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Wayne's Journal - Part 23 07 January 2018, Sunday 1015 AM Daniel's Place
Yesterday was Saturday, and we finished really strong as it concerns Grayson's situation. By the morning he looked better. Not physically - that's going to take some time. But rather he stood straighter, and started looking us in the eye. I think it's really sinking in that he doesn't have to go back. Which brought us to another breakthrough.
After Daniel and I returned from my place we unloaded Daisy (The Vespa). He immediately began to work on her, replacing hoses, cleaning the engine, and checking her over really well. By the time Anna, Davis and Grayson returned from shopping he had her gently idling just in front of the garage. I've missed the sound of that little engine! They walked up to see me sitting on it, and I scooted past them down the driveway with a laugh. It had been a while since Daisy was running, and it I forgot how fun it is to ride a scooter.
Grayson's eyes lit up when I drove back up to them where they had all gathered to watch me. I parked and stood. "Your chariot sir." I bowed and motioned at Daisy.
He laughed. "Are you sure?" He put a hand on the spunky little machine, and I knew he would take great care of her.
"Yep. She was actually my mom's." I smile fondly at the memory, and I knew she'd be overjoyed with Daisy's fate. "Her name is Daisy." I held up a finger. "It goes with her. Non-negotiable!"
Grayson grinned and hugged me. "Got it. Thank you." He pulled away and looked at Daniel. "Thanks to the both of you." Daniel smiled and nodded.
"Well, this is just sort of perfect." Anna pulled a helmet out of a bag she carried. It was black, but had a yellow stripe down the center that matched the color of the Vespa pretty closely. "That was lucky."
"Give her a spin." Davis nodded at Grayson. He didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed the helmet, and threw a leg over Daisy. Soon he was down on the road, and we could hear him laughing and whooping from the driveway as he zoomed back and forth.
Davis had his arm around Anna's shoulder watching Grayson, and from behind I saw the big man wipe at his face. Anna turned her head to look at him, smiled, and kissed his cheek. Daniel stepped up and put an arm around Davis, and I did the same to Anna.
"He's really gonna be okay." Davis said, his voice a little shaky. He blew out a breath. "Thank you guys."
Daniel only squeezed him in response. Grayson came back up the driveway, and stopped near us. His grin was infectious, and we all returned it. "Oh man. This is so awesome!" He stood, took the helmet off, his black hair a bit wild, and looked at the little machine. "She needs a little paint. I'll get some as soon as I get my first check." He turned back around, still smiling. "This is a really great day." His eyes landed on Davis and Anna. "One of the best I've ever had."
Davis cleared his throat, and struggled hard to hang onto his trough guy reputation. "Well, you were due for a few good days." He stepped toward Grayson and put his arm around him. "Come on. Let's find some food." He led the skinny man along. I wheeled Daisy back into the garage, and then the rest of us followed them into the house.
Inside we found a great lunch of fried ground turkey patties with feta and spinach mixed into them. There was sliced avocado, tomato, lettuce, and a selection of condiments to choose from. More fruit was available, and there was also my favorite - crispy oven baked sweet potato fries. Mmmmm ... Martha, I love you.
We all gathered at the island, and waited as the food was finished up. Saul was a pretty regular fixture with Martha in the kitchen now, and they seemed to be locked in an elegant dance as they moved, each completing a task the other started, then shifting to something else as needed. No words were needed. There was simply an anticipation of what the other was doing, and would need to do. It was a bit fascinating to watch them, and I loved that they seemed to fit so well.
Finally done, Martha and Saul served up the meal. Grayson smiled, and chatted excitedly. He was eager to see my house, and that was the plan for the afternoon. We were going to take his new clothes and have him follow us over on the Vespa after we ate.
Grayson had just finished with his food, and he got quiet. He stared at his empty plate, and I could see his face go slack. The rest of them noticed, and we all quietly watched him. He frowned, then he looked up. "It's going to happen to someone else." His still-injured face screwed up with emotion. "He's gonna hurt somebody else."
Again, Martha surprised me. She reached across the island and took his hand. "Yes." She squeezed him gently. "But you can stop him. Actually, you're the only one who can." He looked up and met her gaze. It was obvious the fear was still there. But he was trying. "If you want to fix this we have to take a few steps. And it might be scary, but you won't be alone. Okay?"
He swallowed and he gripped her hand. He glanced at Anna and Davis, and they nodded encouragingly at him. He took a deep breath then looked up at Martha. There was something else on his face - something I'd not seen yet. There was purpose.
"What do I need to do?"
Martha smiled at him, the expression proud and grim. "We'll need to take pictures of you. All the marks, everything he did. You need to write out a timeline - when everything happened, when it started to go wrong. As much as you can think of. Then we go to the police." She looked around the assembled faces . "They'll likely want to question most, if not all of us. We all okay with that?"
Nods around the island, and everyone's eyes burned with a desire to end it. I also wondered how Martha knew all of this. Then I watched as a horrible realization settled in on Saul's face, and I realized why with a start.
He turned and looked at Martha as she spoke, his expression one of dawning anger and pain. He put his arm around her shoulders, and just looked at her. His face begged her to say something, anything to prove his suspicion wrong. She turned and glanced at him. I caught her sad smile before it melted away, and then she was back to her strong self. She focused back on Grayson and his protectors, and Saul gripped her tight.
"Okay. Anna, Davis, can you do the pictures?" They nodded, and they each put a hand on Grayson's back.
Martha got up, and Saul stood with her. In a rare show of emotion she turned into and hugged him. Saul frowned, his gray eyes upset and held on to her fiercely, one hand on her hair, and the other around her back. Daniel caught his eye and only nodded once at Saul.
Anna and Davis took Grayson into the bedroom they used last night and closed the door. Saul wouldn't let Martha go, and she leaned into him as he walked with her out to the cottage.
Daniel and I cleaned up the kitchen while the pictures were being taken of Grayson. We were quiet, and I thought about Martha and how painful this must be ... but I felt the certainty of the rightness of our actions. I knew this is what Grayson needed, and I knew it was the right thing.
We finished cleaning up and we talked quietly about next steps at the island. About 15 minutes later Grayson, Anna and Davis came back into the kitchen. Grayson looked a little subdued and Davis' eyes were red. Anna had an arm around each of them, and she kissed Davis' cheek, and then Grayson's.
She looked at us and nodded. "We're set guys. Grayson wants to take care of this first if that's okay."
I stood up. "Okay." I look at Daniel. "I'm going to go with them to the station. They may ask to speak to the rest of you, but maybe not - since you didn't go out to the house." Before he could offer to go I added, "I think you should stay here. Martha may need you."
Daniel rose and hugged me. "Sounds good love." He kissed me. It was sweet and full of his emotion. He pulled back and gazed into my eyes. "Call me if you need anything." He smoothed one of my eyebrows with his thumb. "Go make this right." He whispered.
"We will." I answered.
I drove us to the police station. Inside we went through a surprisingly painless intake process. They handled Grayson with incredible grace, decency and understanding. I was impressed with the amount of empathy displayed by everyone there. I came to find out later that there was a social worker on staff that day - a new, fantastic partnership by the Eureka PD, and that seemed to color the whole interaction.
They took the pictures and statements from all of us but even before we were finished, since they had proof of a crime standing right in front of them they had enough evidence to to go pick up Randy.
We were all told we'd likely be called again for additional statements for any criminal proceedings against Randy. And we readily agreed to cooperate fully with any investigation or legal procedures against him.
After a couple of hours we left the station. Once back at the house Anna and Davis went back to their place for a bit. They needed a change of clothes, and to clean up. It was now about 4 PM, and Martha worked on prepping dinner. Saul stood right by her elbow and assisted. Periodically he would touch her gently, and she would smile at his attention.
Grayson helped load his new clothes and various other items into my truck. He was quiet, but he had a determined look on his face. We finished up and waited for Anna and Davis to return. While we waited Daniel began to work on his forums and email. And I told him to stay home to get caught up on any work he needed to do. They arrived and then we caravaned over to my house, with Grayson in the rear on Daisy the Vespa.
I pulled around the back, through the alley that fronts my garage. We all parked and Grayson got off the Vespa. He pulled off his helmet and looked at the place, his eyes positively sparkled. "Oh my god." He smiled and turned to me. "This is so amazing." He gave me another hug, and he seemed to vibrate with energy. He laughed while he squeezed. Then he released me and stepped to the gate beside the garage that led into the yard. "Come on! I have to see it!"
I couldn't help but smile at him. His excitement was great. We walked through the house, and he couldn't stop grinning. All my furniture was still there, linens, kitchen supplies, and even some canned food/dry goods.
He could use it all, and I was fine with that. I gave him my extra key. We stood near the front door in the living room and I held up my original key. "I'm gonna keep one for emergencies. But I promise I won't violate your privacy. That okay?"
He nodded. "Wayne, I trust you." He looked at us. "I trust all of you." He frowned. "I mean ... you guys saved my life." He wiped at his face. "You gave me back my life." He threw his arms around us in a group hug and he laughed. "Oh god, I can't believe this."
Then he did something I absolutely didn't expect. He released Davis and I, pulled Anna in and kissed her. Like, KISSED her. Davis was sort of shocked, just as Anna was. But he didn't have time to process it, as Grayson pulled away from her and did the same thing to him.
After he kissed Davis, Grayson leaned back and looked timidly at them. "Ah ... sorry. I just ... I ..." he blushed fiercely. He shook his head. "I'm sorry. I was just feeling super good, and I wanted to share it with you both." He smiled experimentally at them. "I hope I didn't go too far."
Anna and Davis both looked at one another and the grin that spread across their faces was pretty amazing. "Grayson, you didn't go too far." Davis put his arm around him. "You know we're interested in you. And we've already decided, if you're interested in us at all we'll go at your pace."
Grayson was about to say something when Davis kissed him. The small man's eyes fluttered and he put a hand behind Davis' head. The kiss lingered, then the big man pulled away. His voice was a bass growl. "But you've opened the dam on kissing. You need to tell us if you want to back off of that."
He shook his head and smiled against Davis' chest. Now feeling like a fourth wheel (hah!), I walked out and waited in my kitchen while they worked out whatever they needed to work out among themselves.
A few minutes later and they walked into the room, Grayson between, all comfortable with an arm around each other's waists.
"You guys all right here? If so I'll take off and leave you to settle in Grayson."
He nodded, a confidence on his face that had, up till now been missing. "I think we're going to go out to dinner, and shop for a little food so I've got perishables. Apologize to Martha for us for missing out on what she's making."
I smiled and nodded. "No problem. I'm sure she'll be fine."
Anna smiled. "We're gonna be here as long as he wants or needs us to stay." She kissed the side of his head and Grayson grinned.
Davis stuck out his free hand and I shook it. "Thanks Wayne." His stare was intense. "Really. Thank you."
After I showed Grayson my carnivorous plant terrarium and explained how to water them, I left. I was certain he'd be fine. Anna and Davis have proven themselves to be his biggest supporters, and I've no doubt he'll do well with them.
And ... if I'm not mistaken there may be some more intimate moments between those three soon. Looks like they're letting him decide what he wants, when he wants it. The kissing proves to me he's warming to the idea. I hope that works out well for all of them. :-)
I returned to Daniel's.
As soon as the door closed behind me I heard Daniel yell out my name from his media room. "Wayne! Come here!"
I frowned and I walked to the room.
He sat at his desk and clicked through his email. He turned and looked at me, his face incredulous. "What happened to all my in person clients this week?" He waved a hand at the screen. "People are doing assessments on my "new trainer" Davis, and I'm not behind at all. Every session has been done."
I smiled guiltily. "Uhhhh ... well ..." I sat and told him the story of what Davis and I had to do to keep things going. He listened raptly. After I finished he sat back. As he thought I couldn't help but notice how nice he looked in his jeans. Mmmm ....
"I can't believe you guys did that for me." He shook his head. Then his face took on a determined cast. He turned in his seat and I stood so I could look over his back and see what he was doing. He pulled up the Paypal website. He punched in Davis' email and then he used his computer calculator program to come up with a number. He entered a fair amount of money to Davis, the entire amount he was paid by the clients for those sessions, and in the comment he put "Contracted Trainer Services".
"Ah, I don't know if Davis will take that money Daniel." I shook my head. "That's not why he did it."
"I know it's not." Daniel hit send, and off it went. He turned to look at me. "But he'll damn sure take it. He's the one who did the work. Well ... and so did you." He reached and put his hand on my hip. "You guys did a lot more than help me with the work. You kept me from getting bad press. That's huge. Way bigger than the sessions." He grinned. "Besides, I know they can use the money. They're propping Grayson up right now. I had already thought about giving some to that cause." He shrugged. "This is perfect."
I smiled down at him, then I reached and pulled him to his feet. "You're a good man Daniel." I kissed him, and I didn't let up either. It turned into a make out session, and his hands rubbed down my back, past the waist of my jeans. They were a bit loose, and one of his hands slipped under them.
I sighed as his hand teased my crack. "Come on." I peeked down the hall to make sure we'd be unseen, since both of us had rock hard boners that were obvious in our pants. Coast was clear, and I led him to the bedroom.
I could tell Daniel wanted to screw. And all his teasing had convinced me it was a good idea. Okay, it didn't take much convincing. :-) We kissed, undressed, and touched one another. He gripped my naked cock, then licked and bit my neck as he slowly stroked me. That felt amazing. I stood there while his hand worked on me, and I felt his other snake around and slide down my crack.
I made a needful sound as he pressed his finger into my body. He smiled against my neck, and he continued to bite me.
If he kept doing all of this I was going to get off. Soon. "Daniel, you'd better stop." He grinned and pulled his hand off of my dick. Then he pushed me down onto the bed on my back. He stood at the edge, pulled me closer so my legs dangled off the bed, while he stood on the floor so his pelvis was almost level with my hips.
He leaned forward, pressed his upper body on top of mine and kissed me. My legs circled around his waist and he smiled. I reached and handed him the lube from the night stand. Daniel took it and soon we were slick and ready.
He positioned himself against me. I pulled my body toward his with my legs and slowly impaled himself on his cock. It was awesome. I loved how it felt, and how interesting it was to control the penetration from my back like this. I lay there, my mouth open as I reveled in the sensation of the slow motion act. He stared at my face, and he reached to rub my head.
"I love screwing you. You make me feel like such a stud." He growled the words, and he bit my neck a little.
"You ... you ARE a stud." He was completely inside me now. He grunted in response, and his hips started to move. I reached and took my dick in my hand. He set a good, unhurried pace and he kissed me - tongues slowly moving against one another.
His breath came faster, and so did mine. I read him, just as he read me. The tempo of his pelvis increased, and so did my stroke. "God. Oh god." I moaned. "Fuck, I love you." I threw back my head and my semen landed between our bodies on my chest and belly.
He groaned in response, and his body shook. He pressed his hips as far as he could, and his cock pulsed. I could feel him firing inside me, and we kissed passionately while his orgasm took him.
The moment over, he pulled his face back and looked at me. He was still inside me, and my legs were still wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him in place. "I love you too Wayne." He rubbed my face with his thick, strong fingers, and his eyes moved slowly over my face. "I can't even tell you how much I love you."
I smile. "We'll just have to keep trying." He returns the expression and he kissed me again.
We rinsed quickly in the shower and got dressed again.
I can smell dinner. The scent of lemon, chicken, and rosemary is in the air, and we follow our noses to the kitchen.
Martha was seated at the island, and Saul was up. He prepared plates of food for them both. When we entered Martha blushed a little and started to stand up. "Ah ah." Saul said, looking pointedly at her. She grimaced and sat back down. He nodded, satisfied, and glanced at us. "Hey guys. Dinner's done. Come get it."
I smiled at Martha. Saul was getting her plate together, and he was forcing her to let him. She rolled her eyes, but she smiled back.
Daniel walked in and went straight for the chicken. "We're gonna have leftovers. Grayson, Davis and Anna are gonna go out to dinner, and they're gonna chat about whatever comes next for them." I had talked to Daniel about what happened at the house, and when I was done he only smiled and nodded.
We all got our food and sat companionably together. It was nice. We didn't say much, and we didn't really need to.
Mid-way through the meal Daniel made a noise and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He grinned, kept chewing his food, and slid it over to the center of the island where we could all read it. Davis had sent a message.
`Dude! WTF? No way I'm taking this money!'
After we read it he picked up the phone. `You will. And you'll use it to help Grayson, and keep what you feel is a fair rate for your work.'
He put the phone back down and smiled. Another message made the phone wiggle.
`If I didn't need the $ for Grayson ... man, thanks.'
Daniel nodded as he texted back. `Welcome. Thanks for saving my ass. You and Wayne both. Say hi to Grayson and Anna for us.'
He only sent back a `thumbs up' symbol.
I looked across the island. Saul and Martha were shoulder to shoulder and periodically he leaned down to smell her hair or kiss her head. And she closed her eyes when he did, as a small smile pulled at her lips.
I looked away before she noticed me. But I glanced over at Daniel and he's watching me. I blushed a little, embarrassed about getting caught. He only smiled. He leaned into me and put his head on my shoulder.
We all slowly eat and love on one another. It's a leisurely dinner, and one filled with little smiles, touches, and sighs. It makes me happy in a way that I can't really describe. And as I watched them I realized what Martha and Saul have is comparable to what Daniel and I do. That ... it made my heart soar for them.
We finish up and Martha runs us out of the kitchen as she and Saul clean up.
The rest of the night Daniel spends on the couch reading. His feet are up on my lap and I study my ACE manual. I'm warm and comfortable, and only around 730 at night I'm beginning to nod off.
Daniel and I head to bed a little early. I crawl in and he slips behind me. His arm drapes across my chest, and he rubs my front gently and steadily. It has the effect of relaxing me considerably, and I drop to sleep really quick.
This morning I woke to my alarm and Daniel was already up. I threw on my gym clothes, and sure enough I find Daniel sweating through his all-body workout. He grinned when I walked into the room.
We both hit our workouts pretty hard. Daniel was making up for all the ones he missed while he was sick, and he had a very long session - three hours today. He took plenty of breaks and drank a lot of water. But he definitely worked very hard.
I called to check in on Grayson and Davis answered his phone - his voice sleepy. I grinned when I heard him. Apparently they're all at my house, and they're doing fine.
Davis told me that the police also called Grayson to inform him they had picked Randy up and charged him with domestic violence. There was even talk of an attempted murder charge, though they're not sure if they could make that stick. Grayson was simply relieved that Randy was no longer a free man.
Now I'm sitting on the couch journaling away while Daniel is plugging away at his various routines in his office. The last few days have been crazy. And I'm looking forward to some quiet ones.
Well, I need to get back to studying.
Till next time.