Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2010 21:58:26 -0700
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Jonathan & Coary 11

Jonathan & Cory
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


11:  Meeting the Fan Demand

Cory's fans were clamoring for more pictures of him.  John knew that most
of his admires would be boy lovers, mostly older man with a boy in their
lives and contemporaries, teens that thought it was cool.  He was most
surprised at the demographics when reviewing them.  The split was about one
third each: older men, teens and people in his age bracket.  The gender
split was also very interesting.  The teens were sixty percent females, the
adults 55% males and the older group 75% males.  The teens were paying cash
through "Pay Pall", the over 25's credit cards.

A goodly number of hits and emails were coming from younger teens who were
not subscribers.  Kevin thought they should try some kind of more
affordable subscription for the young teens.  Perhaps a "by set" fee, at a
very low price.  The manager told him the "pay pall" commission and
overhead would cost about a dollar so they could charge $5 and take 4 to
the bank.

Kevin called a management meeting of: himself, Myron, John, the site
manager and Brenda.  Cory insisted he sit in.  It turned out a good idea.
Cory thought that by offering these one off, one time downloads, of
specific sets, it would satisfy many of his fans.  He thought it might
bring in many new ones.  The manager thought so too.  She believed the
operational overhead and commission would be about 65¢, leaving 35¢ as a
model royalty, since these were one offs.  The subscription system works a
little differently for them.

Brenda was impressed with her thinking and concern for the models.  She
smiled, "That was Cory's idea."  Everyone looked at Cory.

"I thought it would build model loyalty and encourage more of them to
interact with the fans like I do."

"I agree but we need to manage this.  I suggest the sets become available
as one offs, only after they have been available to subscribers for at
least two months.  We don't want the subscriber base to erode.  We haven't
been in business all that long yet but it appears 80% of our subscribers
are on going.  Only 20% are just for one month."  Myron said, with Kevin
agreeing.

The manager would write up something and Cory could make the announcement
just as soon as arrangements were ready.  Cory also wanted to bring up the
overwhelming requests for more pictures of himself.  "Most of those
requests are coming over the emails and tweets.  From what they are saying,
they are less interested in the art pictures of me then just me, being me.
Candid snapshots and casual poses stuff like that."

John thought for a moment.  It seemed like forever, since no one was
speaking and John just sat staring off.  "How about a series of pictures of
you and some of your non-model friends.  Cory at school, Cory at the beach,
Cory swimming and so on," John suggested.  Brenda quickly added, "Cory
cleaning his room."

Cory's response to that, "Mom....!"

I could hire some of the second year students at the technical college to
follow you around and make up these different series.  We could post them
in the public area.  That would give an opportunity to the young would be
professionals to practice their skills and showcase their work.  They could
also write a short accompanying text about their experience of following
you around for part of a day.  Lets say ten frames and or a two minute max
video clip, each subject.  We would pay them but not union scale.

If I call one or two of my former instructors, I'll bet this could be off
the ground in a few days," John suggested.

Kevin thought it would work but someone needed to manage it.  They tossed
around who that might be.  Cory and John were thinking more with the head
between their legs then the one on their shoulders.  Neither one expressed
themselves on this in the meeting.  Later in privet they confirmed to the
other, that if Cory and by implication John, was to work closely with a
coordinator, they hoped it would translate into some good sex.

Myron thought one of Tyler's friends might have, "just the right skill
set."  He would check into it.  All decided Kevin and John could make the
final decision on that.

......................

Mat began working in earnest on the financing and adding detail to the
business plan.  Leah began assembling the core of the models and the school
began working on its parts.  Mat wanted to raise an initial 5 million in
privet placements from a very limited number of investors.  He used the
limited partnerships model, forming share blocks of fifty thousand each,
figuring forty investors or 2 million shares at $2.50/share.  He proposed a
limit of five blocks to any one investor.  His off shore company would take
2 blocks, he was sure many of his friends would take between one and five.

Myron, Brenda, William and several other lawyers, John and Marcel were all
in for 8.  He had 25 blocks accounted for with only a few phone calls.  He
would keep 5 blocks aside to serve as partial compensation for the senior
executrices, reducing the first year's operating cash outlay.  This would
also give these usually greedy people, a real incentive to work hard.  He
had friends, who had friends.

Mat, like the others, expected to be paid well for their professional work,
they also knew with such a limited number of shares out, the longer term
payoff was going to be huge.

............

John would start to interview for the Audacious Club candidates.  He
started with his list of models.  Leah made some recommendations and John
put the jungle telegraph into action.  By the end of the first week he had
located prospective models or actors who fit the size.  Of them: four were
under long term contract to others, three not interested period, 5 hetro
only but would appear alone if that was acceptable.  They spread about a 20
year age range.  Some were twinks other bears, most in the middle.  He
found that the girth might need to be flexible but the length minimum
needed to be firm.  He found several not yet 18 and put them off until they
were 18.  These three all committed to visit him first.

It did look like the Audacious Club idea had legs as well as cocks.  It
dawned on John, the company did not yet have a name.  He proposed Image
Inc.  Mat did a name search and found it available.  Image Inc. it would
be.

.............

November travel plans were now set and everything was being put into place.
The advertising stuff was all shot.  Most seasonal stuff needed to be ready
for a mid November launch anyway.  It only took two weeks to shoot 12 of
the Cory the Boy series and they would be rolled out starting the first
week in November.

John would be recruiting for the all of his porn ventures while on this
trip.  He needed some new faces and cocks and thought South America and
Australia, New Zealand and South East Asia were prime areas.

Cory needed a more qualified touter to supervise his studies while he was
away.  John figured a little supervision when in town would be good too.
He started asking, stating with John Senior.  Senior gave him the name of a
recent graduate but said little else about the young man, except he would
probably consider a part time touter's position.

Beethoven's Fifth sounded, "John Cuttler Junior, at your service."

"Hello John, it's Norman Kaminski returning your call."

"Thank you Norman, as I said in my message I am looking for a qualified
touter for my 14 year old assistant, Cory."

"I am qualified, that is I have my teachers certificate but I only have one
year of teaching experience.  I'm not sure you want me to be teaching
someone as young as fourteen."

"My father, John Cuttler Senior, Principal Cuttler suggested you."

"He did, he is the one who suggested I should resign as a classroom teacher
in the first place?"

"I guess my dad did not think you were cut out for that but must feel you
are capable of tutoring Cory or he would not have suggested you.  What was
his reasoning?"

"I guess someone recognized me as a part time porn actor.  He thought it
best for me to get out of the school system."

"Okay, I can understand that.  He must feel you have the ability.  It is a
matter of time of course?"

"Oh, I have the time, my work is not all that steady.  I think you should
know that I have a strong propensity toward Cory's age group."

"Boys or girls?"

"Both but I have a small bias toward girls."

"Cory sleeps with me but we are not so selfish as to reject a three way,
now and again," John said, with a little chuckle in this voice.  This
continued a little longer and Norman agreed to come for an interview and to
meet Cory.  John also directed him to Cory's Friends and JTP.  Getting some
references to Normas previous, non teaching work.  His stage name is Peter
Solidman.

John checked him out.  He was a smallish man, slim and fit looking, with a
fair amount of body hair, a 9 inch plus cock and huge balls that hung low.
"If he can act, I think we can use him, I think he will need to loose his
body hair and shave close, he will make a good twink" John thought.  John
was less then impressed with the quality of the productions Peter had
worked in.  He was impressed with the young man if not the values of the
directors and producers.  The stills on his web site were well enough done,
if uninspired.

"Cory don't you think you should dress?"

"Why John, I like being naked."

"Norman is coming for an interview.  I think you will like him.  He is into
young boys and girls, he told me that.  I think a little mystery is always
a good thing.  You don't want him to think you are too easy."

"That may be true, from his pictures I am sure I will and his assets are,
dare I say most interesting.  I don't think I've ever had a cock that big."

"And you will not, I repeat, not, seduce your tutor, at least until the
second lesson.  Besides I told him you were my boy but perhaps a three way
was a possibility.  I don't want him to think either of us are sluts you
know."

"Okay, how about some sexy shorts and a Tee."  Cory sidled up to John and
pressing his body against him they kissed most passionately.  John's hands
kneading Cory's pert butt in the process.

"Cory shorts, not the miniscule work outs," John quipped.

John introduced Cory and they chatted for a while.  Norman wanted to learn
about Cory's academic needs, the time required, the remuneration and simple
things like that.  Cory was more interested in how quickly he would get
Norman in his bed, this John could tell.  For John's part he was only
interested in how long he could keep Norman to himself, not that he didn't
want to share with Cory.  He was just being a little jealous.  None of that
was said, however.

Norman had looked at Cory's friends.  He was most impressed by Cory and his
friends.  Norman was prepared to revise his age of focus upwards.  These
models were hot as hell even with all their cloths on.  He wondered if some
of Cory's local female friends might not be good targets.  None of that was
said either.  Norman, during his brief time in the school system took great
pains not to interact sexually with any underaged and specifically his
students.  As a pedophile he was still in the closet.

Cory and John reviewed the present schooling situation and some of his
recent work.  Norm, he asked them to call him, was pleased for the most
part but did identify several areas that needed more effort, specifically
math and non human biology.

They settled on two half days a week when in town and internet conferencing
when away, same two half days a week.  Norm is to invoice Cory's trust fund
and start next week.

"Does Peter have an agent," John asked?  Cory looked puzzled not knowing
Norman had a stage name or why he wasn't actively teaching.

"Let me put my actor/model hat on.  Yes, Peter has an agent but he has not
had all that much work in the last six months."

"JTP is looking for some new models and we have some exciting new ventures
on the horizon.  Why not contact Kevin, my business manager, I am sure
something like an exclusive, for say 6 months, can be arranged," John
suggested.

"If you haven't had any real work in six months then I think you should
look at a new agent before you talk to Kevin and JTP.  Here is my mom's
business card, this firm is good if you need help in contract
rearrangements," Cory offered.  ..............

The small guest photographer weekly spots on Cory's Life, proved to be a
major hit.  The quality of the work was good and much proved very
innovative.  The fan reaction was extraordinary and Cory quickly realized
he would not be able to respond to all the emails.  Since several of the
bloggers had picked up on it the number of hits had exploded.

Kevin through they should form a fan club with a small annual fee.  The fee
could cover the cost of having several of his friends ghost write the
answers.  In addition, the club could arrange for fans in a given place to
meet Cory in person, when he visited those places.  He also suggested the
fan club run its own blog.

Myron suggested that a couple of select sponsors be found to cover the cost
of these meetings and so on.  He thought sponsors on the blog pages would
be easy and it would probably pay its own way.  Cory did not like the idea
of having his responses or "his blog", ghost written.  He thought it better
if a few of his friends were paid to answer them, as just that, friends.
The blog could be run by the "fan club", "does that mean I get a
publicist?"

John suggested that if the "friends" were to see something they could not
answer or had other serious implications, that they could direct them to
the Fan Club management and Cory.

"If you have a publicist you will need to talk frequently with that
person," John reminded him.

Kevin and Myron would work up a blog/publicity business plan.  If all went
well, the process could be up and running in a matter or weeks.
.................

Beethoven's 5th sounded.  "John your boy has this emptiness and you just
got to come an fill it," Cory pleaded.

"I'm almost done here, how about you make lunch for us and we can go
swimming.  I'm sure the pool will be mostly empty."

"Okay, lunch on the way.  I'm just so lonely John."

"I'll be their soon and moderate that feeling."

Cory went into the bedroom, slipped out of his shorts, inserted a prostate
stimulator in his anus, slipped on a bright red sports jock and slowly
rubbing his hand across his body, admiring himself in the full length
mirror.  "Yes, I am one sexy boy," he thought.  He tugged his package,
"that will give the girls sticky panties and boys erections."

While this was transpiring William had a court appearance postponed.
Instead of taking several hours, it took ten minutes.  He was pissed but
what could he do.  The other side was not ready and the judge had little
choice.  That is the way these civil cases often go.  He picked up his
brief case and headed for the office.  Stopping for a coffee at one the
little shops near the court house, he looked at this blackberry.  Checking
his appointments, nothing important was scheduled for the afternoon and now
he had free time in the late morning.

Will punched in a secret number.  "Hi Will, I'm so glad you called," Ed
gushed.  Will had given Ed a cell phone.

"I had a court cancelation are you available for lunch?"

"Of course, I'm always available for you," Ed replied, thinking, "in more
ways then you probably imagine."

Will had already had most of those thoughts.  He was not prepared to make
any moves on Ed.  He just couldn't bring himself to do that but he had set
himself up, if Ed came to him, he would respond.  He managed to rationalize
his situation.

He knew Brenda's biological clock was ticking and she was looking for
another child before it was to late.  They would get married in the new
year.  He needed to prepar himself for the role of parent.  That
oversimplifies the emotional and inteluctual masinations William went
throught.  William's decision was anything but simple to reach but simple
to articulate.  He would not pressure the boy, he would not reject any
advances made, he would as is courting him.  He would simply let what ever
was to happen, happen he rationalized.

John got home to find Cory had not only prepared a lovely lunch of high
protein meats and raw vegetables but himself as well.  Still dressed in his
red sports jock, as soon as John entered the kitchen, he replaced his
prostate stimulator with a carrot.  Cory stroked himself a number of time
and bent over a stool presenting his ass to his lover.  John knew his game,
using his teeth he began withdrawing the carrot by pulling some out, taking
a bite and choosing it before taking the next bit.

Once the carrot was eaten they kissed passionately, while John carried Cory
to his bed for a slow and meaningful fuck.  Cory was in absolute ecstasy as
John's member filled the void in his ass and in his emotional state.

When they arrived at the pool Ed and William were already swimming.
Swimming here needs to be qualified.  They were playing in the water, a
little swimming a lot of holding each other and even some kissing when they
thought no one was looking.  Ed was rubbing his body against Will's crotch
as often and as long as the man would allow.  He was determined to move
their relationship to the next level.  Will as we know was not prepared to
press the issue but was prepared to let Ed take the lead.

What Will, either did not know or did not consider, was the power of Ed's,
now educated ass.  Once he sunk his cock in his boy power bottom, he would
be hooked for the long haul.  That aside, Ed realized that as the game went
on, the amount, frequency and longevity of these bodily interaction was
growing almost exponentially.

John and Cory had come to swim, not fool around.  They encouraged Ed and
Will to do the same.  John saying, "leave that for the bedroom or the play
room.  Lets get our training done and get out of here, before the school
kids show up."

Cory and John did their norm 25 laps at a good but not full out pace.  Will
and Ed could not keep up with the speed and Will was not in shape to do the
distance.  Once back in the condo Ed pulled Will into the bathroom to get
the chlorine off.  Judging from the time it took and the giggling that was
taking place, Cory figured Ed was about to score with his man.  John said
nothing.

While the suites dried in the sun on the balcony, the two couples secluded
themselves in the bedrooms, for some love and passion.  Cory saw no reason
to pretend that he and John were anything other then lovers.  Ed knew it
already and Will was fucking his cousin for the first and he was dead sure,
not the last, time.

When Ed and Will finally presented themselves in the kitchen, naked as it
the norm for this place, Ed lead the way, pulling Will along, using his
penis as a handle.  John realized that William would be shy to express
affection for Ed in these social situations.  He knew Ed expected it.  He
whispered that to Cory and they began kissing and fondling each other, to
illustrate that behavior was acceptable.

He also knew and proceeded to explain to the other three, the difference
between himself and Cory and a boy's older mentor/friend and sex partner.
William understood this already, it was Ed he thought need to be reminded.
Sure there would be period of intense bonding, which would focus on sexual
encounters but that would faid to become something much larger and longer
lasting.

When Will had to leave the parting was almost awkward.  Will put on his now
dry swim suite and kissed Ed long and passionately.  Then he did something
quite unexpected.  He knelt down and kissed Ed's penis several times,
returned to his lips and departed.

Ed was beside himself.  His man had called him and wanted to spend time
with him, even getting him to skip school to do it.  He had succeeded in
seducing the man he wanted.  He had been well and lovely fucked and sucked
to three ejaculations.  He had gained more self confidence in one day then
he had in the past several months.

John and Cory had a long talk with Ed that evening.  John wanted to make
sure Ed and to some extent Cory, understood the difference between love and
sex being used in relationship building and being used as a tool.

..............

The day before they were to leave for South America, Cory had a minor but
disturbing incident.  He was leaving school, having lined up for his bus,
when a rather scruffy looking photographer, who he did not know, showed up
and started taking his picture and pictures his friends.  He did not like
this in the least and said so, turning his back toward the photographer and
moving into a group of students.  Somehow he had the presence of mind to
use his cell phone camera to take the fellow's picture, from inside the
knot of students.

The principal saw what was happening in front of his school and he didn't
like it either.  He told the secretary to call the cops and ran out to
confront the photographer.  The cops must have only been a few blocks away,
they were on the scene by the time the busses pulled up.  While the
students were loading, the cops and the principal convinced this Paparazzi
to leave and do it now.  Cory took a few more pictures through the bus
window.

The bus driver and students all wanted to know what was going on.  Cory
told them he had never seen the fellow before and everyone knew he was
obviously not shy to have his picture taken; he was not about to let any
images he did not control, circulated.

"Ah, Paparazzi," the driver said.  That made sense to most.  "A few of us
girls want to have our picture taken with you Cory," One said, "he told me
to run up and kiss you, then I too would be famous."

Cory, changed seats and kissed the girl, whose name is Sandra Ott, one he
had dated once.  "Did he write down your name," Cory asked.  She just
turned bright red realizing the situation.  "Look if you want your picture
taken with me kissing you, we can do that and publish it on my web site.
At least your name will be spelled correctly."

"I don't think my parents would like that but if you asked them."  Everyone
laughed.  Cory told them that this kind of thing might happen again and
they should come to him in advance.  "If any of you want to appear with me,
we can always do a Cory At School Part two or three or something.  If
anyone wants to take your picture and will not even ask for a model release
or pay you, don't do it."

The bus driver told Cory a car seemed to be following the bus.  Cory told
him, "I will get off at my old stop.  I sure don't want them to know where
I live."  The driver smiled and nodded.  "Nobody knows where I live right,"
he shouted.  Almost everyone said ya! In reality only a few of students did
and none of them were on this bus.  His new stop, like his old one, is a
couple of blocks for his home.

Cory called Brenda to tell her he was getting off at Uncle Marcel's, why
and to pick him up there.  She asked why he didn't call John.  "He would
probably do something he shouldn't to those Paparazzi, better he finds out
after."

"Do you want me to send William, honey?"

"No, mom I can just do my homework at Marcel's, maybe we should just have
dinner there."

"Are you up set dear?"

"No, I'm just mad and if that fellow ever gets close enough for me to grab
him, I shove his camera down his throat."

All the students near him overheard his part of the conversation.  When he
said that they cheered.  When he got off the bus he was with about 8
others.  Even though he tried to hide in the crowd the fellow in the car
saw him and pulled over.  Cory took a couple more phone pictures and
hurried the short block to Marcel's Cafe.

Marcel and his staff calmed Cory down.  The fellow was camped outside.
Cory called John to explain.  John did not tell him that Brenda had already
called him.

"I think dinner at Marcel's is a wonderful idea Cory.  You did the right
thing.  I think William and I need to speak with Mr. Paparazzi.  I think
perhaps you should speak with him as well."

"Me, why me?"

"So you can explain the facts of life as Cory sees them.  It has nothing to
do with him personally, you understand he is just doing his job.  While you
may be somewhat of a celebrity, your school mates and family are not.  If
he persists you will have him charged with stalking.  William can explain
what that means, since you are an adolescent, it has much more severe
penalties."

"I told mom, if he gets close enough, I will shove that camera down his
throat."

"I am very sure you would and can but not until the restraining order has
been issued or at least the stalking complaint has been filed."

"Oh I see.  I did take some pictures of him on my phone."

"Email them to me please.  Hang in buddy, I'll be over in 30 minutes."

The whole thing puzzled Cory.  He could not possibly see why anyone would
want pictures of him getting on a school bus.  He had not been given any of
attention from the fringe press and his name was less then well known,
except to his fans and school mates.

John could not figure it out either.  That did not mean he would not take
things seriously.  Since he couldn't figure it out, he assumed some kind of
nefarious plot must be afoot.

Just before John and William arrived, Sandra and her father, Officer Ott
came in.  Cory was surprised.  He had forgotten her father was a policeman.
Here he was, in his uniform, approaching his table.  "Is this the boy that
kissed you on the bus Sandy," he said.

"Yes daddy."  Cory did not quite know what to make of this and he was
quickly looking at all his options.

"Was it a good kiss, Sandy?"  Now she turned bright red.

"Yes daddy," she replied.

Officer Ott stuck out his had, which Cory shook.  "Good job Cory, you made
Sandra's day and if we are lucky mine too."  Cory, Sandra, Maracel and
several other just looked puzzled.  Ott pulled some papers from his pocket.

"I figure you want to file a stalking complaint and Sandy told me the
fellow is just outside, so I can serve him on the spot."

Cory showed him the pictures on his phone.  Before the papers got filled
out, William arrived and after introductions he assisted Ott.  John came in
and was also introduced, learning that Ott and Sandy's mother both had
social studies under Principal Cuttler.  Marcel made copies of the
complaint and just as Brenda arrived they went outside to confront
Mr. Paparazzi, Thomas Speck.  Ott got his name from running his license
plate and checking his drivers license picture, on his Blackberry.

"Ah, the wonders of modern technology," Marcel commented.

The little confrontation went well enough and Thomas quickly apologized.
Brenda then asked, "why is my son so interesting that you would be paid for
photographs of him getting on a school bus?"

Thomas did not know.  He showed her an email instructing him to get a
number of such photographs.  The strange part of it was most of the
requested shots were already covered in the Cory's life series, of course
most of them had not yet been published, it is a 12 week series with one
week gone.  Marcel looked closely at the email but said nothing at the
time.

Sandy and Officer Ott stayed a few minutes longer and went home.  Over
dinner Marcel informed them that the email was from a well know homophobe,
who is know for his hateful comments and questionable photography. He
published mostly on the internet but does have a news letter that is
circulated to subscribers.

They all talked about this.  Marcel suggested that these homophobes would
attack Cory by attacking Cory's Friends, because they believe it must be
associated with JTP.  Cory has gained a lot of popularity of late and this
must up set these people.  William did not contribute much to this
conversation for a long time.  When he spoke he not only got everyone's
attention but agreement.

"I think we need to preempt this with a two pronged attack.  First, Cory
should announce the incident on his site as soon as possible.  Just explain
what happened and what you did about it.  Show one of those pictures.
Don't mention the fellow's name.  Just say you asked him to leave you and
your classmates alone.  Then say, you suspect some kind of malicious and
unfounded attach on your character.  You plan to ignore any such things,
however your legal council will be watching for slanderous or libelous
statements relating to me or Cory's Friends.  If such things do take place,
please, please do not respond to them, just ignore them.  Kill it with
silence.  Don't forward or even discuss this foolishness.

Second, I think Marcel should call his contacts at Rainbow Press.  The best
defense against this kind of thing, is a very vigorous offense.  Jonathan
and Cory will be traveling tomorrow, so they will need to interview Marcel,
myself and perhaps Officer Ott.  Again we must tightly control the message
and make sure what ever is said, is both factual and accurate.

We just need to keep saying we expect an attack from these hate motivated
people.  We will not respond to it unless liable or slander laws have been
breached and then only in court.  What ever is said by them, will be false
and inaccurate.  We expect Cory's and John's own published materials have
been purposely misquoted or maliciously edited."

"What do we do if someone wants to interviewer us," Cory asked.

"Just direct them to me," Will answered, handing John and Cory a thick
stack of his business cards.  "I think these people are doing you two a big
favor and we need to be positioned to capitalize on it.  This thing is
going to generate all kinds of publicity and that is going to put Cory and
His Friends before millions who didn't even know it existed.  If they make
a link to JTP that's even better.  Lots more free publicity for you John."

"Millions will come but thousands will return or stay," John agreed, he
thought but did not add, "that means money to us, lots of money."
...........

With John and Cory on the road, Kevin had arranged to take advantage and
remodel the studio.  Several of the business on the first level were moving
and he had leased that space.  The wedding boys and the internet people
were both moving down stairs.  His, Cory's Friends and JTP offices were
also moving down, allowing the entire upper floor to be studios for John.

This would give John three separate studio areas that shared dressing room
and shower facilities, along with a small lounge for models and staff to
take time off, share a meal or just hang out.  That would mean Kevin and
John's office company now had 80% of the building.  This should make the
owner very nervous.  The only reason the others moved out was they went out
of business.

John and Cory's first stop was in Mexico City.  The first shock Cory
received was how quickly and easily he was recognized.  Cory's surname is
not used on the web site.  His face is all over it.  They handed their
passports to the official.  A middle aged man with an expression of
indifference.  M. Santos was the name printed on a little tag, above his
left shirt pocket.  John presented an inventory, including serial numbers
of his professional equipment.  The man looked it over, thumbed through
John's passport noting the many stamps and added a new one.  He returned
the passport saying nothing.  He opened Cory's passport and studied the
photo.  A half smile broke on his face.

"Cory Wright, you are the Cory on the internet?"

"Yes sir, I'm the Cory from Cory's Friends, if that is what you mean."  The
smile was now quite large and the man looked around quickly.  "My daughter
Manulla would be very grateful if you could send her an autographed
picture.  She is a big fan of yours."  He pulled out his business card and
wrote on the back, Manulla and a postal address.  Stamped Cory's passport
and placing the card inside, handed it back.  Now the smile was quite
broad.

"Of course I would be delighted," Cory replied.

"Welcome to Mexico, gentlemen, enjoy your stay."

"I wonder if the dark glasses will help," Cory asked.

"Not sure kid but if we are this easily recognized, I think we may need
some kind of protection."

John was not concerned about fans and autographs, that was easily managed,
he was concerned about kidnapping.

"You better have those pictures handy when we get out into the common
area," John suggested.

"Why didn't I think of that, I could have given one to Mr. Santos."

"Yes but he could not have accepted it.  Looks bad."

"Oh, I never thought of that."

John was right, Cory handed out at least 20 photos, each one autographed,
between the baggage claim and the taxi.  About half of them were to other
travelers, the other half to locals.

John speaks passable Spanish, something he picked up from his Spanish
speaking models.  Cory was still learning.  All he could do was some polite
superficial interaction, ask for the toilet and get fed.

Once safe in the taxi, Cory started to express his surprise that so many
recognized him.  When John realized the driver spoke better English then
first thought, he signaled Cory to stop talking, by waving his hand.  He
asked the driver to lower the volume on the music playing and asked a few
questions in English.  The driver responded explaining the lay out of the
city and where their hotel was located.

Every time they stopped at a traffic light the driver turned to look at
Cory.  He was attempting to identify this celebrity.  He finally asked.
Cory responded he was just a young model and photographic assistant,
shrugged his shoulders and after getting John's head nod, handed him his
business card.

"Oh you are a model," the driver said.

"Yes, and I help John take photographs, sometimes I even take some myself
but no one has purchased any of them yet," Cory said.  They were getting
quite close to hotel now the driver informed them.  Stopped at another
traffic light a message flashed up on the computer screen attached to the
dash.  Cory didn't need to be fluent in Spanish to know it was about him.

Is the American Cory in your taxi? (¿Está el Cory americano en su taxi?).
"Please Senior," Cory asked.  The driver smiled and nodded agreement.
While the bellmen took their luggage John paid the driver.  He handed him
several bills.  "No, Senior that is to much."

"I think it is about right, please give me your card, Cory and I will need
a trusted, regular driver over the next week, if you are available."

The driver handed his card over, noting his cell phone number on it and
told John what his day rate was.  Punched in his availability into the
computer and drove off.

They are staying at a very high end hotel, accustomed to celebrities and
others who require discretion.

"Cory, we need some professional protection for us, mostly for you," John
informed.

"I don't think that is required.  A few fans are okay and none of them
would want to hurt me."

"Not your fans, they are sometimes an inconvenience.  It is the criminal
element I am worried about.  I am worried about people trying to kidnap
you, not hurt you."

"Oh, I hadn't thought about that."