Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2008 15:41:45 -0700 (PDT) From: adm2780 Subject: New Horizons Chapter Seventy-Four All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. As in real life, the sexual themes unfold gradually and are kept to a realistic level. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author, Dwight Wilson, at adm2780@yahoo.com This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between males, adult and minor. As such it is homoerotic, designed for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if the subject matter would create irresolvable personal moral dilemmas, please exit now. Note: I would like to thank Colin, John and Matthew for their continued support and patience while I try to write this story. Their support and efforts at editing and correcting my errors keep me focused. It is the emails and comments I receive from you, the readers, that encourage me to continue. Chapter Seventy-Four: New Horizons "Daniel," Paul called out as he stuck his head through the office door, "Elizabeth is on the phone for you." "Elizabeth, good morning. How are you?" "Fine, Daniel, just fine," came the pleasant reply. "Listen, I'm calling to ask you about your next debate. According to my calendar, it's scheduled for next week." "That's right, in Orlando. If I'm not mistaken, you are supposed to be the moderator." "That's right. Now, do you know what's happening on Tuesday morning, the day before your meeting?" Daniel's hesitation told Elizabeth that Daniel wasn't sure what she was talking about. "The hearing on the guardian ad litem cases is on Tuesday. If the judge rules in favor of the children, or if he hears the arguments and decides to withhold his ruling for a few days, even though it appears things are going in favor of the boys, that could make a big difference in what is discussed on Wednesday. Here's the point I want to get to. We are going to do segments beginning Sunday morning and running twice on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, regarding the ad litem program. We would like for you to be in those segments; they will be aired statewide." "Elizabeth, you know I'll do anything I can to help those children. I haven't talked with Arthur in several days. Do you know how many children are the subjects of this hearing?" "The latest word I have is nine. All of them are boys fourteen and younger." "And you say the segments begin on Sunday?" "Yes, but you don't need to be here in person. We were thinking that we might be able to send a crew down there to you and we'll do your interview there. What I would also like to do is be able to interview Arthur at the same time." "Well, you know I'll make myself available at your convenience. I'll have to call Arthur and find out about his schedule. However, between you and me, I think if I call Mom and let her know she'll see it as an opportunity to have time with Jeremy. From that perspective, Arthur may not know it now, but I'm sure he will be planning a quick trip in this direction." Daniel couldn't help but laugh a little while he spoke to Elizabeth. Elizabeth fully understood what Daniel was saying and laughed herself. "Well, my intent is to be a part of that crew. We'll have to do your interview on Saturday afternoon or evening in order to be edited and set for the Sunday AM segment." "Elizabeth, would it be a reasonable assumption that there will also be at least two more boys visiting for the weekend." "Daniel, you know my boys. All I have to do is hint that I'm coming down there and they head for the car. I'd hate to try and live with them if I left them behind." "I'll make sure the boys' beds are setup for them and you'll have a private room in the modulars. You'll share the modular with Arthur and Mom, and Colin. Is that acceptable?" "That's fine. That will give me extra time with Colin and I'm sure he'll appreciate the time with Arthur and Linda." When Daniel hung up with Elizabeth, he was immediately back on the phone calling his mother. Linda jumped at the opportunity to come visit and see Jeremy. She let Daniel know that she and Arthur had discussed coming for a visit either that weekend or the next. The controlling factor would be how comfortable Arthur was with his case preparation. While Linda and Daniel talked, Linda suggested that Elizabeth might consider a segment with a mother, holding one of the boys, speaking from the heart to the mothers watching the television. Only a mother who had experienced the harsh realities of losing a child could convey the emotion and heartache another mother would understand. When Daniel hung up the phone, Paul was standing in front of his desk, smiling. "What?' Daniel asked, looking at his friend. "Daniel, have you forgotten that Captain Jackson and his men will be here this weekend, plus their boys? Think about the number of them, plus the television station crew, plus Linda and Arthur, plus Colin and Nigel. It might be a good idea to let Barry know how many to expect for meals?" Paul suggested, smiling and knowing how Daniel sometimes forgot to share all the information with those affected. "Oh, yeah; guess you're right. I'll run over to the mess hall now and tell him. But, he should have plenty of food. This shouldn't be any problem." "It's not a problem, Daniel, when you know what to expect. The food supply is no problem either, but the supply of cooked food on hand might be. You know how Barry reacts to these little surprises that he thinks might make him look bad." Daniel smiled and shrugged his shoulders, he knew how upset Barry could get and the pride he took in operating an efficient kitchen. On the way to the mess hall, Daniel was again distracted. "Heeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy," Danny always greeted him with the longest 'hey' Daniel had ever heard. Daniel looked behind the boy and saw Brian and Ian coming out of the building. The boys were just finishing morning classes and were going out to play before lunch. Daniel also noticed that Danny was running and holding his boyhood; this was not normal for Danny. When Danny reached the man he held his arms up and didn't wait for Daniel to say it was alright, he just jumped into the man's arms. "Danny, do you need to go to the bathroom and pee?" "Noooooo," the boy whimpered. "That's what caused his problem, Mr. Dan'l." Sean surprised Daniel. He hadn't seen the boy approach. Daniel gave Sean a puzzled look. "It happened yesterday, Mr. Dan'l. Danny did need ta pee but somebody moved the step stool the little guys use from in front of the urinal. 'Stead of waitin' for me to find it, Danny was in such a hurry he ran over to one of the toilets. He put the seat up, but not quite far enough. While he was peein', the seat fell down. Well, you can guess where it got 'im." Sean concluded, trying hard not to laugh. "Danny, did that toilet seat fall and get you?" Danny nodded. "Yeah, and it hurt, too." "Does it still hurt some?" Danny nodded. "Well, do think a band-aid might help some of the hurt to go away?" Danny grinned and nodded this time. "Sean, how about running over to the office and tell Mr. Paul that we need a band-aid. Danny and I, and I guess Brian and Ian, too, will be in the mess hall." "Yes, sir." Sean ran towards the administration building, laughing. Daniel continued to the mess hall. He carried Danny in his arms while Brian and Ian each found a belt loop to hold on to. Barry spotted Daniel as he came in with his little entourage and gave him a questioning look. "He had a little accident last night; nothing a band-aid can't work miracles on," Daniel explained before he told Barry why he really came over. "Barry, we're going to have several guests this weekend and I just wanted to be sure you had advance notice." "Daniel, since when do we not have extra guests on weekends?" "Well, look at it this way, we're going to have several weekends of guests here all at the same time. Elizabeth is coming in with a television crew, and her boys. Captain Jackson will be here with his men and their sons. Arthur and Linda will be coming also. Think we can handle it?" "No problem," Barry answered. Sean walked in with a band-aid just as Daniel and Barry finished talking. Daniel set Danny up on the counter and asked the boy to show him where it hurt the most. Danny quickly pointed out a spot on his little stem which Daniel wrapped with the band-aid. When Daniel set Danny back on the floor, Brian and Ian quickly ran up to Danny, bent over at the waist with their hands propped on their knees, and thoroughly examined Danny's new badge of courage. "You know Danny," Barry began, "I think any boy that can be as brave as you were at least deserves a popsicle as a reward. I bet we can even find enough for Brian and Ian for standing by you; Sean should have one, too. How's that?" Three little faces lit up with smiles. Danny and the other boys strutted outside to show off Danny's new badge of courage and what Mr. Barry gave them as a reward for being brave. * * * * "Dad?" Daniel called out to the speaker phone. "Wasn't sure I'd catch you in this time of day." "Hello, son," Dr. Thompson replied. "Where'd you think I'd be if not here?" "Usually at your office or the library. I can remember when I had to make three or four calls to get you to call me back." "That was only because you insisted on calling while I was holding class. What can I do for you?" "Dad, you know the hearing is coming up next week on the ad litem program. The futures of several boys are involved." "Actually, I didn't know it was next week, but I did know it was close. Last time I talked with Arthur he felt pretty good about the case. Has anything changed?" "No, not that I'm aware of." Daniel's tone turned very serious. "However, I do have some serious concerns about the boys. These boys aren't like the boys I have here now, except for Jeremy. The boys here were just threatened with slavery. The boys that are the subject of the hearing have been enslaved and used. I'm not even sure of their ages and how long they've been enslaved." "Are we talking about adjustment, Daniel?" "Yes, but not just for those boys. I think consideration also has to be given to their families and what we are going to do with the boys between the time that they're freed and the time they're reunited with their families. Dad, did you ever find anyone that was familiar with the problems of adjusting from slave to free person?" "Unfortunately, the answer to that question is yes and no. There are a number of books and so-called experts in the field. The problem is they are experts only in theory. Not one of the authors has had any first-hand experience working with a child that's been freed. You know, Daniel, there's never been that much opportunity in the past. I believe the opportunities that have been there have been kept quiet in order to protect the individuals. Think in terms of our situation. Very few people knew what I was doing with you or that you were a former slave until you chose to make it public. I felt that needed to be your choice." "Dad, maybe you should be the one writing a book. As I recall, I managed to present a few challenges along the way." Daniel's dad laughed, and then continued. "Daniel, this may be very much like when you were trying to research studies on abandoned children. Only since you started working to have New Horizons approved has there been an opportunity to study children that have been abandoned. While there is a big difference between a child being freed from slavery and a child being orphaned because the parents were removed, they are also somewhat related. In both cases, we are talking about children without parental support and guidance." While Daniel talked with his father, Colin stuck his head in through the doorway. Daniel motioned for him to come in. "Dad, someone has just joined. Colin Smythe is here from England doing a story on the two British boys that lost their family. He's also doing interviews and research for additional stories." "Colin, it's nice to meet you. Sorry, I can't be there in person at the moment, but maybe one day soon." "Dr. Thompson, I've heard a great deal about you. It's my pleasure to make your acquaintance." "Dad and I were discussing the boys that are part of the guardian ad litem program. Their hearing is coming up and, assuming they are released, there are the issues of where they go afterward and how they receive treatment." "You know, admittedly I'm a little naïve about all this," Colin interjected, "but, I had assumed the boys would just be returned to their parents or other family members." "Ideally, that's how it would work," Daniel stated. "Unfortunately, what we consider to be ideal and what turns into reality are not the same thing. There are nine boys involved in this hearing. Of the nine, we have been able to locate family for five of them. The remaining four boys, well, they were enslaved because they didn't have anyone to assume responsibility for them. We have agreed to assume responsibility for them here." "Daniel, I've had people tell me how slavery works with children, and I've read about it, but I still find it incredible that a society would rather enslave the children than provide a good home for them." "Colin, that very thought is what served as the genesis for New Horizons. All of these boys are homeless and would have been enslaved if not for our program. They have no family to care for them. There is one big difference though. The boys here were never enslaved, except for one. Slavery can have a deep and long lasting effect, mentally, emotionally and physically; even for the boys who have families to return to." Daniel studied Colin to be sure the man had some grasp of what they were talking about. "Daniel, let me try to explain for Colin." Daniel sat back in his chair and allowed his dad to explain the intricacies of the new challenge. "Colin, let's look at this strictly from the viewpoint of the boys who do have a family to return to. It will be those boys and those families that will pose the biggest challenges. "If a boy has a family to return to, that means he was taken most likely because the family got into some kind of financial trouble. A levy warrant was issued by the court; the child was seized by the authorities and sold. Proceeds of the sale were used to payoff the debts. Now, most likely, the child will know why he was enslaved. How is the child going to view the parents that allowed him to be enslaved? That's only part of the question. The other part of the question is, how will the parents react knowing they were responsible? "The research we've been able to do thus far suggests there is a much larger problem with the parents. Each time they look at the child, they are reminded of a failure. They are reminded that their own child had to pay for that failure. The big question becomes one of whether or not the parent can shed the burden of guilt and work to re-establish a loving and nurturing relationship the child will need to move forward." "It isn't nearly as simple as one might think when approaching the problem," Colin stated while deep in thought. He then asked, "I suppose you have a program to address the problems?" "We think we have a pretty good solution, at least in the beginning," Daniel answered. "The boys will be both frightened and untrusting. We believe the best way to get them to relax is by mixing them with the other boys. They should learn very quickly that it's alright to talk and ask questions. The other boys will tell the new boys what it's like around here and what to expect. We'll also have counselors here for them to talk to. There will be a separate set of counselors for the parents, who are counseled outside. We're hoping it won't take too long to reunite the families. One thing we don't do, though, is push them. Everything must happen in its own time." * * * * Late morning and most of the boys were taking a break before lunch; having completed their morning assignments. True to their word, Brad and Patrick were teaching Jeremy how to skateboard; Sean also had a board and worked with Jeremy to give him support. Following the rules, the boys wore a helmet plus knee and elbow pads. Jeremy, working steadily and trying to master the art of balancing moved along the sidewalk. As soon as the wheels struck an expansion joint, Jeremy took a fall, a hard fall; he landed on his butt. "I don't know why they say we have to wear these elbow and knee pads; that's not the part getting hurt the worst," Jeremy commented as he stood and rubbed his derriere. The other boys laughed with him. "Just wait," Brad commented, "once you get the hang of just riding the board, then you'll want to do tricks. That's when you'll be thankful for the pads." "Yeah, Brad oughta know. He set the record for the most times anybody busted their butt tryin' ta learn a new trick." Patrick teased his best friend. "Jer," Sean interrupted, "don't pay attention to them. Just concentrate on staying on the board and moving in a straight line. It's all a matter of balance. When them two was teachin' me, all I did was fall and bust my rear end. Then, one day, I got on the board and it was as easy as walkin'. Don't know why, it just happened that way." Jeremy, like all boys, had a one track mind when it came to learning something he really wanted to do. There was no such thing as quitting or falling too much. Like Sean had suggested, Jeremy concentrated on standing on the board and moving forward. With each try he went a little farther. However, with each try, after he'd gone a certain distance, he became a little over confident, and fell again. "Man, I need to take a break. I fall many more times and I'm gonna look like somebody's been beatin' my butt. I need ta find a butt pad." Brad and Patrick continued riding the skateboards. Jeremy left his board and safety gear with the two boys, while he and Sean took a walk. Jeremy rubbed his rear end that had some very distinctive red marks from his falls. Sean and Jeremy walked off. They weren't going anywhere in particular. They were just two boys, friends, taking a break. They walked towards the grove. "Sean, can I ask ya somethin'?" Sean looked at his friend and waited. "Do you ever get where ya just like to sit down with somebody and be with 'em, but not have ta say anything? Do ya know what I'm tryin' ta say?" "Yeah, I liked doin' it with Brad. Since him and Patrick's not fightin' anymore though, it don't seem like he has time. I miss it." "How come you don't say somethin' to 'im?" Sean kind of shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Guess I'm not sure what ta say. Sometimes, I think I'm afraid he'll think I'm bein' silly and laugh at me." "He's your brother. He's not supposed ta laugh at ya." "No. He's my brother, that's why he laughs at me," Sean answered "He's kinda funny 'bout other people laughin' at me though, he won't let 'em." Sean paused a moment and then sat on the ground and leaned against a tree. "When we first lost our folks I used to sit with Brad a lot. I'd almost be sittin' on top of 'im. He'd hold me and rub my back, almost like my mom used to do. He'd tell me stuff like he'd always be there to take care of me and things would be alright. He told me what I wanted ta hear." Jeremy sat on the ground next to his friend. He was remembering what it was like to have a friend; a real friend. The two boys sat on the ground, leaning against the tree. They looked out into the surrounding country side. They sat quietly; neither boy said a word or made a sound. Jeremy would sneak a glance at Sean. Sean would sneak a glance at Jeremy. Sean placed a hand on Jeremy's leg. Jeremy looked at his friend, smiled, and placed his hand on Sean's hand, holding it in place on his leg. They were two boys that could understand what it was to lose family. They knew fear, uncertainty and loneliness. They knew what it was to have their childhood, their time of looking at the world with innocence and wonder, stolen from them. "Jer," Sean spoke softly so only the two of them could hear, "you know, you got a chance to get some of it back. You can have a mom again. Are you gonna do it?" Jeremy shrugged his shoulders and wrapped his arm around Sean's arm. "Scared?" was Sean's simple question. Jeremy pulled himself closer to Sean, lay his head on the other boy's shoulder and answered simply, "Some". End Ch Seventy-Four To Be Continued Comments welcome: contact Dwight Wilson at adm2780@yahoo.com