Trade

Trade 29 by Mark James

At 5:00 A.M. the alarm went off. We were both laying there naked with piss hard erections.

"Did you fuck me last night?"

"Yeah, about 2:00, I woke up and my hard cock was still up your ass so I gently fucked you until I came and I lost my erection."

He stood and said, "I've got to pee," and walked into the bathroom.

I followed right behind him.

"Move over."

"Can I ask you something." he said as we stood there waiting for the stream to start. "You got to promise not to get mad."

"Jesus man, Ok I promise."

"Will you piss on me?"

My stream had started and I clamped down and t stopped.

I looked at him.

"Look, forget it, I'm sorry I asked."

I smiled and said, "I'll piss on you if you will piss on me."

"Really."

"Yeah, who is first?"

He immediately regressed to childhood. I loved it when he did that, it was so unlike the asshole jock he used to be and certainly showed his vulnerable side.

"Me, me, I asked first."

He went and lay down on the floor in the shower and I stood over him and pissed all over him from his feet to his head. At the end he opened his mouth and I peed in his mouth.

He stood up and I got on the floor. He stood there and no pee came.

He looked embarrassed.

"Give me a minute, I have a real erection, it is hard to pee with an erection."

I was lying there with a real erection so who was I to say anything. Finally he started peeing and he peed all over me and in my mouth.

We washed out our mouths with mouthwash and brushed our teeth.

He said, "I've never done that before."

"Me either."

"I just wanted to try it. I think I will pass in the future."

"Me too. No, I liked being pissed on by you, It was really a turn-on. Look at my cock. I think I will pass on taking it in my mouth though."

"You are right. I used to dream about you pissing on me, but the reality of actually being having someone pee in my mouth is different. I was afraid you would hate me. I almost didn't say anything."

"Let's shower and then it's my turn to tie you down and fuck your ass."

"Oh goody, would you please."

So we showered and I tied him up and fucked his ass without coming.

Then I flipped him over, retied the restraints, stuck a butt plug up his ass, sat down on his dick and fucked myself until I shot off all over his stomach and chest.

I took the condom off of his cock and I let him lick the come off of my cock and suck it clean. Then I lay down next to him, collected cum with my finger from his chest and stomach and fed it to him until it was all gone.

"Oh God, this is so fucking hot, "he said as he licked cum off my fingers, "I might come just licking your fingers."

I quickly knelt between his legs and sucked him off. First suck of the day and it didn't take that long because he was already so excited from being fed my come.

We got up and took another shower and got dressed. He put on his soiled uniform from the day before, in case he spilled something while making breakfast.

I got the picnic basket and put the things we had put in the refrigerator the night before back in the basket and took in out to the car.

I walked back in the kitchen. Barry was just cracking eggs to scramble. I saw him in that uniform and my cock started hardening. I knew just how to end my visit. I got down on my knees and stroked my crotch.

I said, "Deputy, please don't make me suck your cock, I'm not a fucking queer. I won't shoplift any more I swear."

Barry smiled and walked over and stopped in front of me and he had a hard erection straining to get out of his trousers.

"You fucking twerps never learn do you? Would you like to go to jail, where all of the older guys can fuck your ass and your mouth, or would you rather suck my dick and beg me to blow my load in your mouth."

"Please don't make me do this."

He pulled my head to his crotch and ground my mouth over the hard cock in his pants.

"I know you want my cock punk, beg to suck it, shit head."

"Please sir. I'm not queer."

"Ok kid, stand up and put your hands behind you."

"Sir, can I please suck your cock."

"That's better. We'll make a good little cocksucker out of you, won't we?"

"Yes sir."

"Well take my cock out and suck it kid."

I unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock and balls and stared at it with an appropriately scared look.

"Well suck it, dick head."

I sucked on the very tip, very hesitantly.

He grabbed my head and said," Like this fuck head," and drove his cock all the way in my mouth and down my throat.

"Now suck it man, just like that."

So I took his cock half way down and tried again.

"Fucking shit head, you better suck it right or I'm gonna just fuck your mouth"

I tried again and was very inept.

"OK cocksucker, here is the way we are going to do it."

He backed me up against the wall and roughly deep throat face fucked my mouth. Even when I gagged he just slowed but never stopped until he was about to shoot.

"Alright fuck face, I'm about to come. I want to hear you beg me to cum in your mouth, to fill it up and to tell me you want to swallow load."

"Please sir, don't make me."

"You fucking cocksucker, I said beg for my jizz, or I will beat the shit out of you."

"Please come in my mouth sir, I want to swallow your come."

"See that wasn't so hard was it. You better swallow every fucking drop."

He went back to face fucking me and got rougher and faster as he got closer to his climax.

"Alright cock sucker take my cum. Swallow every drop."

He started coming and I convulsively swallowed to avoid missing any.

"Now lick it clean cock sucker."

I obediently licked until all of the cum was gone.

"Now get the fuck out of here and never let me find you shoplifting again."

He walked back across the room, turned and smiled.

"Jesus, I loved every second of that, Barry."

I stood up and pulled out my cock.

"Jesus, I've got jack this off."

"Fuck no," he said and picked me up and sat me on the table and leaned over and in 5 minutes he had sucked me off.

"Come on, Sam, let me finish breakfast, I am going to be late to work."

I smiled, went to the bedroom, got my suitcase and put it in the car. I came back in and Barry had breakfast all ready.

"Can I go to Brazil with you?"

"It's not that simple Barry. I have a boyfriend to whom I am committed. He gives me a lot of leeway but I don't think he would understand."

"I don't mean as your boyfriend, but I sincerely flattered that you would even think of me in that regard. Sex is sex and we had a great time, but it takes more than that for a relationship. I just want out of the country before it implodes."

"Everybody that I am going with is a millionaire many times over. I wouldn't want to ask you to come along and then have you feel that you were living on charity. I know what that can do to a person and the bitterness and resentment it can cause.

Money is not a requirement but it certainly helps. Do you have any assets other than this farm?"

"No really."

"How much is it worth."

"Probably a quarter of a million dollars, but it would be hard to sell today."

"If you could sell it would you be willing to let my financial guy take charge of your money and try to turn it into a couple of million in the coming economic meltdown."

"In principle, but I would like to meet the guy, at least."

"His name is Greg Carlson, you can look him up on the internet. Give him a call."

"Do you have a passport?"

"No."

"You can't leave the country without one."

I would start the process today. Even if you don't go with us you will need one to leave. You can get a passport through the internet in from 1 to 10 days. Having one in your hand is better than waiting for one when the economy tanks.

"Do you speak Portuguese?"

"No."

"Fast track language training."

"What would you do for a living? You don't have to answer but it is something to think about?"

"You would need a visa? That is not really a problem. I have 2 or 3 extra non-expiring, multiple entry and exit visas. You could have one of those."

He gave me a look and said sarcastically, "You just happen to have them laying around do you?"

I just shrugged.

"Still it is not up to me. It appears that where I go Bill goes and I think Greg also. I still don't understand why. And now there is Bobby and Gene. How did I get to be the linchpin?"

"Sam," I heard and I came back.

"You sort of wandered away there."

"It's not my decision. I think it's going to be Gene's decision. Will you fit?"

"You would have to be in Houston. I think when we go it will be on the instant."

"I'm letting the good sex sway me, because I don't really know anything about you. Of course that is what PI's are for."

"Anyway, as you can see it isn't that simple. Here is my cell phone number. You can reach me anywhere in the world at that number."

"Well, I have to go and so do you. It was a fantastic night. I'll be in touch."

We left and I took the road back to Houston.

I stopped just down the road and got out the instructions on how to use the hands free cell phone use gizmo so I could listen and talk on the cell phone through the car's microphones and speakers and set it up. I figured I would be getting some calls on the way. I was way too dangerous to talk on the cell phone and try to drive a sports car. Then I got back on the road.

Greg called me about noon as I was turning into a McDonalds.

"Hi Greg, What's the latest?"

"I will probably see you at Bill's place this afternoon. I was invited for dinner. I'll bring copies of the checks with me.

Both mothers are meeting with the crisis counselor tomorrow, so that's good.

I got a call this morning from Barry Jensen this morning. What are you up to now? By the way, I transferred $18,000 to bill's account this morning to reimburse him. He paid off the mortgage with his own funds.

"Barry's a gay sheriff's deputy. I spent the night at his place. He wants to go to Brazil with us. I told him it wasn't up to me. I told him everybody else was a millionaire and he probably wouldn't be comfortable with us if didn't have any money. He has a farm he inherited from his grandparents worth $1,000,000 at the top of the market but now probably $250,000 if it could be sold. I asked him if he would be willing to invest with you and maybe he could get up to a few million in the coming crash. I told him who you were and to check you on the internet. I guess he did.

"It's probably not saleable any time soon."

"I figured the foundation or I could buy it; build some dormitories and the farm could be worked, kids could go to school. Get them out of the life in Houston, especially the real young guys. Give them a place to start over.

Anyway you could set up a brokerage account for him in Rio. I'll seed it and he can have the whole account minus the money I put in with whatever profits accrue and the foundation can take the farm under any circumstances.

"Sam, you know you can't save the world, right."

"Then why do you keep helping me, Greg. You have other clients, other obligations, but you always work with me? I know I can be a pain in the ass. Some of your other clients could spend what I have on a weekend in Vegas and not miss it. The new kid on the block stumbling around throwing his new money at every problem he sees."

"Maybe because you do that, Sam, I never really asked myself that question. Maybe because you want to make a difference or because every time I hear it's you on the phone it brightens my day. None of my other clients do that."

"Well, thanks, that's nice to know but maybe we can save the world, one person at a time."

"Well we can't save Dean Whittaker, nor do I think you would want to.

It turns out that he lived on a scale way beyond anything that could be justified by his compensation level. He was released from jail and was met by agents of the IRS who served him with a search warrant for his records. I have no idea who told the IRS; maybe they already had him under scrutiny."

The 4 trustees who were not involved in all of this mess resigned and they did go public. It is probably in this afternoon's papers."

I immediately deposited all of the checks I received in the bank and they have all cleared. I know cashier's checks are supposed to as good as gold, but they aren't always and then we would have had to sue. Cash in the bank is always better.

I have heard a rumor that the Board of Governors of the church under whose auspices the college operates is going to send in their own team of auditors and investigators. That ought to be interesting.

That is interesting. It looks like we were lucky in our suit. I'll see you tonight, Bye for now."

I went into McDonalds, got a quarter-pounder meal and watched through the window as people admired the Porsche and then I was back on the road.

My phone rang again. It was Bill.

"Sam."

"Hi Bill."

"What time are you gonna be home?"

"I'll tool in around 3:00 I think."

"I invited Greg for dinner. That will be 5 of us. I didn't send the boys to your place, there was room here and you haven't even moved in to your place yet. I figured you would at least want to move in yourself before strangers did.

The caterers just wanted to know when to serve dinner."

Where is Henry, I thought he did that."

"I sent him to Brazil. I asked him what he wanted to do when I left. He was offended and very upset that I hadn't planned to take him with me. In fact he cried and asked what he had done to offend me. Of course I was at a loss for words. I didn't know Henry ever cried not to mention that he was so fond of me and you by the way. Turns out he had gotten a passport while we were in Brazil and was setting his affairs in order in the states so he could go when we did.

I have never felt like such a fool in my life. How could I have been so blind? Before it was over I was apologizing and telling him of course he could come and he was apologizing for being "so pushy" as he called it and we were both in tears before we got back in each others good graces. I don't think the subject ever came up so you probably didn't know but Henry is gay also. That's why nothing that went on here ever bothered him.

I sent him first class to Rio and asked Colonel Alvarez if he could get him a permanent visa and have somebody meet him and to take him to the house we bought downtown. He doesn't speak the language either so he is going to have to learn it just like we are. He is going to explore Rio and then interview for staff, buy furnishings and have it all ready when we arrive. I think he is coming back in 2 weeks but he may just stay there until we arrive. I just don't know.

Colonel Alvarez was more than gracious about the whole thing. He said not to worry he would take care of everything. Knowing the extent of Brazilian hospitality I am afraid to think about what that might mean. Henry may never come back and I have already realized how indispensable he was in my life.

I can't believe I was such a bloody fool. And it has me reevaluating my relationships with everybody I know to find anywhere else where I have been or are being a complete ass.

I really do hate gratuitously hurting people."

"You don't seem to mind needling and making fun of me all the time"

"That's only because I love you. If I thought I was really hurting you I would cut my tongue out."

"God Bill, please don't go that far my asshole would never forgive you."

"Fuck you, Sam."

"Promises, promises."

"Well if that's the way this conversation is going to go I have better things to do, Bye, drive safely, I love you."

"Bye Bill, I love you too."

I walked in the door of Bill's place at about 3:15.

I had no more walked in the door than Bobby and Gene were hugging and kissing me and yelling, "He's back."

"Then Bill was there kissing me, not quite as exuberantly but more tenderly and longer."

"Wow, what was that for."

"Because I love you and I worry about you when you go away. You seem to attract trouble like a lightening rod attracts lightening. I am always terrified when the phone rings."

Gene said, "Where is he?"

"I looked at him quizzically?"

"Who?"

He opened the door and looked into the hall.

"The cop."

I looked at Bill and he just shrugged.

"The cop is probably just walking in his door at home."

"When is he gonna be here. He needs to be here."

"I guess that answers the question of whether he can come with us or not. I told him the answer would probably be up to Gene."

"What are you talking about?"

"Can it wait until Greg gets here there is no use telling the story twice."

"Is this more of that psychic stuff, Gene. That's spooky."

Gene just shrugged.

I decided that shrugs were not near as much fun when somebody did it in front of me.

"I need a drink," I said as I walked into the kitchen.

Bill followed and said, "You want some wine?"

"No, I just need a drink of water."

I got a glass and filled it with water from the built-in water dispenser in the refrigerator."

"I take it this is the cop you stayed with last night."

"It has to be, I don't know any other cops. He said he wanted to go to Brazil with us. I told him it wasn't up to me."

"How did Gene know?"

"I looked at him and said, "I told you he was psychic."

"I thought you were just joking."

"Nope."

"Well, you can see what you think when he tells the story after Gene gets here. In the meantime I am going to take a shower, before he does."

"I need to call the caterers now that you are actually back and verify dinner at 6:00."

When I came into the living room later, Gene and Bobby were watching a movie on TV and Bill was reading some the papers.

He saw me walk in and said, "You got a few minutes, I need to talk to you about something."

"Sure."

"Let's go in the bedroom."

"Ok."

"We sat on the edge of the bed."

"You look awfully serious."

"You know I said on the phone I needed to reevaluate my relationship with the people around me."

"Yeah" and I got a knot in my stomach.

Bill said, "I was going to ask you to marry me and then I decided I didn't want to do that."

I could feel my face scrunch up and could feel tears forming in my eyes. I just knew he was going to tell me to go away.

"Sam would you stop making faces. Just rein in your emotions and let me finish. God you would make a lousy poker player. Your face always reflects exactly what you are feeling. With me anyway.

I decided that asking you to marry me would be degrading just as marriage vows are degrading. It is as if I were asking to buy you so that you became my thing. I couldn't do that so I made up my own request. I even wrote it down so I wouldn't forget anything."

He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and started to read from it.

"Sam, I love you with all of my heart and soul. Would you agree to become my life's companion, to walk with me down life's road arm in arm in sickness and in health until death does us part.

I may be impatient, yell at you, be sarcastic and needling, get mad at you, take you for granted, intentionally hurt you, be mean and jealous, forget the days and things that are important to you, belittle your opinions and put down your friends, make you hate me, withhold my love and be mean and malicious. These things may happen, not because I don't love you but because I am human.

I ask you for a sacred commitment but because we are human, I know that the trip down life's path will be rocky at times and I wouldn't want you to commit to such a relationship without being aware of the pitfalls that might be encountered.

I promise, as counterpoint to these things that may happen, to always love you, to physically express that love, to welcome your friends into our home, to perk you up when you are down, to tend you when you are sick, to support you in what you try to do, to worry when you are away, to cry when you cry, to smile when you smile, to be happy when you are happy, to be your helpmate in all things, but most importantly to let you be you, to not try to mold you into what I think you ought to be. You don't need to become anyone else or be any different for me to love you. I love you for who you are right now. Everything I have is yours."

I just sat there crying with tears streaming down my face. I couldn't speak.

"Was it that bad, I can try again?"

I grabbed him in a bear hug, pushed him back on the bed, and kissed and kissed and kissed him.

"Is that a yes?"

I just started crying again. He went to the bathroom and brought back a wet washrag and towel. He put his arms around me and held me until I stopped crying then he washed away my tears, dried my face and put his arms back around me and held me.

Finally I whispered, "But I'm a whore."

He just tightened his hold on me.

"I don't know how to be faithful."

He didn't say anything so finally I looked at him and there were tears streaming down his face.

"Oh," I wailed, "I didn't mean to make you cry."

He croaked, "Didn't I just promise to cry when you cried."

"But I didn't know you meant it literally," I wailed again.

"You didn't really listen to what I said did you?"

"I did so. It was so beautiful. That's what made me cry."

"What part of "I love you for who you are right now," didn't you understand?"

"Huh."

"You are so hung up on thinking in terms of conventional morality that you think you are not allowed to be loved because you used be a male escort. Do you really think I don't know what you used to do? Hell I practically set you up. And I don't think faithfulness was mentioned once in my proposal. I don't give a damn that you sleep with other people or that you also love other people as long as you love me. You know I sleep with other people why should you have to be faithful to me; I'm not faithful to you. Christ Sam, you practically invited me to bed Bobby and Gene."

"It was fun wasn't it?"

"Yes, I said raising my voice but that's not the fucking point."

"This is where the impatience, yelling at me and getting mad comes in isn't it."

He smiled wryly, "Yes, I said I was only human. Damn it Sam, I love you don't you love me."

"Yes."

"Then I don't understand."

"Let me have your piece of paper."

He handed it to me and I changed my name for his and read it back to him.

This time it was him sitting there crying.

I said, "Well."

He nodded his head and we grabbed each other and rolled around the bed kissing.

After a while somebody knocked on the door.

Bill yelled, "Yeah."

Bobby stuck his head inside and said, "I take it he said yes?"

I said, "How did you know?"

He actually smirked and said, "Gene told me. He said it wasn't going to as straight forward as Bill thought it was. So we waited until the crying sopped before I knocked. We found Champagne in the fridge and have it uncorked if you' all will come out so we can start the celebration."

Bill just shook his head as we got up and said "psychics" derisively and amusedly.

We had just got the champagne poured when there was a knock at the door. Bill opened the door and there was Greg.

"Come in you are just in time for the celebration."

"What's the occasion?"

"Sam and I just got agreed to be life partners."

"You are getting married, congratulations."

He came in, got a glass of champagne and we had a drink to us and our future together.

We left the discussion of the legalese till later, as far as we were concerned we were mated for life.

Then the discussion changed to psychics and Bobby asked Gene to repeat what he had said in the restaurant for Bill and Greg's information. He told them that Gene had an eidetic memory and never forgot anything.

Gene said, "I remember what I said after I said it, but, at the time, I didn't know what I was saying. I will be going along with a perfectly ordinary conversation and then, I am told that my voice changes to that of a much older and more mature person and I essentially pontificate. So far everything I have said when I did that has happened. At the restaurant was the first time I have pontificated since I was 15. Having said that let me tell you what was said."

He then proceeded to repeat the whole conversation from the restaurant.

There was just silence in the room when he finished.

Then after a couple of minutes Bill said, "There is more to it than that Gene, Why did you expect to see the cop walk in with Sam? You seemed genuinely surprised when he didn't. And how did you know about him at all?"

Gene shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, I just seem to know things sometime. I know the cop is supposed to go with us to Brazil, so I guess I had expected Sam to bring him with him."

"How did you know what Sam and I were talking about in the bedroom?"

"I don't really know. Bobby asked, rhetorically I thought, "What are they doing?" I just answered; "Bill is asking Sam to marry him although it is not going to be as simple as he thinks." By the way can I take at look at the paper you wrote down your proposal on?"

Almost with exasperation Bill asked, "How did you know about that?"

Again the shoulder shrug and he said, "Bobby asked me to marry him after I told him you were proposing to Sam and I said, Ok but I want to wait and use the vows that Sam and Bill are exchanging. Let's not say anything we don't want to compete with their good news. I hope I didn't spoil anything, but you did ask."

Bill pulled the paper from his pocket and handed to him.

Gene read it, tears started running down his cheeks and he said, "Oh yeah this is much better than the traditional vows."

Bobby grabbed it and read it.

He looked at Gene and said "Yes,"

Gene said, "Yes." and reached over and kissed Bobby.

"Well congratulations guys," we all said.

Bobby turned pink and Gene got an "Oh shucks" look on his face.

"I guess another round of Champagne is in order." I said.

So we drank to the union of Bobby and Gene.

Greg said, "Before we go to those psychic predictions let me give Bobby and Gene their checks or rather the copies of their checks and get some business out of the way," and he handed each of them copies of the checks made out to them for $7,500,000.

"I deposited the money in accounts opened it your names and to make sure it is safe I transferred $7,400,000 each to accounts for you in Rio de Janeiro. If you will sign these signature cards, I will send them to the banks and you can access your money," and he handed them their check books.

He started to say something else and Bill said, "Hold it a minute Greg; I think Bobby is in shock. I recognize the look."

Gene turned to look at him, said "Bobby," shook him and lightly slapped his face and Bobby came back from where ever he had gone and tears rolled down his face.

He said, "This is all like a dream, I know you told us hours ago that the suit had settled, but it was never real till now. Four days ago I wondered where our next meal was coming from and where we were going to sleep that night and now we have more money than we ever dreamed of having. We owe it all to you, he said, looking at me and then Greg I don't know how we can ever repay you."

Greg looked embarrassed and said, "Hell I just did what I was asked to do, if anybody is responsible it's Sam."

Gene said, "Pardon me but that's bullshit. Sam has already told us that without you his Robin Hood act would have fallen flat on it`s face. That's one of the reasons why he loves you. Whoops I shouldn't have said that?

Now everybody turned red. Then they saved the moment by hugging and kissing me and then turning on Greg

"May we?" Bobby asked.

Greg just opened his arms and they were all over him.

I said, "I just want to interject a comment and give credit where credit is due. Greg set up the Equality Foundation months ago and got it going with his own money long before I had the money to fund it. I took it over as a fully operational entity. If not for that there would have been no lawyers on call. Amos Pritkin is a personal friend of his. If he had not asked him to represent you pro bono we might still be waiting for a court date instead of having a settled suit. He orchestrated the whole thing from beginning to end. At the risk of repeating myself without Greg my Robin Hood act would have fallen flat on it`s face and I would have egg on mine."

After everybody finally sat back down Greg, said dignity, "If we can get back to the paper work. If you guys will sign these papers I will have your passports in about 3 days. If you will sign these it will close the lawsuit. If you will sign these Power of Attorney forms I will close out your accounts in Rio and put the money in gold and silver depository certificates. If everything goes as we expect the $14,800,000 should triple or quadruple. Last if you will sign these I will have a Visa credit card for you in abut 3 days, unless you would rather have a Mastercard or an American Express card.

Now you each have a trust fund with $500,000 in it to pay for your college education. Sam and I are the trustees, that`s the only way we could get the college to agree to throw it in to the settlement. So you can go to any college you want that you can get to accept you and your expenses will be paid out of the trust fund. That money has also been transferred to Brazil and has been invested in gold depository certificates.

The college paid the legal expenses for our suit, a great deal of which was the cost of the helicopter Amos used to fly in and out with.

Now back to your psychic predictions. To tell you the truth we have not given a lot of thought to what would happen after we moved to Brazil. We were just looking for a safe haven. Now you have invited yourselves along and are telling us that essentially there are going to be 9 of us living amicably, I hope, in various houses in Brazil and Chile and maybe elsewhere, who knows.

I figured that initially you wanted to go with us because Sam provided a safe haven when you were at a low point in your life, but now you are together and are both independently wealthy, so you don't need to leave your families, to whom, I hope, you will soon be reconciled, and can continue your education wherever you want to go. Harvard would be my choice. You don't need a safe haven any more so do you still want to go with us to Brazil?"

Gene said, "You are probably right, about our initial motivation. We were as astounded as you about what came out of my mouth about us going with you to Brazil. Talk about a couple of pushy kids. But the choice seems not to be ours any more. A higher power seems to be making the rules or at least making prophesies and what I have said has always come true before.

Being reconciled with family is one thing, forgetting is another. We always thought that family would be the ones that always had out backs. That turned out to not be true. They let our fathers walk all over them. We know now that we don't fit their mold and any reconcilement is only superficial. Sam and Greg did more for us in 36 hours than our families ever did.

We like you guys and, at least Sam likes us and I think Bill does too and you would probably like us too once you got to know us. We could be useful. We both speak Spanish and Portuguese which I understand none of you do.I'm not bragging, but just for information, as Bobby keeps telling everybody we meet I have a 190 IQ. What he doesn't tell anybody is that he has a 165 IQ, which makes us both geniuses. It's true I am a math major, but there isn't much about computers that I don't know. It's a hobby. All businesses run on computers today. So I could be handy in lots of ways.

Bobby wants to be a world famous architect and I think he will be which really doesn't fit any of your present needs but you never know. If you don't want us along, I really won't understand, but we will go there on our own, if necessary. Somehow we will reconnect when we are there."

Gary said, "Somehow you make me ashamed of myself. How did you do that?"

Gene just smiled and shrugged.

"Well just to show you that what I said didn't come out like I meant it, I have in my hand 3 already filled out applications to 3 Universities in South America.

The Mackenzie Presbyterian University, Sao Paolo, Brazil has one of the finest architectural and math programs in the country

The University of Buenos Aires, Argentina. It is the largest university in South America, with a good amount of architectural programs. The satisfaction level of students is perhaps the largest in South America. Many of today's great architects are heading to Europe and The United States via Argentina. Is also has a good math program

The Universidad de Sao Paulo, Brazil is rated as the best University in South America.

All you have to do is sign the one you want, or pick another if you don't like my choices. I guess that shows how my vote is cast."

Bill said, "Greg you continue to surprise me."

Gene said, "We will go where Bobby needs to go to get the best training. I really don't need a college degree, except for the accreditation; I already know any math they could teach me. I may be able to bypass the rest of the curriculum sort of like a college GED and go ahead and get my Masters and PhD. Actually with the money we have now I don't need a masters or PhD degree because I don't need to make a living."

I said, "Well I'm glad that's settled."

Greg said, "Now all we have to do is get your marriages legal."

Bill said, "I had planned to get married in Brazil since it is legal there but we can do all of the legal stuff here, so that if I die there won't be any problems with inheritance."

Gene said, "What about the cop?"

Greg just threw his hands in the air and said, "Bring him along and anybody else that wants to come. I still don't know where all of those houses are coming from we are supposed to be living in."

The doorbell rang. It was the caterers. It was 5:45; dinner was at 6:00, right on schedule.

As we finished dessert I said, "Tomorrow I will take you to where I was going to live. In fact why don't we eat breakfast in the restaurant there?

"Greg can you make it at 9:00?"

"No problem."

"Good."

"If you like it you can stay there or you can find your own place."

I put my arm around him and said, "I think I will be living here from now on."

Bill said, "Not for awhile. The day after tomorrow we are leaving for a two week honeymoon on a private island in the Caribbean."

"Yeah man, way to go," Bobby yelled.

"Good for you," Gene said.

"And you are turning off your cell phones, right?" Gary asked.

Bill said, "Yeah, you know how to get us if there is a real emergency."

I just leaned down and kissed him and said, "You must have been awfully sure I would say yes for you to already have arranged all of this."

"I would have been heart broken if you had said no."

We sat around talking for a couple of hours, then Greg went home, the guys went to their room arm in arm and so did Bill and I.