to stick their whole mouth inside the other. The boys that afternoon had told him that if you walked into a shower and saw two boys engaged in sex, you were expected to turn your back. That was not possible. Everywhere you turned in the shower, boys were either being buggered, blown or wanking. While he stood there, he suddenly felt someone pinch his bottom.
"Join the fun?" the boy asked, smiling. Nigel thought the boy was beautiful. He learned later that it was twelve year old Alex and his brother, Timmy.
Nigel, nervous to the point of having trouble staying erect, stepped forward. Alex held his hand and pulled him into the showers. Nigel had never done this before and wasn't sure what was expected of him.
"It's okay, this is my first time, too," Alex whispered to him.
Alex and Nigel watched Timmy walk up to two other boys engaged in some heavy kissing and say something to them. The two boys looked over Timmy's shoulder and smiled. Nigel's nervousness was now joined with the excitement of anticipation. Alex, likewise was excited and his boyhood was the evidence. Alex leaned over to Nigel.
"I heard about orgies and stuff, but this is the first one I seen. When I told Timmy I wanted to come, he told me I couldn't, but I told him I was comin' with or without him. He finally gave in and said I could come but I had ta promise not to let anybody take my cherry; blow jobs, feelin up and kissin' only. Man, I'm 'bout to blow a load just thinkin' 'bout it. I just hope I can stop shakin'."
Neither boy had to wait long. The two boys Timmy had spoken to approached them, smiling. The smiles were friendly and let the two young boys know they were not being threatened. The two older, more experienced boys didn't say anything. They each made a choice of the boy they would please, stepped up to him and stood so close that their painfully stiff boyhoods were pressed against silky smooth teen boy skin over hard muscle. Placing a hand around their novice, the boys pulled them in tight, placed their other hand on the younger boy's neck, proceeded to kiss and suckle the young novice necks, and introduced them to the pleasure of boy-boy play.
Timmy watched and laughed to himself as he watched his younger brother get his first feeling of sex. Alex's eyes shut tight as the boy threw his head back and gave himself over to the new sensation. Nigel did likewise as he also experienced someone pleasing him for the first time. As a Devilray, he was always expected to be the one giving; this was a new experience, this time he was treated as the master.
Daniel walked into the mess hall for breakfast. He had enjoyed a solid night's sleep and was really hungry for some reason that morning. He could hear the boys chattering away and making their normal noises as soon as he stepped outside his trailer. When he walked in, the boys were laughing and smiling, maybe a little more than normal. Daniel decided he shouldn't worry about a good thing. Colin sat at the staff table talking with Rick and Jeff. Everyone was there except Paul, who Daniel knew was in the office collecting any messages, and Mark. Daniel assumed Mark would be along soon, it was rare for him to miss a meal.
When Daniel took his place, he was pleased to see a cup had already been set on the table for him and there was a carafe of hot coffee on the table. Before he could finish pouring his first cup of coffee, one of the KP boys brought him a tray with his breakfast. Daniel knew it was Tanner and that he looked particularly happy that morning; boys on KP didn't always look that happy. Tanner, after setting the tray down, even unfolded the napkin with the silverware and asked Daniel if there was anything else he could get for him. At that point, Daniel knew something was amiss; Tanner was too happy. But why?
The men continued to talk, occasionally looking up to check on the boys eating and those still being served. Colin was particularly pleased when he saw Nigel come in. His son seemed to be joking around with a couple of the other boys. Colin knew that Nigel didn't always make friends this quickly and was happy his son was fitting in. When Nigel, and the boys he was with, reached the serving area, he started talking with one of the KP boys; Colin recognized the boy as Tanner. The adults could not hear what the two boys said to one another, but the mutual smiles suggested they had somehow become friends. As Nigel reached the end of the serving line, he moved to join the other boys, pausing for only a moment to wave to his dad.
Mark entered through the staff entrance. Kevin entered through the serving entrance the other boys used. As the two young men entered the hall, the cat calls began. A large number of the boys stood and applauded or whistled. The staff members watched the boys and looked at one another, puzzled. The only staff member that didn't look puzzled was Mark, who looked embarrassed and blushed. Daniel looked a little closer and noticed the brands and teeth marks on Mark's neck. Daniel remained in his seat and waited for the boys to settle down. As Kevin walked through the service line, Daniel noted the boy carried interesting marks on his neck. Daniel motioned for Tanner to come to the table.
Tanner approached the table, hesitantly, no longer wearing the happy smile from earlier. Tanner looked at Daniel, then to Mark and Colin, and back to Daniel.
"Yes, sir?" Tanner said sheepishly; Daniel was puzzled.
"Tanner, is something wrong, son?" Tanner was now puzzled. He thought Daniel and the other men knew what he had done the previous night and he might be in some kind of trouble.
"Uh, no, sir?" Tanner didn't sound convincing.
"Tanner, is there something you would like to tell me?"
"Sir, we didn't mean any harm; we was just kinda playin', and, well, he. . .you know. .he wanted to play, too. I knew he had'n done anythin' like that before and I tried to make sure he had a good time. Him and Alex seemed ta really want it, real bad." Daniel was really puzzled now, but noticed that Tanner kept looking at Mark and Colin.
"Tanner, do you think you could be a bit more clear about what you're talking about? Who is 'he'?"
"Sir?" Tanner responded. "Aren't you mad at me about last night and Nige and Alex?" The answer got Colin's undivided attention.
"What about my son?" Colin asked.
"Uh-oh. I guess you didn't know, huh?" Tanner then looked very uncomfortable. He looked to Daniel and spoke barely above a whisper. "I thought I was in trouble for what I did with him, but you didn't know, did ya?"
"Suppose you clear the confusion for us so we all know," Daniel told him. Tanner looked to Mark for help.
"Daniel?" Mark interrupted, "Maybe I can help here."
"Please do. I think Tanner would appreciate a little help," Daniel responded, now having figured most of it out; but he wasn't letting anyone off the hook. This explanation had to be good.
"I heard this morning that some of the guys got together and kind of had a little party, if you know what I mean, in the shower late last night." Mark hesitated, and then added, "In both dorms."
"Mark, are you telling me the boys had an orgy going on last night?" Daniel knew the answer, but decided to have some fun with this one. Mark's souvenirs told him who was most likely responsible. "Any idea what started all this partying?"
"Well, sir," Tanner interjected, "we don't know exactly who; I mean, we didn't exactly see 'em, if you know what I mean. But, it's like, a couple of guys in a private room seemed to have a really good time goin' for it, at least that's what it sounded like. . .uhh. . I mean it sounded like it was really hot, and you know how it is for guys our age. I mean, we got a good description of what was happening and all and well. . ."
"Yes, Tanner, I think I know." Daniel decided to take the boy off the hook, a little. "Any idea who was having such a good time?"
"Like I said, Mr. Dan'l, we did'n see 'em; we just heard 'em." Daniel gave Mark a look that let Mark know Daniel already knew who had a good time in the private room. Daniel leaned over to Mark and touched the brand on his neck.
"I think I know at least one of the parties that had a good time, and I can guess who the other one was. Maybe they need to exercise a little more self control in the vocal department?" Daniel said as he looked at Mark. Daniel then turned back to Tanner.
"Tanner, you mentioned Nigel and Alex. Why would I be mad at you about them?"
"Well, they joined the party, Mr. Dan'l, and . . .well . . .I kinda fooled around with Nige," Tanner admitted, sheepishly, but quickly added, "but, I didn't force him to do nothin', I swear, Mr. Dan'l." Tanner then looked anxiously at Colin who had to bite his lip.
"Tanner," Colin tried to sound calm as he spoke to the boy, "are you saying my son, Nigel, participated in this orgy last night?"
"Yes, sir."
"Did he seem to enjoy himself?"
"Uhhh, yes sir; he had a real good time."
"Oh? How's that? Could you elaborate, please?" Tanner detected the edge in Colin's voice and realized he may have said too much; he looked to Daniel. Daniel motioned for him to continue. The staff knew that Daniel had most likely figured out the whole scenario, but had decided to have a little fun at Tanner's expense. Colin continued to watch Tanner, who had already admitted who fooling around with the man's virgin son.
"Well, he didn't do anything that he didn't want ta do. No boy can be made to do something he doesn't want to, that's against the rules and we'd be in a lotta trouble with Mr. Dan'l if we did that. We just. . .you know, well. . .we just kinda fooled around some. . .and," Tanner lowered his voice to almost a whisper and blushed, "I kinda gave him a blow job and showed him how ta do it." Tanner cringed as he revealed the last bit of information to Daniel.
"Tanner," Colin fought to maintain control. "Let me make sure I understand you. You're telling us that my son was in an orgy and you gave him a blow job. Not only that, but you taught him how to give a blow job; correct?"
"Yes, sir." Tanner began to fidget and looked down, not sure where all this would lead.
Colin didn't say any more, he didn't know what to say. Before coming to New Horizons, Colin had been advised about the boys and the rules. He was well aware that Daniel did not forbid the boys to do what boys their ages normally do. The intent behind bringing Nigel had been to break any ties he might have to The Devilrays and let him learn how boys normally function. Colin had reconciled all these things in his mind before leaving home and was pleased that Nigel would be protected as well as learn through experience and associating with the other boys. Nigel had just gone through his first major learning experience with the boys, doing what boys do. Now that it was real, Colin wasn't sure how he felt about the situation.
"Tanner, come over here, son." Daniel felt sorry for Tanner and decided to let him off the hook. Daniel put an arm around Tanner's waist, pulled him in close and spoke softly so only he and Tanner understood what was being said. "Did you boys break any of the rules when you had your little party last night?" Tanner shook his head. "Then, if I were you, I don't think I'd worry about being in any trouble. If anyone should be in some kind of trouble, I would think it should be the young men who were so vocal about their escapades last night that instigated the whole thing." Tanner and Daniel looked around at Mark and smiled. Tanner turned back to Daniel and spoke very quietly.
"Mr. Dan'l, I don't think Mr. Colin is very happy with me right now."
"Mr. Colin might be having a little trouble accepting that his son is growing up. All parents know it's going to happen, but they usually aren't prepared for it. I'll talk with him; but you don't worry. Okay?"
"Yes, sir." Tanner relaxed, knowing that Daniel would protect him.
"Did Nige seem to enjoy himself?" Tanner smiled and nodded. "How did he do?"
"Not bad for a newbie." Tanner smiled. "But, he said some weird stuff I did'n understand. I figured it was because he was foreign." Daniel nodded to acknowledge what Tanner said. Daniel thought he knew where the 'weird stuff' was coming from, but he wanted to be sure before saying any more.
"You and I can talk about that later," Daniel continued. "Suppose I let you know why I actually called you over here." Tanner looked at Daniel, surprised. "We'd like to get a little more coffee and Mr. Mark would probably like his breakfast. Tell Mr. Barry he can add a little crow to Mr. Mark's tray."
"Yes, sir," Tanner responded with a big grin as he hurried off.
"Daniel, your staff told me you're not above having a little fun with the boys on occasion; I see what they meant," Colin commented. "He's really not in any trouble is he?"
"Oh no, he's not in any trouble. It was just the way he approached us, I could tell he thought he might be, and since he had already volunteered more than I really wanted to know, I decided to have a little fun with him. I don't think he was really worried about me so much as the father of the boy he was playing with." Daniel smiled and all the men had a little laugh. Colin commented,
"I didn't mean for the boy to think I was upset with him. I just wasn't quite prepared to learn that my son had. . . well, you know." Colin wasn't sure what to think. Knowing what boys did and learning his boy did it were two different things. Still, he had agreed that Nigel would live as one of the boys.
"Colin, you were asking me about some interesting stories, I'd suggest you talk to Mark here. He's pretty much an expert on cleaning fountains." Mark groaned as he blushed.
"Another interesting story might be with Patrick and Brad. I was really at my wits end with those two when Sean, Brad's younger brother, settled the issues for us. Actually, talk to Sean, you're more likely to get the real story from him. When he finished with the two older boys, they probably felt the bruises for about a week. I'll talk with the boys for you and see if an interview can be arranged. I think that after Tanner finishes telling everyone what just happened, and that you didn't try to kill him when you heard that he'd been playing with Nigel, you shouldn't have much trouble getting the boys to open up."
All the men laughed and Colin knew there had to be some good stories waiting for him to write and send back home.
End Ch Seventy-Three
To Be Continued
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