People Change with Time

People Change with time-7

This is not meant to imply anything about Nsync, I don't know them. If you're too young or offended, leave.

Jason and Big Jim decided to go out for some supper at a fancy restaurant after settling everything with the transition from California to Chicago. A few select people where sent offers for a seat on the new commission and most were more than grateful. As Jim and Jason rode to the restaurant in a limousine, Jason tried to call Justin. All he got was the voice mail. They arrived in the restaurant and were seated promptly. Jim ordered the finest champagne and tried to convince me of the advantages of the position he was offering.

"Jason, with this position you would be second only to me. I really wish you would reconsider." Jim pleaded.

"No, I promised Justin I wouldn't do this kind of thing anymore." I said sipping my champagne.

"But you did, this morning. Besides, what business is it of his, you two are just friends." Jim retorted.

"Where not just friends Jim. I really get along with Justin. I have seen all I want of this lifestyle. I want to leave the house without having to worry about ducking bullets. It's gotten to where I can't even get a good nights rest. Do you know how much I slept this past week, on the plane ride here. I won't get any sleep tonight, I know it." I said to him trying my best to get him to understand.

"That's just temporary, it will past." Jim remarked dismissing my entire statement.

"That's not the only reason. I found someone very near and dear to my heart. I have to choose between this person and this lifestyle," I said thinking of Justin.

"What's her name? Why didn't you tell me this before? I didn't see her at the hospital in Orlando, or was this after that?" he asked rather excited that I found a girlfriend, or so he thought.

"Dad, its Justin. I, I love him. I was afraid to tell you, I wasn't sure how you'd react." I said sitting there waiting for a response. I didn't know what he would do or how he'd react, I wasn't very hopeful.

"Jason, I am glad that you found someone. Even if it is a guy." Jim said rather disgusted. "If it makes you happy, fine. But Jason, I don't ever want to see you again. I can't afford this type of a liability right now. Do you understand?"

I knew what Jim meant. He was in the spotlight right now, especially with what happened this morning. It didn't make any difference to me anyway; I didn't really expect him to be as accepting as he was. As long as he wasn't shooting at me, I was satisfied.

"I know. I figure as much." I said looking at my plate.

"It's not that I don't love you, because I do. You are my son, biological or not." Jim said looking at me with hope that I understood. "After dinner, I am going to get up and leave. You will remain here for a while and take a cab to the airport and leave, alright."

I just shook my head as he finished his drink and got up to leave.

"Good bye son, I do love you." He said before he turned and walked out. I sat there thinking about what had just happened, I almost broke down crying.

I started to get teary eyed, but did my best to restrain it. I was about to get up and leave myself when, to my surprise, Justin walked in with his friends. They sat down and started to look at there menus. I sat back in my chair and watched them for a few minutes. I poured the rest of the champagne into my glass and admired Justin. Chris noticed me looking at them and let everyone know they were being watched. I didn't see Chip, but I figured he was close by. First Joey glanced over at me quickly. I watched them as Joey confirmed what Chris already said. I couldn't hear them but knew that's what they were talking about. Joey called over some big huge guy and pointed at me. This guy walked over towards me but I was still was watching Justin. Justin quickly glanced up and then did a double take. He looked right at me and smiled from ear to ear. He quickly called over Chip and pointed at either me or the other bodyguard. Chip quickly hustled over and stopped the other bodyguard before was about to speak.

"Jason, what are you doing here?" he said extending his hand. I didn't much care for Chip, but decided to be polite.

"Hey Chip. How are you doing?" I said standing up. I grabbed my glass and looked over a Justin, who was still smiling. I raised my glass to him and finished off the champagne. I walked over to where they were and greeted them. I took a seat next to Justin and looked up and at two very confused faces. Chris and Joey had no clue what was going on. JC obviously knew, as did Lance when he visited me with Justin one day.

"I'm sorry, didn't I already greet you?" I asked.

"This is a friend of mine, Jason. These two are Chris and Joey." Justin said pointing at them. I extended my hand and shook both their hands. I did notice Lance wasn't too happy, but I didn't know why. JC was glad to see me though.

"So what are you doing in Chicago?" JC asked.

"I'm in Chicago, shit." I said acting disgusted.

"Why? What's wrong?" Justin asked genuinely concerned.

"I meant to go to Denver," I said looking at JC. He laughed and repeated his question.

"Really, what are you doing here? You put on some weight?" JC again asked.

"I was offered a job and just finished it this morning. As for the weight, you lay on your back for a month and a half and see how good you look." I said jokingly as Justin's hand found mine under the table.

"What type of work do you do?" Chris asked.

"Well when an employee is tired of taking shit from their employer, or vice versa. I try to work things out between them." I said. It wasn't really a lie, just a really general description of what I use to do. "But this morning was my last job, I am not going to do it anymore."

"Where you good at it?" Joey asked.

"I was pretty efficient." I replied simply. Justin had turned his attention back to the menu and started to nudge me a little.

"You want something Jas?" he asked.

"No thanks, I just ate." I said

"C'mon, order something. Whatever you want." He said pointing at a few options on the menu.

"I might have a glass of water." I said politely. Justin just kinda looked at me. The waiter came and took the order and left. I looked over at Justin and he turned his head towards me. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure, guys we'll be right back." Justin and I got up and walked out onto the terrace and into the night sky.

"So, what did you guys do today?" I asked as I looked up at the stars.

"We had a few interviews and autograph sessions, then we had a photo shoot. After that, we spent all afternoon doing a TV special. We are going to finish it tomorrow morning, then we are heading out to the next town for a concert tomorrow night." Justin recounted his schedule to me as I watched the clear and incandescent night sky. "What about you?"

I looked over at Justin with a 'do you really have to ask' look on my face.

"I thought that you weren't gonna do that anymore?" Justin said disappointed.

"I hadn't planned on it, but Jim called and offered me good money to help him one more time." I said still watching the sky with my hands in my pockets.

"Is it always about the money with you?" Justin asked in hesitation, not sure if he wanted to go there.

"No, It wasn't only the money. I had to know if I could still do it, I had to put that thought to rest. I mean, Jim was going to do this with or without me. I thought that it was the perfect time. If I hadn't done it, some else would have." I said turning and setting on the stone wall that we stood by. I took my hands out of my pockets and placed them on my thighs. I looked up at him and he was looking at the ground with his arms crossed. "I told him about you and me."

Justin looked up at me in a heartbeat.

"What did he say?" Justin asked as he sat next to me.

"He said that if you where the one I liked, then he was ok with it. That he didn't have any problem with it and that he never wanted to see me again." I said looking over at Justin. Justin put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him.

"Oh honey, I am so sorry." He said rubbing my shoulder.

"Naw, it isn't that big a deal. I was just glad he wasn't going for a gun." I said trying to lighten the mood. "But I am done with that part of my life, it's over. Now I am free to do whatever I want." I said proudly.

"What are you gonna do?" Justin asked me.

"I have no clue," I remarked as we both started to laugh a little. We didn't even notice JC walking up to us.

"Hey guys, foods ready." JC said trying not to interrupt us.

"Thank you JC," I said standing up. The three of us walked back to the table and they all ate their food.

"So, Jason. What are you doing tonight, where are you staying?" Lance asked speaking at me for the first time. I looked at Justin for a second trying to think why he was interested.

"Well I was actually going to fly back to Florida tonight, why?" I said

"What? None sense, you can stay with us at the hotel tonight. Then maybe ride along with us on the bus." Justin said swallowing his food to talk.

"No, that won't work. You know how much the big wigs hate it when other people ride on the bus." Chris said speaking up.

"That's bullshit, I helped pay for that bus and I will have who ever I want on the damn thing, whenever I want." Justin said in defense.

"It's ok Justin, I have to get back home and try to make up for lost time." I replied trying to settle things.

"What lost time?" Lance asked confused and interested at the same time.

"The last three years," I replied. Lance, Joey and Chris didn't know what I was talking about, but I believe JC and Justin did. As we got up to leave Justin looked over at me.

"Jas, should we go out the back?" he asked.

"Why would we want to go out the back?" I asked

"You remember what happened last time we went out the front door of a restaurant," JC chimed in. I just kinda smiled and let it slide. As we walked out the front door, there was a limousine waiting. We all climbed in and it started off for their hotel.

"What time is it?" Joey asked.

"Around eight," JC replied.

"Let's go out," Chris said to everyone.

"Yeah, let's do something." Justin answered.

"Like what?" JC asked.

"Ain't there a mall around here," Justin asked.

"Isn't," I said to Justin.

"What?" He asked confused.

"Isn't there a mall around here." I said to him, correcting his grammar.

"Yeah right," Justin said out loud. Everyone started to snicker and chuckle.

"There's should be a mall somewhere, I doubt they'd be that full." I replied picking up the phone in the back on the car. "Chip, let's go to a mall. I don't know, find one."

Fifteen minutes later we were in front of a huge mall. We all got out and walked inside. Since it was a big place and there were only two bodyguards, Chip asked me if I wouldn't mind packing a gun just in case. I said that would be no problem. He handed me a pistol and I took off my coat to put the holster on. I wasn't too used to this type of holster, but I figured it was better than nothing. We walked into the mall and strolled around looking at displays and such. People would look at our little group and do double takes. It wasn't long until we crossed a music shop with a gentleman playing a banjo out front. He had his case open and people would toss change in as they walked by. There was another banjo on display right next to him. I grabbed the banjo and looked it over. I sat in a stool next to him and he looked over at me and stopped playing. I didn't say anything to him; I just started playing a song called Dueling Banjos. I started it and he would play the alternate part of what I was playing. Before you knew it, a crowd had gathered to watch and this guy and I played like we were in concert. People were throwing money into his case left and right. By the time we were done, it was almost half full. I put the banjo back and shook his hand. He offered me some of the money; I just tossed in a few bills myself. He thanked me again and I started back to Justin. Justin looked in utter shock.

"What," I asked with a small laugh.

"I didn't know you played the banjo." He said looking at me still surprised.

"Not really, that's the only song I know." I said as we kept walking. I went into a few stores and looked at a few things but didn't buy anything. Justin bought clothes, CDs, posters, you name it. I can't tell you how much he spent. When we left the mall, it had to be close to ten. We all went back to the hotel and retire for the night. The ride to the hotel was uneventful. JC asked me a few questions about how Dale was; I told what I knew. We went into the parking garage to get into the hotel. Normally they went out front, but with all the new purchases and me we went to the service elevator. Justin went to the trunk of the car and as it opened he started grabbing his bags and handing them to me. I was carrying almost everything he bought. I almost couldn't carry it all. Justin still had to give some of it to Chip to carry. He got into elevator and went to Justin's room. They had checked in earlier and had the electronic keys to unlock the doors to their rooms. Justin unlocked the door and got out of the way as Chip and I hurried in and dumped all his shit on the bed. Justin walked into the room as Chip and I were trying to catch our breath.

"They weren't that heavy," Justin said setting on the other bed. Chip said his goodnights and if Justin needed anything, to call. He also asked for his gun back. I gladly returned it, forgetting I was even wearing it. I shut the door and turned to look at Justin. Justin had stripped his shirt and was standing up looking at me. I never got tired at looking at his sexy upper body. I took off my tie and dress shirt as I walked over to him. I stood in front of him with my undershirt still on. Justin grabbed the bottom and lifted it up over my head. As we both stood there shirtless, we both smiled.

"Jason, I can't tell you how good it is to see you." Justin said grabbing my hand.

"You don't have to, I feel the same way." I said looking into his deep blue intoxicating eyes. I leaned into him and kissed him on the lips. Our hands broke as our bodies pushed together. We wrapped our arms around each other, as the kisses became all the more passionate. We broke off from the kiss, but stayed in the others arms as if there were a sense of security. Justin knew that if I were around, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone or anything. I too knew this about Justin; he wouldn't let anyone harm me if he had any say about it. "You know Justin, that night in front of the restaurant. I said to myself 'Jason, you've lead a good life. Get comfortable and just die.' And I was about to until I heard your voice. I remember thinking to myself that I couldn't leave you. If it hadn't been for you, I'd be dead. You are the only reason I am alive today."

Justin was awe struck by what I had just said to him. He smiled as a tear rolled down his check. I reached up and whipped the tear away.

"I love you Justin. I will never let you down, ever." I said to him looking deep into those lovely eyes.

"Oh Jas, that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. I love you too. I don't ever want us to fight or even speak ill words towards the other." Justin said still smiling and lightly crying. I too started to shed a few tears, tears of joy and happiness.

"I am going to get ready for bed," I said as I walked into the bathroom. Justin sat back down on the bed and laid back. He stared at the ceiling in utter silence and happiness. Justin had it all, a job he loved, a soul mate, everything. Justin was brought back to reality by a knock on his door. He got up and answered the door and saw Lance standing there.

"Hey Lance." Justin said greeting his friend.

"Hey Justin. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Lance asked. He walked into the room and acted very nervous and looking around the room as if searching for something or someone.

"What the matter Lance?" Justin asked finding Lance's appearance very awkward.

"Justin," Lance started as he grabbed Justin's hands. "I think I love you. I always think about you. I don't know if you're gay or not, but I can't keep my mind off you."

Lance leaned in and kissed Justin before he could say anything. Justin was completely surprised and dumbfounded by this recent turn of events. He slowly tried to push Lance off of him before I came out and saw them. The more Justin tried to push Lance away, the harder it became. This little event was broken when Lance heard someone clear there throat behind him. Lance turned around and saw me leaning in the bathroom doorway staring at him.

"Lance would you unhand my boyfriend," I asked politely.

"Your boyfriend," Lance repeated in shock. Lance figured he was as good as dead. "Please don't shoot me Jason. I didn't know."

Lance stretched both his hands out towards me as if trying to push any harm away. I could see that Lance was really scared. I felt sorry for him, thinking I would hurt him in any way. I was also flattered that he would think that I wouldn't hesitate to do something like that. It was that sense of fear that I had grown to love so much. I quickly started walking towards him and he hit his knees. I wasn't going to do anything to him; I was actually going to reassure him that I wouldn't hurt him. He had his eyes closed and his head turned to one side. I bent down and grabbed his shoulders and started to gently shake him.

"Lance, Lance! I am not going to hurt you." I said to him. He opened one eye and looked at me with it. "I wouldn't do anything to you. How were to know."

Lance breathed a sigh of relief. He got back on his feet and looked at Justin.

"I am so sorry Justin." Lance pleaded.

"Lance don't worry about it. I was getting a little scared when I couldn't get out of your grip." Justin said jokingly. I admired Justin for trying to shrug the whole thing off.

"This isn't going to hurt our friendship or anything, will it?" Lance asked scared.

"Not at all." Justin said hugging his friend.

"So how long have you two been together?" Lance asked hesitantly.

"We've been together for a couple months now," I chimed in, letting everyone know I was still here.

"That's good," Lance said not wanting to offend anyone. Justin and I could see that he was disappointed. He finally had the courage to tell Justin what he felt for him and he was already taken. Lance said goodnight and started to leave.

"Lance, are you alright?" Justin asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm always alright." Lance said smiling. It seemed to put Justin at ease somewhat, but I figured that it would take some time for him to get over this. Lance shut the door as he left and I turned and lay down on the bed. I grabbed the remote and started to flip through the channels. Justin laid down next to me and rested his head on me bare shoulder. I wrapped my arm around him and we started to watch some TV. After I flipped through the channels a few times, I handed the remote to Justin. He found a channel he liked and set the remote on my chest and slide his hand down to my stomach. My six pack was long gone, and I had started to get a little bit of a potbelly.

"JC was right, you have put on a few pounds." Justin said.

"Yeah, I am gonna have to start exercising a little to get ride of it." I said watching Justin's hand as it ran over my stomach. He slide it to the opposite that he was laying on and leaned over and lightly licked my belly button. It is such a simple action, but yields so much pleasure. Justin slowly started to kiss his was up to my left nipple and lightly sucked on it till it was hard. He nibbled the very tip with his teeth. After that Justin slowly worked his way to my other nipple. I moaned lightly as he started to suck on my right nipple. Justin got up and straddled my hips, putting one knee on each side of me thighs. I had my hands up under my head so Justin started to kiss his way up the back part of my arm. He reached my right elbow and started down my forearm. As he reached my head, he kissed across my forehead and up my other arm. Once he finished that, he sat back on my legs and looked at me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around him as our lips met and parted to make way for our tongues to get reacquainted. I fell back bringing Justin with me. I lay there making out with Justin lying on top of me. We could fell each other's rock hard boners through the others pants and underwear. Justin broke the kiss and looked at me lovingly.

"Jason, will you make love to me?" Justin asked.

"Yes Justin, In due time. I don't want our first time to be in a hotel." I said looking up at him as I rubbed his arm with my hand. "I would like it to be special."

"You're right, never mind." Justin said leaning down to make out some more. After awhile, I reached down and undid Justin's belt and pants button. I unzipped his pants and started to slide his pants down past his sexy butt. Justin stopped kissing me and looked at me. "Whatever happened to wanting our first time to be special?"

"I never said anything about getting you ready for bed." I said as he rolled over and let me take his pants off. Justin now lay on the bed in his boxers. I had gotten off the bed to take his pants off and stood there taking my own pants off. I lay down next to Justin also in my underwear. Justin was looking at me and was about to kiss me again when he noticed what time it was.

"Holy shit," Justin exclaimed. "It's almost one in the morning."

"What time do you have to get up?" I asked.

"Seven," he replied.

"Then we should probably good to bed." I said getting up.

"Where are you going?" Justin asked.

"I am gonna clear you stuff off this bed so I can get some sleep." I replied.

"Leave it, sleep with me tonight." Justin said slipping under the covers. I walked back over to the bed and climbed in with Justin. Justin grabbed my hand with his under the covers and fell asleep like that. I lay there trying to get to sleep, but I couldn't. Even if I did, I would wake up screaming like always and Justin needed his sleep. So I lay there thinking of what I was going to do from now on. I had a few ideas, but nothing I definite. I got out of bed after a few hours of thinking and watching Justin sleep. I put my pants back on and sat at the table, again thinking. Around six, I decided to see if I could figure out a way to get all the stuff Justin bought into fewer packages so that it would be easier to carry.

I got all the clothes he bought into one bag, which was a feat in itself, and his posters and CDs into another. At about six forty-five, I walked down stairs and bought a cup of tea and a small box of cereal for Justin and I got a coffee for myself. I returned to the room and Justin was still in his slumber. I fixed his cereal and everything at exactly seven. As soon as I finished, the phone started ringing. I never was real good at getting people up, so I let the phone do it. Justin finally rolled over and answered the phone.

"What," Justin said bluntly, "Alright, thank you."

Justin hung up the phone and laid back down, he stretched out like he was reaching for something. His hand felt up and down the sheets, then he picked his head up and looked at the vacant spot next to him in bed. He rolled over and sat up looking around the room. Once his eyes came into focus, he saw me setting at the table by the window. I looked at him in bed, again admiring his naked chest.

"Morning babe," Justin said wiping the sleep form his eyes.

"Good morning, I got breakfast." I said motioning to the bowl of cereal and tea at the opposite side of the table, by the chair. Justin climbed out of bed and sat down to his cereal.

"Thanks," Justin said grabbing the spoon and starting to eat his cereal. I watched him eat as I slowly drank my coffee. Justin finished his cereal and tea and continued into the bathroom. As he passed me, he bent down and kissed me on the check. "Thanks again for breakfast."

I had bathed and gotten dressed already, so I didn't need to get into the bathroom. Justin however spent the better part of an hour in there. He walked out in a towel looking for clothes. I set out some of the new clothes he had bought yesterday. I handed them to him and again he kissed me, this time on the lips.

"You're gonna make me a nice wife." Justin remarked. He walked over to his suitcase and dropped his towel. All I saw was his butt, but what a cute, sexy butt he had. "You better stop gawking, or I am gonna started charging,"

Justin put his boxers on and turned around. Soon Justin was ready and noticed that all his clothes had been packed. One man could easily carry the stack that Chip and I carted up last night.

"How long you been up?" Justin asked.

"Never went to sleep," I said setting back at the table.

"Why, haven't you been sleeping well lately?" Justin asked walking over to me.

"No. Even if I do get to sleep, I wake up as usual." I said grabbing Justin and pulling him down on my lap. He sat on my lap and we had a wonderful good morning kiss, tongue and all. It was broken only by a knock on the door. Justin got up and answered the door. A very bright eyed and bushy tailed JC walked into the room.

"Morning Jason," He said

"Hey JC, how'd you sleep?" I asked as he sat at the table with me.

"Great, you?" He inquired.

"Same as usual," I replied simply.

"Jason if you want, I will hold the room one more day and you can try to get some sleep this morning," Justin said setting on my lap.

"No that's alright. I have to get going this morning any how." I said patting Justin on the lap.

"We have to go, but I will call you when I get on the bus," Justin said getting up.

"Call my cell phone. I am going to New York. I have a few things that I and thinking about starting you. I know a stockbroker; he's really good. I was thinking about hiring him to invest my money in the stock market." I said getting up myself. Justin left with his friends to finish the TV special and then he to another concert. I on the other hand decided to go to New Work. I checked into my penthouse at around noon. I need a change of clothes and called my friend.

"Hello, Lukas Enterprises." A receptionist said answering the phone.

"Yes, would you tell Mike that Jason McLintock is on the phone." I requested. A few moments went by until he picked up.

"Hey shit head, how you doin'?" Mike said into the phone.

"Not too bad dickless, how are you?" I replied. Mike and I always insulted each other, it was our thing.

"Great, what can I do for you." Mike asked.

"I would like to talk to you about investing my money." I said to him.

"Jason, I don't invest for gangsters. You know that." Mike said. Mike knew what I was, but never told anyone.

"I am not in the family anymore. You might say I retired." I interjected.

"Well then we might be able to do some business." Mike replied. "Come to my office in fifteen and we will get some lunch."

I left my penthouse in a limo and went to pick him up. We went to a small sub shop and had some lunch.

"Mike, I would like to hire you to over see my investments in the stock market." I said before biting into a ham and chess sandwich.

"How much?" Mike asked.

"One million," replied coolly. Mike's eyes shot open.

"Jason, I won't be able to over see that along with the accounts I have know. I'm sorry." He said.

"What percent of a commission do you take now?" I asked in between bites.

"Ten percent," He answered.

"I'll pay fifteen. I want you, no one else. Pan the other accounts off and someone else; hire some one to take care to the other investors. I don't care what you do with them but I want you to do it." I said to him.

"I can afford to hire anyone else right know. Jason, this is my bread and butter. I can't make any mistakes. This is way too risky for me. I have a wife and a kid with one more on the way." He retorted.

"How much is it gonna take," I asked.

"You can't pay me enough to do this, it's too risky right now for me. Why don't you come see me in six months and we'll see." He extorted.

"No, how much to become a partner in you brokerage firm. I'll finance whatever you need; you just make the money. Hire however you need, buy whatever you need." I said. He could believe what I was offering. "Take twenty fifty percent of what ever we make. If it bottoms out, I will reimburse you for your losses."

"You are putting a lot of stock on me, aren't you." Mike observed.

"That's because I know you can do it. All you need is the chance and you could make tons of money for you and me. Please Mike, I want this." I said with one final plea. "Know how much will you need to start?"

"Along with the one mill you want to invest, I think about 2.5. Then whatever I don't spend, I'll return." Mike replied not knowing if I would like the figure. I sat there a second with no emotion on my face. Mike started to get impatient and nervous.

"Alright, you got it." I answered taking out my checkbook and writing the check. I handed it to Mike and smiled. He returned the smile and extended his hand. I grabbed his hand and he shook my hand.

"Partner. We are gonna make so much money." Mike said about to laugh. We finished our lunch and I dropped him off at his office.

"Remember Mike, this is your project. If you need money, let me know other wise do whatever needs done. Send me a statement periodically to know who were doing." I said getting out of the limo with him. We shook hands at the front doors of his office building and he went inside as I got back in the limousine. I went back to my penthouse and grabbed a few small personal items that I wanted to take down to my condo in Orlando. I grabbed a few of my best suits and some books that I hadn't read yet. I took a few other little odds and ends as well. I shipped the all down via fed ex. I had set down to watch some TV when I realized that my cell phone was off. I had shut off on the plane and never turned it back on. I turned it on and it notified me that I had a message. I call up my voice mail and listened to Justin's message. I immediately called him back.

"Hi Jason." Justin answered the phone.

"How'd you know it was me?" I asked.

"Caller Id, duh." Justin replied.

"Alright smartass. So what are you doing?" I asked.

"Riding the bus," He answered simply. "You?"

"I went into business with a friend of mine. He's going to invest my money and whatever profit we make, he takes a percentage." I said telling him about my new business venture.

"Are you his only client, or just is most important one?" Justin asked.

"We are business partners. He has other clients right now but he is gonna hire someone to over see those accounts so he can focus solely on my investments." I informed Justin.

"Is he any good?" Justin asked.

"The best, we'll be rolling in dough before too long." I said.

"Does this mean I am gonna be getting tons of gifts left and right?" Justin asked hopefully, like he was a little kid.

"Maybe," was my only reply. Justin and I talked for about an hour before he had to hang up.

"Oh Jas, there is one more thing. Can I tell the guys about us?" Justin asked.

"Do they know about JC and Dale?" I asked.

"Yeah," Justin answered.

"And they are cool with it?" I inquired.

"Yeah," Justin again replied.

"Go ahead. If you feel it necessary, then go right ahead. I don't have any problem with it," I answered. I heard Justin breathe a sigh. I wondered if he had already told them. "Did you already tell them?"

"No, I didn't. I just wanted too, but I didn't want to if you weren't comfortable with it." Justin explained. I thought it very considerate of Justin to ask me first. "Well, I gotta go, later babe."

"Bye sweetheart," I said hanging up. I looked at the clock and decided to order some supper. I called this pizza delivery shop I knew and ordered my supper. Again I turned my attention towards the television. After a half-hour, the pizza arrived and ate most of it in peace. I spent the peace and silence and bed to try to rest. I had a relatively peaceful. I woke up a few times, but I wasn't having any nightmares. I woke up at about eleven thirty the next morning, ready and raring to go. I had a good breakfast, two eggs and bacon along with two pieces of buttered toast. I had a glass of Orange Juice to chase it all down. I got around and left the penthouse around one to see a few friends that I knew and hadn't seen in a while. Before I left I went to see Mike on more time. He showed me a list of things that he had wanted to purchase. I looked over the list and handed it back to him.

"Mike get whatever you think you'll need. Get another receptionist, another stock broker, anything. If you need a bigger office, go for it. I don't care what, as long as you keep it within reason. Don't but yourself a bigger house and expect me to pay for it or anything like that, but if you need a bigger office or some more employees do it." I replied.

"I just would feel better if I had your ok. I mean this is your money I am spending here." He remarked in his defense.

"It may be my money, but it's your know how that is gonna double it." I extorted getting up to leave. "I just wanted to see what progress you were making before I left."

"It's only been 24 hours, but I think you will be pleased with the end results. Where are you going?" Mike asked.

"I have a friend that is playing a concert in Pittsburgh tonight, I would like to go see him," I interjected.

"Then you'll be back," Mike stated.

"No, from there I am going to Orlando. I have a bunch of shit being shipped down there and I want to be there when it arrives. Don't worry, have faith in yourself. I have made millions by entrusting fools with it. If I give you money, then I believe you can handle it. Be more confident in yourself, you'll make a hell of a lot farther in life. If I learned anything in life, I've learned that." I extorted opening the door to his office and walking out. I left a card with all my contact information with his secretary.

"If Mr. Lucas needs me, he can contact me at one of these numbers. Thank you." I said leaving the office and heading straight to the airport. I knew that the guys had a concert in Pittsburgh that night, I thought I would surprise Justin. I arrived in Pittsburgh at about seven and got to the arena a half-hour later. I requested a backstage pass and front row ticket.

They had a backstage pass available, but the tickets were all sold. I handed her my credit card and she ran it through and handed it to me with the pass. The pass was to be able to see them up close and if you wanted to ask them questions and such. I walked to backstage and into the room where little teeny boppers where waiting in anticipation to see there idols, the ones they lusted for. I leaned against the back wall and observed the little crowd talk about their favorite nsyncer and all that little stuff. I was in the back corner in a darkened area. All the lights were pointed to the front of the room, so it wasn't hard to hide if you wanted to. It was probably hard to see the people in the back, with all those lights facing you. The guys came in and signed a few autographs and leaned against a table behind them.

A gentleman asked if anyone had any questions. Of course every hand went up. JC would pick out a person, get asked a stupid question like, do you have a girlfriend of what's you favorite color. These stupid questions really tired my patients. Without when it was time for another question I spoke out above the crowd. I wanted to see the reaction; if they even recognized my voice.

"Do any of you have charities or other businesses besides singing?" I asked still in the shadows. The looks I got from the small forum of girls were earth shattering. They looked fit to kill; I was a little apprehensive. Justin perked right up when he heard the voice, as did JC. They looked at each other and then to the crowd to see it they could find the body that went along with that voice. Meanwhile, Lance was talking about his business helping struggling singers. Chris talked about his clothing line, and Joey went on about his small part in a movie. Justin and JC were still searching the crowd when Lance hit JC's shoulder.

"Oh yeah, I try to write music or direct when I can." JC said.

"And I have a charity going for music in schools." Justin said looking around.

"One more question," I said before anyone else could start asking questions. I started to walk into the light as I asked. "If I wanted to donate some money, how would I do it?"

"Well, you could write and send it to the record company and it would be forwarded to the charity, as long as you make note of it." Justin said playing it cool. I could tell he was ecstatic to see me. His entire persona changed. He was smiling and bouncing a little. JC was somewhat confused, but Joey, Chris and Lance were completely lost. They weren't mad or acting distasteful in any way, they were just in the dark. After all the questions they excused themselves to get ready for the concert, Justin walked up to me and gave me a big huge in front of everyone. We did our best to make it look like to friends that hadn't seen each other in a long time. I think we pulled it off very well, but there was still going to be talk; there always was. We walked back to there dressing room and talked. I talk as Justin and the guys got changed. As I clothed their dressing room door I turned around and stood face to face with Chris. He put his arms around me a hugged me.

"How's the lover boy?" he asked as I looked over at Justin.

"You said I could tell them," Justin said in self-defense. Everyone started laughing, me included. I sat down and admired Justin as he changed.

"Hey, no peep shows in the dressing." Joey extorted kidding around. I again chuckled, as did everyone else.

"Are you gonna watch the show?" JC asked.

"I'm watching it right now," I said seeing Justin in his boxer, JC and shirtless, and Lance in his boxer. I wasn't paying too much attention to Joey and Chris.

"Hey," Joey retorted.

"I know, I know. No peep shows." I said waving my hand in a dismissive gesture. This received a few more chuckles as everyone finished getting ready. "The tickets were sold out."

"You can watch it with Chip and backstage. They watch the show from a spot where they can see everything. I should like it." Joey replied. Justin stuck his head out the door and asked a stagehand to show me the way to the bodyguard's seats. He asked me to follow him, I asked him to wait a minute and shut the door. I turned to Justin and kissed him on the lips. This action received whistles and awe's from the others in the room.

"Good Luck," I said walking out the door. I followed the young man until I caught sight of Chip and greeted him.

"Sup Chip," I replied sitting next to him.

"Hey Jason, fancy seeing you here." He replied.

"You really can see everything from hear." I said looking around.

"Yeah, it's really cool. You can hear the guys, but you can't hear the screaming fans. The speakers behind us feed of the microphones they wear." Chip explained setting in his chair eating a bag of peanuts. "We can see the fans, but they can't see us for two reasons. One, the glass is tinted to match the walls; and two, it's so dark you would be able to see it even if it were a totally different color than that walls"

"Damn, I am impressed." I said getting out of the seat and walking up to the window. I watched as people took their seats and waited the concert. The concert started and the crowd roared. Chip was relaxed before the concert started, but as soon as the guys made their entrance, he was alert and on his guard. I did the same, but I also tried to enjoy the concert. Everyone was standing and cheering, waving their hands frantically. I did notice one man that was on the floor, but wasn't cheering like everyone. At first I dismissed this. I myself would rather set and enjoy a concert without everyone going berserk around me. I continued to watch the guys do their thing, but would look back at this guy every now and them. He would stand there and just look at the guys, with no emotion; not even a smile.

"Chip," I said hitting him lightly on the shoulder with the back of my hand. "Look at that guy."

I pointed to the man as Chip stood up.

"Some one get me some glasses," Chip remarked holding his out, never taking his gaze off this man. He was handed a set of small binoculars; you know the type they use at operas and plays.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked interested.

"Nothing right now. I am gonna take this camcorder and get a picture of him. If we see him at many more concerts, then we will move on that. Can't arrest him for not smiling." Chip said as he went about his business of getting a good photo. I sat back and watched the rest of the concert without any other questions or problems. I thought the concert was really cool, there were songs that I wasn't too crazy about; but I liked it all the same.

The guys ended the concert and disappeared backstage. I was at the mini buffet eating a few carrots.

"Come on Jason, let's go see the guys." Chip said walking towards the door. I followed him back to the dressing room and waited as Chip knocked on the door. A bare chested Justin opened the door and let us in. I was behind Chip, so when I passed Justin I quickly grabbed his nipple and pinched lightly.

"So Jason, what did you think?" JC asked wearing only a towel as he headed to the shower.

"I liked it, well most of it." I replied setting down on a couch.

"What didn't you like about it," Chris asked.

"There where a few of the costumes that I didn't care for and a song or two the I wasn't too impressed with, but for the most part I thought you guys did a really great job." I sat there looking around the room, not wanting to turn red if I saw something I wasn't suppose to.

"What are you doing?" Justin asked as he headed for the shower.

"I am studying the ceiling," I said. I never was very good a covering things up. "Actually, I should go. I want to get down to my condo."

"But it's midnight. Why don't you get a hotel room?" Justin asked. "Or we can spare a cot on the bus."

"No, I don't think so. I appreciate it but I want to go home, I only wish you could come with me." I replied.

"Awe, that's so sweet," Joey and Chris said in unison. I with only my middle finger commented on this remark. They both started to laugh after this.

"Ok. Then I will see when I get home. Love ya." Justin said hugging me and kissing me. I graciously accepted and returned this show of affection. I was about to walk out the door, but I turned to look at Joey and Chris.

"And you to dip sticks better behave." I said pointing at them.

"Us, Never." Chris retorted as I shut the door behind me. I walked out to the parking lot and realized I had no car here. I called a cab company and they dispatched a car to pick me up and take me to the airport. I arrived at the airport at about one in the morning. I booked a flight and I had to admire the guy at the desk. He couldn't have been that old and he was really hot. Of course he had nothing on Justin. Besides, it was only window-shopping I wasn't buying.

"Where is you luggage?" He asked in a flirtatious manner.

"I'm wearing it. I came in here from Pittsburgh to see a friend this afternoon from New York. Now I have to go home to Orlando." I said standing there talking to him. I was just about the only one in the terminal, so it wasn't like he had to wait on anyone.

"Man, you get around." He replied.

"Before I was in New York, I was in Chicago for a day. Before Chicago, I was in Malibu. I don't really plan on doing any more running around after I get to Orlando. Not for awhile anyway." I exclaimed leaning against the counter.

"I'm Matt," He said extending his hand.

"I'm Jason." I said to him shaking his hand graciously. He hand a real firm grip, I found it to be somewhat of a turn on. He was six foot with short blonde hair. He didn't have really dark skin, but it wasn't too light either. I said my far well as my flight was called to be boarded. He handed me a slip of paper with his full name and number and told me to call him. I explained to him that I was going out with someone, but he didn't back down.

He said that was a detail. I laughed and turned to get to the gate so that I could board my flight.

The flight was uneventful; I relaxed with my eyes closed most the way. We landed and I got off the plane wanting to get home. I didn't know what time it was and I didn't particularly care. I just wanted to get home. I hailed a cab and went straight home. The cab pulled into my driveway and I paid him so that I could get inside. After I walked into my house I went upstairs and stripped down to go to bed. I lay in bed in my underwear and tried my best to get some sleep. After and hour of lying there, I got up and made some coffee. I hated being tired and not being able to sleep, so I decided to wake up with some caffeine. I spent most of the night reading a book by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. It was one of the Sherlock Homles stories. Around five in the morning I stopped reading and decided to clean the house a bit. I had only figured on sweeping the kitchen and maybe vacuuming. When I was done I had cleaned the whole house, top to bottom. By this time it was ten in the morning. I thought it would me nice if I went to see who Dale was. I went into my garage and started the Trans am and took off towards Dale's office. I arrived at his office and walked in. I didn't know Dale as well as a lot of people but he seemed to me to be very competent and responsible. That's way I was surprised at the sight of his office. I was small and unpleasant, not to mention pungent. I continued from the outer office into the inner office of his domain. I walked in and saw him with his head down doing what looked like paper work. I shut the door behind me and his head shot up.

"Jas, what are you doing here?" He asked nervous.

"Looking for you," I answered.

"Well, come in and sit down. How is everybody?" He asked referring to the guys. I guess he had talked to JC and Justin or someone.

"Good, so is this your office?" I asked. Looking around at the ungodly sight I saw before me. His office was so small; there was room for a file cabinet, a desk and one chair for a guest.

"Yeah, it isn't much but I am out on cases most of the time anyway." He remarked looking over the office himself.

"Dale, I thought I should come down here to apologize for taking off last week like I did. I should have called you of left you a message." I said to him.

"It's ok Jason. Personally I would have taken off long before you did, but that's just me." He said sitting back. "Let's you and I get some lunch. I know this hot dog stand that makes the best damn hot dogs you'll ever eat."

Dale got up and we left to go to his hot dog stand. The hot dogs weren't all that bad. We sat down on a park bench and talked for awhile. Dale had a few things he had to do this afternoon so I headed home and made it just in time for the movers from California. They carried all my stuff in and set it wherever they could. As soon as they left, the fed ex van came and dropped off the stuff I shipped from New York. When he left I went inside to a completely backed house. There wasn't any room to walk. I finally made it to my den and sat down to think about where I was going to stash all this stuff. After a few minutes I got back up and started to rip through boxes, I never was the kind to sit down and think about what to do I always just jumped in and started. I would just wing it as I went along. I found a few pictures that I liked and I few other things that I put around the house. I had an empty room upstairs that I had most of the stuff put in and by the time I was done you could walk around quite easily. The phone started to ring so I figured it was a good time to take a break.

"Hello," I said as I answered the phone.

"Hey babe, I didn't wake you did I?" Justin asked over the phone.

"No, why? What time is it?" I asked.

"One in the morning here." He replied.

"Really, I have been rearranging my house so I have no clue." I said as I panted lightly.

"You out of breathe, sounds kinda sexy." Justin remarked.

"We'll aren't the kinky little one." I retorted into the phone.

"Don't knock till you've tried it," Justin said jokingly. I had a chuckle at this as I sat down to rest. "So what are you doing?"

"Well I had all my stuff from Malibu moved here because I've decided to sell that house. Up in New York I shipped a few things down here; you know just some little shit. I have been trying to get it all in order. I would be all done if I had someone to help me move some of the furniture upstairs." I said looking over all the stuff still in the way. I had the cordless phone so it wasn't too hard for me to walk around the house.

"Jeez, you have been busy. Could you get Dale to help you?" He asked.

"I am sure I could, but it isn't that big a deal. You sound kinda tired?" I inquired.

"Yeah, we just finished a concert." Justin informed me as he yawned. "How have you been sleeping?"

"I slept pretty good the other night, last night I couldn't at all. I poured some coffee and cleaned house. I cleaned the whole house, everything." I said rather proudly.

"Cool," Justin said laughing, "Well, I have to go to bed. Love ya."

"I love you too, and good night hon." I replied as we hung up.

Justin hit end on his cell phone and set it on the floor next to his bunk on the bus. They were traveling to another town and couldn't spare the time to sleep in a hotel. Justin rolled over and started to drift off to sleep.

I hung up the phone and continued to sort through the boxes of stuff. I never realized I had so much garbage. I liked the couch from Malibu better than the couch I had sitting in the living room so I moved the one currently in there out and replaced it with the one I liked. After this little chore I headed into the kitchen for more coffee. If I could go with the sleep, I just fight getting tired. I made a whole nother pot of coffee and poured myself a coup. I worked right through the night into the early morning hours. Around eleven I had a knock on the front door. Dale was nice enough to come over and help me move some of the heavy stuff. Evidently Justin called him and asked him to come over and help me with the couch and such.

Dale and I moved a lot of the furniture upstairs and dumped it into the spare room. I had most of it laid out. The spare room I was going to make into a spare bedroom that would have a desk and couch. I put the extra bed and dresser in there for who ever might use it. He spent almost all day helping me out. Dale and I went outside and I saw my Cuda. I'd been so busy inside that I'd forgotten all about it.

We went out for lunch again but this time we went to a pizza parlor and ate.

Dale brought up the idea of exercising and working out together, at least until the guys came back. I didn't think it was a bad idea.

"Yeah, I guess we could try it." I replied. We climbed into the Cuda and drove back to my house. Dale said he had to go, he was on a stakeout. It was a man that was cheating on his wife. He didn't seem too impressed. I finished arranging everything. The house looked completely different. All most all the furniture was replaced and set elsewhere. I sat down in my living room and admired the new setting. I had been sucking down coffee almost all day, so I was pretty sick of it by now. I decided to switch to Pepsi. After I watched a few John Wayne movies, I decided to go out and wash my Cuda. By the time I finished cleaning the Cuda I decided to clean the Trans am. Then I figured I should clean the bike as well. I wasn't just cleaning the outside; I cleaned everything inside and out of all three.

I had to figure out a way to fit both cars and the motorcycle in the garage. I set the bike all the way to the wall and parked the Trans am as close as I could. That left me more than enough room for the Cuda. It was about this time that I realized it was damn near dark, so I went in and figured that I would at least try to get some sleep tonight. It had been a few days since I had slept; I was getting quite tired.

TBC.......... Here you go, another chapter. I read the last few and figured that is wasn't the type of story I would enjoy reading in the archive. So I kinda steered it back to the direction I was intending on going. If you do have any remarks, go or bad, please let me know at roczilla@hotmail.com. I really love hearing what you people think. And the more messages I get the more I love writing the story and the more often I will post updates. HINT.