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Copyright 2007: str8mayb –– that means the story is copyrighted by me in 2007. Do not re-post without my written permission.

There is also sexual child abuse in this story. It is not described in detail. It is in no way meant as a turn on but as an explanation and motivation, to the characters. The author is appalled by this type of behavior and in absolutely no way condones it. Where possible the guilty do suffer, one of the perks of fiction, the bad guys lose. Although this is posted in Adult – Youth do not expect hot sex.

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Chapter 17

Andy was returning to bed after responding to one of the younger boy's, Tym's, nightmare. When he entered his bedroom Jimmy was sitting up waiting for him to return.

Jimmy took a calming breath, "Andy, can we talk?"

Andy looked over at the clock, 5:12, glowed in large red numbers. He sat on the bed and took off his prosthetic foot. "Sure, little buddy. You can always talk to me."

"You know about all the stuff I did before coming here?" Jimmy asked.

"Kind'a. Your dad told me some, but no details or anything."

"Well, I guess, well..." Jimmy ran out of courage and just stopped.

Andy settled into bed and pulled Jimmy into a comfortable hug. "Jimmy, I've been doing a lot of thinking. I know you want some things and I think I want them too, I mean thinking about it makes me harder than granite." Jimmy groaned and buried his head in Andy's shoulder. "Yeah, exactly. It's just that, well, I'm new at this and I'm not sure I'm ready for all that."

A muffled, "Really?" came from Jimmy.

"Yeah, really."

"I thought older guys, your age, wanted more...I mean when I was on the road, the young guys would do me three or four times a session and do that three times a day."

Now it was Andy's turn to groan. "Ah, well, T M I." Andy calmed himself, "I guess we need to set some ground rules for each other. What is the thing you want the most?"

Jimmy thought for a minute, then whined, "Just one thing?"

"Yeah, if we did one thing, what would you want?"

"A blow job, I guess."

Andy choked, then in a squeaky voice he croaked, "You want me to suck your dick?"

Jimmy lost it and started giggling, "Nooooooo, I wwant ttooo ssuucckkkk yyoouuurrrr'ssss."

Andy nearly shot off right then at the thought of Jimmy sucking him. "Oh..." Andy swallowed, "You sure?"

"Yeah, I really miss doing that." His mind raced over all the things he liked about doing it, "Oh, yeah!" Jimmy was extremely excited.

"What do I have to do?" Andy asked cautiously.

"Nothin'." Jimmy said, and disappeared under the sheets.

It didn't take long and Andy was recovering from the most fantastic experience he had ever had. Jimmy cuddled up and kissed Andy on the lips and said, "Thank you, Andy."

Andy hugged Jimmy, "I really don't know what to say. That was the most extraordinary thing I've ever had done to me."

Jimmy hugged Andy again and smiling ear to ear, drifted back to sleep. Andy lay there thinking about the situation he was in. How did this fit in with who he was? His emotions were in a turmoil; he should feel guilty because he just did sex stuff with a much younger boy, he felt great about what he had just done, his real father would have condemned him for what he just did; his new dad and Jimmy's dad were understanding and, like, accepting of this, most of all Jimmy did it on his own and really seemed to love it. Love it? Or love him?

How was Andy feeling about Jimmy? He liked him, for sure. He really cared about him. He wanted what was best for him. There was something else he didn't recognize, some feeling he hadn't had before. It had something to do with Jimmy being younger. Andy liked younger boys. He was a Den Chief which meant he worked with boys in the Cub Scouts, teaching them things. He didn't have this feeling for them. He loved his new brothers, Mitch and Travis, but he didn't have this feeling for them either. Whatever this was, Andy knew it was special and that somehow his life had just changed forever. As he slipped into sleep he smiled; it was a change for the better.


Later, at breakfast, all the kids were talking about how kewl their new computers were. Adam was asked a whole bunch of questions about how to do different things; he finally got everyone's attention. "All of you have a state of the art computer and it is linked to 'Philip' the AI we all know and love. If there is something you want to do, ask 'Philip'."

Todd spoke up, "Right! How do we ask?"

Adam rolled his eyes dislodging his right contact and had to blink several times to get it back in place. "Ask, as in say, ''Philip', how do I do so and so."

'That depends on whether you mean to use a needle or plow.' {Jeez, sew a button or sow seeds...DUH!}

Some of the younger kids frowned, obviously not getting it, but the adults and older kids laughed.

Adam retorted, "Very punny, 'Philip'."

Todd grinned evilly, "Alright! That could work."

Adam grinned back, "I'll warn you now, some sites are blocked due to their content."

David asked, "What about 'Goos'?"

'Never fear, David, The Dragon Earl Universe is open to you.'

"Good, I was worried... just worried about Just'." {Str8mayb grins at TSL}


Tom and Leo had asked Ed, Alice, Lee and Linda to join them in Tom's office after breakfast. Tom started off, "As parents, we have a challenge before us, and I think we need to have a unified logical plan."

Linda rolled her eyes, "Oh, God, Tom! What have they done now?"

"Easy, Dear," Lee said, patting her arm.

Dr. Turnman took up the explanation about Patty and Monty and Andy and Jimmy. Alice and Ed frowned, Linda scowled and Lee held his expression as neutral as he could. When the doctor had finished, Lee started the discussion, "So? What's the concern with Andy and Jimmy?"

Linda smacked his arm.

"Ouch! Hey that hurt!"

"What's the concern?!?! Andy is sixteen and Jimmy is ten!" Linda shouted at her spouse of twenty four hours.

"He'll be eleven in a few months..." Lee defended himself from another smack.

"And Andy will be seventeen a couple months after that!" Linda pointed out loudly.

Tom looked at Leo, "Gee, this is going well, isn't it?"

"Better we get all this out before confronting the kids." Leo said, giving Tom's hand a squeeze.

Ed now jumped into it with, "Well, your BOYS won't get PREGNANT!!!"

Leo leaned back, "Here we go."

For the next five minutes, Tom and Leo sat quietly while the other four went at each other. Finally, as the tempers cooled, Tom cleared his throat and all eyes focused on him. "Okay, now that we got all of that out of our systems, we need to discuss what we are going to do."

Linda said, "We put a stop to it immediately."

Lee patted her knee, "Honey, that won't do anything but hurt the boys. Andy is the pursued, here. He is not the aggressor and what about Jimmy what would that do to him?"

"Well, well...What do you think we should do?" Her question was directed more at Tom than Lee.

Ed chimed in, "Yeah, Tom, it's your boy that is trying to get my girl pregnant!"

Alice tried to calm Ed, "Now part of this is my fault. I told the doc to give her the pill, if she asked. I would rather she not have sex, but if she is going to, I don't want her pregnant so young. It can really ruin her life, I know that for sure."

"But she is only thirteen!" Ed cried.

Leo pointed out, "So is Monty."

"What does that have to do with anything!?" Ed exclaimed.

"Everything and nothing." Tom said quietly. "Look, we have a very unusual set of circumstances here. If the other partner in either case was the aggressor, we would all know exactly what to do. However, we have two kids that have been used as sex toys and they are seeking to regain themselves. So far, they are acting very responsibly. Andy came and talked to me about Jimmy. He has some very deep and tender feelings for him and if I don't miss my guess, he is very close to being in love with him, if he isn't already."

Lee interjected, "Jimmy, came and talked to me. I think you are right about those two. Jimmy told me about his experiences and that would have destroyed most kids his age, but he has held it together and now he actually thinks he has a future. He just doesn't think he deserves it."

Alice asked, "How could he not think he deserves it?"

Leo answered, "The same way Patty doesn't think she deserves it either. Don't let that front she puts up fool you. She is one scared little girl. Her mother and stepfather mistreated her, used her ruthlessly with no concern for her feelings. She was a weapon used against Ed. She was told over and over she was worthless except as a sex object and punching bag. Now she is surrounded by this huge loving family and she just doesn't believe it's real, or that it will last. She has reached out and made a real connection with Monty and he with her. Frankly, I am certain that they are good for each other. They are convincing each other that they are valuable human beings, at least to each other. We need to be very careful how we handle this, or we will destroy them."

Linda had tears in her eyes, "You're right, of course, Leo. Besides, if we prohibit them that will just make them want it that much more."

"So, what do you suggest we do?" Lee asked.

Tom smiled, "Leo and I talked about this a lot last night. We think we should all meet with the kids and let them know we understand, that we really love and trust them, and then let them know what we would like to see happen."

Leo elbowed Tom. "Well not see, definitely NOT SEE."

All the adults laughed at that and they spent some more time discussing how the meeting should go. By the time they had calmed down and decided on their strategy, it was lunch time.


After lunch, Lee asked Linda, Martha and Nick to accompany him back to the fire site to meet with Dang Yoo Wong, his friend and architect. Soon they were standing on the grounds that once had Lee's Grandfather's house on it, a house that he had loved so much, a house that held so many wonderful memories, and now it was all gone. They stood there, looking at the tarp covered site.

Lee sighed, "It's all gone, wiped away in one big inferno, and all done to kill any witnesses to the horrible things done by a madman.

Grandpa Pollux worked so hard to build that house and support himself, especially after his twin died."

Linda put her arm around her newly wed husband's waist, "It's amazing the things we learn, I have known you since we were kids, and I didn't know he was a twin."

Yeah, he had an identical twin who died of Polio in the late forties. It wasn't something he talked about much. He told me about him when I found the trains in the basement and wanted to play with them." Lee's thoughts drifted back to when he was twelve.

* * * Yup, Flashback time * * *

"Hey, Granpa, what's in these boxes?" Lee asked.

"Oh my, I haven't looked at those since I packed them up after Mark died." The 48 year old grandfather said to his 12 year old grandson, as tears threatened to fill his eyes.

"Who was Mark?"

"He was my twin brother. He died when we were only fourteen. He got a real bad case of Polio and it took him. I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to him; they had him in the isolation ward in the hospital and they said I was too young to see him. I guess I was lucky that we didn't have to be together to know each other's thoughts. He knew I wanted to be there and he was glad I wasn't cause he didn't want me getting sick like him. When he died, playing with any of this stuff just wasn't fun anymore. I put away all those trains we got that special Christmas, and I haven't seen them since."

"That's a sad story, Grampa," Lee said.

"Well, he's still with me. I still feel him watching over me. He is just biding time and we will be together again one of these days. I guess I can wait. It took me awhile to realize he was still there. Your grandmother helped me see that. She went a long way toward helping me fill the hole in my soul and then she made me realize he was still there with me. You know, he sure would like to see our trains run again. Do you think you might be interested in helping?"

"Really!?! That would be so cool. Where can we set them up?"

"How about we carry them into that shelter and set 'em up in there?"

Lee spent many a day in the fallout shelter with his grandfather, running those trains, becoming closer, loving each other, and making a bond that lasted a lifetime. Lee learned a lot about life talking to this man while playing with the trains.

* * * That about wraps it up, so, back to the present * * *

Lee came back to his senses. He blew his nose and wiped his eyes. "Nick, thank you for covering everything with the tarps. At least that will limit the water damage some. I guess we need to think about just {No, TSL not Just'} what we all need. Nick, would you consider having your office here? It would be nice to have you close by, and I know Martha would love to have you around."

"I really hadn't thought about that, but then maybe Martha could answer the phone when I was out, if she wasn't busy with the boys that is, of course." Nick answered, smiling, with a far away look in his eyes. "Gawd, and to think that I thought she was gone, and I had lost her forever. I don't think I would have been able to go on without her."

Lee then turned to Linda, "What about you, Sweetheart? You want to work here too?"

"I could have an office here, but I will still have to spend time in the central office to coordinate The Tri-County Area. But a lot of the work could be done from a home office... Yes, I like that idea a lot. I think that might work quite well."

Lee grinned. And before he could say more, a 1968 Buick Le Saber restored to original condition except for the 'muscle' engine, pulled onto the property. The driver's door of the 'Le Mons Blue' beauty opened and Dang Yoo got out, giving the others a glimpse of the immaculate white leather interior. Nick was salivating just looking at the beautiful dream car.

Dang Yoo covered the distance to Lee very quickly, "What is going on!?! Who is this Philip, person? Come on, π, I want answers here, now."

"'Phillip'?" the other four chorused.

"Yes, Philip! He sent me this e-mail," Dang Yoo held out a sheet of paper.

Lee took it and read it aloud.

Dear Mr. Wong.

It is my understanding that you will be the one responsible for the design and construction of the home of Mr. Lee Harris and my twin sons. I want them to have the very best and I want you to understand that no expense is to be spared. Please let me know if I have missed any expense that you have incurred.

Your bank account will be credited with six thousand eight hundred thirty two dollars and seventeen cents, first thing this morning to cover design expenses to date. I trust that you will use due diligence to expedite the reconstruction as quickly as possible.



"Dang you, Dang Yoo, you were charging me for the designs!" Lee said, trying to sound shocked, and not giggle.

"I'd have covered costs in the construction; I'm not a stupid Chinaman."

Linda was giggling, "You are anything but stupid, Dang. Why I remember the time when you bought all those..."

Dang Yoo cut her off, "Never mind, Linda, no use bringing up all that again. And the deposit mentioned in 'Philip's' E mail was made exactly to the penny!"

Lee handed back the paper, "I would recommend that you don't argue with this 'Philip'. I'm afraid he will win any argument you have. Besides, there is no telling when he'll have another project that needs filling, and if your work pleases him, I am sure that you will get a lot more work in the future."

The next hour or so was spent carefully looking over the sight. Dang looked under the tarp in several places and finally asked, "What in the world is all this and what are you doing with it?"

Lee looked kind of guilty, "I don't know, and I don't know. The Aunts and Uncles all used to store their stuff in the cellar, whenever they had something they didn't have room for, and well, since they are all dead now, I guess it belongs to me, but I'm afraid that I have no idea what is down there. I guess we need to get everything out of there and sort through it so we can make some decisions."

Dang asked, "Can you use the barn to put it in? I will need this space here cleared, so we can build. If the new house is bigger, do you want a bigger basement?"

Lee looked at Linda, she replied, "Yes, I think that would be best. I was wondering about a heated indoor swimming pool for the boys to use in the winter, would it work down here, or just adjoining the house?"

"I will look at that. It might be very nice in the basement, if you don't require a high dive or full Olympic size."

Lee added, "Well a nice slide for the boys would be nice, and it doesn't have to be real deep. I'd like to be able to swim some laps, but they don't have to be regulation length, just enough for good exercise for my back. I can't believe how wonderful all this is turning out, after all that has happened. We could all have been killed in here, and yet somehow we were safe."

The discussion then went to the office needs of Nick and Linda and Dang asked about Martha's as house keeper and of course if Lee needed his own space. The big clash came when discussing the kitchen Nick and Martha agreed on absolutely nothing. Nick insisted on professional chef quality equipment and utensils, and Martha, dear sweet Martha, wanted a 100% all American 'Molly Homemaker' Kitchen, when they were finished, Dang promised detailed drawings in the next day or two.

The two couples returned to Haven in plenty of time for Dinner.

At About two o'clock, while the adults were away, Adam remembered what Mr. Frank had said yesterday at the end of the sleigh ride. "Hey, everybody! Mr. Frank said he had some presents for us. Let's go see what he has." That got most of them moving except Andy, Mitch and Travis.

Todd noticed first, "Hey! You guys, too. Come on."

It wasn't long and everyone was bundled up and headed for the Barn. The four dogs went along too. Max and Walter were becoming pals but Ginger was the undisputed leader of the pack. Once inside the stable, Walter went exploring and meeting the equestrian residents.

Mr. Frank greeted the kids, "Well hello, I think what you all are looking for is in the tack room. Ben and Nathan have been going nuts in there waiting for you guys to get here."

Sure enough, when they opened the tack room, Nathan and Ben nearly attacked them. There was a large stack of boxes with names written on them. Each boy (or girl) had a box, even Andy, Mitch, Travis and Tym. Inside each box was a saddle, bridle, saddle pad, halter, curry brush, a set of chaps and riding helmet. Most of the helmets were designed to look like cowboy hats. Andy, Mitch and Travis had standard 'English saddles' and traditional riding helmets. They were excited with those too since they had never even been on a horse.

Frank then called for everyone's attention. "Now the door back there leads to the new Private Tack Room. Each of you has an assigned place in there for your saddle and other gear. I expect it to be maintained, and I will check it out periodically to make sure. Your helmets and chaps may be stored there or you can keep them with you, that is up to you. Once the ground clears, you can go riding outside the corral."

The kids began transferring their tack to the new room. Each place had a wooden sign with their name on it. Samuel had been busy in here. Each saddle was put up just as they had been taught.

Andy, Mitch, Travis and Tym transferred their gear until Mr. Frank called them into his office. "Okay boys, I understand you will be staying here for awhile and then will be attending the school here even after you move back home."

Andy answered, "Yes sir."

"Good. Now, have any of you had any experience riding?" Frank asked.

Andy paled as his motorcycle accident flashed before his eyes He felt again the loss of his father and his foot (that was missing) began to ache. Travis saw the transformation and took Andy's hand, "Horses, Andy, he means riding horses."

Andy took a couple of deep breaths and regained his composure. "No, sir."

Mitch and Travis agreed. Tym just stood there wide eyed and quiet.

"Okay, I'll get you in the beginner's class and when you complete that, if you want to continue, I'll see you get outfitted like the bunch out there. The gear I gave you is used, and I'll get you new at that point."

"Deal," they chorused. Even Tym nodded his head.

As they were leaving, Travis spotted the model plane on Mr. Frank's Desk. "Wow, a Corsair, just like my model, Kewl. Brian said you had one."

Mr. Frank saw the wonder in the boy's eyes. "Yeah, that was a Christmas present to my father when he was little. It got broken that same day, by a bully and the bully had to give my dad his present, these horses." Mr. Frank indicated the very worn wooden horses on his bookshelf in a place of honor. "Dad loved those horses and decided to be a horse trainer instead of a fighter pilot. So all in all, things turned out good. Do you want to borrow that while you do your model?"

"Could I? Really? Oh, thank you Mr. McNeil." Travis said, nearly jumping up and down with excitement...

"You boys can call me Mr. Frank like everybody else. When you say Mr. McNeil, I want to look for my dad." Frank smiled and handed Travis the cast metal plane model with the props broken off.

Travis took the plane and held it like it was a lost treasure. "Thank you, Mr. Frank. I'll take real good care of it. I want to paint mine to look just like this." He was examining every detail of the plane.

Travis took the model right up to his room and placed it on the dresser next to the statue of the Herald and Companion.

When dessert was almost finished, Tom said, "After the table is cleared; Patty, Monty, Andy and Jimmy, would you please come to the library. This is private business and 'Philip' will stop us if anyone tries to eavesdrop on us. So the rest of you make yourselves scarce."

There was a loud chorus of OOOOOOOOOOOOOO's from the other kids.

"Don't get your hopes up; no one's in trouble." Tom told them.

When the four kids entered the library, Tom and Leo had brought two tables together and had the chairs arranged two on three sides and four on the other side. Tom and Leo sat facing the four youths and with Linda and Lee sitting nearest Andy and Alice and Ed sitting closest to Patty.

Tom began the meeting, "First, kids, let me reassure you that you are not in any kind of trouble. We are not angry in any way. We are concerned, and want you to be aware of our feelings and concerns."

All four kids took a deep breath and nodded.

"Both couples of you are in a similar situation. One of you in each relationship has been severely abused and the other is relatively innocent. In both cases the aggressor, so to speak, is the one that was abused. This puts us in a very unusual situation as parents. On the one hand, we would like our children to be innocent and protected; on the other hand, we want them to feel loved and be happy. However, in your situations, we can't have both. We understand the need that Patty and Jimmy have to feel love and to reclaim themselves from the abusers they have previously experienced. On the other hand, Monty and Andy are a bit overwhelmed by the situation they find themselves in. We, the parents, want to reach a set of guidelines that you can follow, that will meet your needs and assure us that you are safe. I'll shut up now and let you respond. Please be honest, we are not going to go ballistic, I promise." Tom said, looking at Ed when he made his last comment.

Jimmy spoke first, "Andy can't do anything to me that hasn't been done before."

Andy said, "Jimmy, I don't want to do anything to you."

Jimmy looked at him in shock and tears began to run down his cheeks.

"Stop. Hear me out. I don't want to do it TO you I want to do it WITH you. I care about you and it is more important to me that you feel good than that I do. I can get my jollies all by myself. If you are doing it and enjoying it, then my pleasure is like, quadrupled. This morning was absolutely the most amazing thing I have ever experienced, but only because you wanted to do it, and enjoyed doing it." Andy hugged a wide eyed Jimmy, and the adults all blushed. "I hope you can understand that."

Jimmy hugged Andy back and was sobbing into his chest.

Linda wiped her eyes, "That was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. I'm wondering if we are really the adults here. I think my new son has put us all to shame."

Ed was the next to put his two cents worth in. "Monty and Patty, Alice and I have some concerns that the parents of the other couple don't have. I have come to understand the situation, but there is still the risk of pregnancy here to consider. I know you can use the pill; I do not want to know if you are, that is up to you. Please remember, though, that even the pill is not fool proof, taken properly, it is 95% effective which means five of every one hundred girls using it, become pregnant anyway. Condoms used by the boys are only 90% effective, due to breakage and defects. You two are really special, and we do not want to see your lives hindered by a baby at your age. We had our children way too young. Don't take that in any way to mean that we are sorry we had the children we have, and we love you both, but we both wished we had been a bit older though, before starting our families. We definitely would have been with different partners... I think I'm making a mess of this..." Ed trailed off dejectedly.

Patty got up and went to him, giving him a gentle hug, "No Daddy, you did just fine. I know now, how much you really do love me. I really need to find out some things, though. I need to reclaim myself, on my own terms. Monty really cares for me and he is the first person I have ever been able to talk about things with. I just can't talk to you or Mama Alice about some of this; it's just way too personal. We will be careful, I promise, and maybe I don't need to do everything right yet."

Monty sighed with relief.

Patty looked at him, "I think we need to talk some more."

Monty answered, "Yeah, we do."

Quiet descended on the room. Leo finally said, "Okay, now we know about where we all are on this. I think you kids already know that any of us are willing to talk to you, or we can have another group meeting like this one, if that is more comfortable for you. I would like for the four of you to sit and share feelings and ideas with each other. I think you can help each other through the tough times you will surely have."

The adults all sighed and got up and left the four kids sitting there. When they were alone, Monty groaned, "Shit, how are we supposed to act when the 'rents know!"

"Yeah, this is really weird." Jimmy agreed.

Andy said, "You know that last thing the Doc said, about us four talking, was a damn good idea. I bet Monty feels as lost and overwhelmed as I do."

"Damn straight! I mean I really want to do the stuff Patty wants, but it like scares the shit out of me too." Monty said.

"It scares you?" Patty said. "I thought you would be all excited to get a chance to, you know..."

Andy answered, "I'm sure he is, just like I am, but we feel like we have to do it right, and that is a big responsibility and well we don't even know how. I mean that is scary as Hell. I guess you two need to be patient with us and help us learn what to do. Go slow. We have a lot to learn."

Jimmy hugged Andy, "Deal. Nice and slow. Slow and steady." He had one hand on Andy's thigh, stroking softly and having the desired effect.

"Jimmy stop that. I don't want to have to go change my pants." Andy said.

Jimmy reached up and gave 'Little Andy' a playful squeeze, but then removed his hand and let Andy deal with his own problem.

Monty and Patty giggled and the four broke up after promising to meet again in a couple of days to see how things were going.

* * * Later that same night in Dang Yoo Wong's home office * * *

A hundred ideas were running through Dang's head and he decided to get up so he didn't disturb his wife. He was sitting at his computer using his drafting program. He was designing the section of Lee's new house, with the boys' rooms. He had things pretty well done when he looked at the monitor and noticed that the walls were moving. The twins' room went from being a nice ten by twelve foot room to a twelve by sixteen, no, they were still changing...Good lord a suite with a fourteen by twenty foot bedroom, bathroom with deluxe shower that was big enough for six...

Dang watched as his plans morphed into... into... well, that! "What in the world is going on?"

His computer replied, 'I'm fixing the things you have overlooked.'

Dang blinked, looked at the clock, 11:46. "I must have dozed off."

'No, you are quite awake.'

"My computer does not talk to me when I'm awake."

'Does it talk to you in your dreams?'

"Ah, no."

'There you go. Now about my sons' rooms, we will design it as a suite so that as long as they wish to share, they may, and if they decide later to have separate rooms and some privacy, they can do that.'

"Yes, that is a good feature. Why are you moving the door to the other boy's room?"

'You placed it further away from the elevator, why should he have to walk further than necessary?'

"Elevator? And what are you doing with this room?"

'A four story building with handicapped residents requires elevators for complete access. That room is for the new son they will be adding soon.'

"Lee and Linda are having a baby!?!"

'Hmm, a possibility I had not considered, Perhaps we need to extend...'

Dang Yoo watched as the plans again morphed and changed and developed. He thought these were really good ideas and he hoped he remembered them in the morning, once he woke up. This was by far the most bizarre dream he had ever had.

"Wait, you said your sons' room. You are the third person to claim them as your sons."

'No, I'm just the second. I am 'Philip'.'

Dang Yoo passed out and didn't awaken until morning.

Author's Notes:

Well It looks like 'Philip has taken things into his own hands and is taking a big byte out of Dang's job. I wonder if it was a hard drive from Haven to the Wong place. Oh what a tangled web...

So there will be a new boy? Hmm, what does 'Philip' know that I don't? Hey Darryl! 'Philip' been talking to you? I think he and Travis are up to something and I'll bet Neal is involved. When did I loose control? Oh, right Chapter One. I forgot there for a minute. I think I'd better go take a nap then get started on Chapter 18, I want to find out more about this new boy and what kinds of things is 'Philip putting in his room.

Let me know what you are thinking str8mayb@paddedroom.us

Editor's Notes:

Going to see the damage that was done to Lee's property was a Site that made eyes sore. That flashback about the trains and Lee's Grandfather was very touching. I used up a bunch of Kleenex on that and a few other places as well. It sure looks like 'Philip' is going to make sure that Lee's new place will be properly designed and that all possibilities are taken into account. What did he mean when he mentioned a new boy? Hmmmm. Has he donated more sperm? What does he know that we don't? I trust 'Philip' to make good decisions, so I guess we will just have to wait and see what he has in mind.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher Radiorancher@crackerwriter.us

'Goos's' Editor's Notes:

I can't wait to see what 'Philip' and Dang You [Or is it Dang Me?] have come up for Lee and Linda's new house. TSL and I have given up trying to figure out where these two stories are going. Str8mayb has almost as many subplots going as TSL. They both give me a headache and a Dragon Sized Headache is nothing to sneeze at.

I made TSL let me write these Editor's Notes so I could properly thank Str8mayb for publicizing me and my story. So Str8mayb thank you very much for all you have done for me. TSL has added you as a character to my story and has worked some mention of your stories into "The Dragon Earl Universe". It has been my pleasure to edit this chapter.

Til we fly again,

'Goos' for The Story Lover