Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2003 22:40:48 -0500
From: Jacob Adams <jakeadams@verizon.net>
Subject: Welcome to the Family / Chapter 4

The following is a work of fiction which contains consensual sexual acts
between adult males.  If you are offended by this, or if it is illegal
where you are please do not read any further.  All copyrights are held by
the author.  Please to not duplicate, print, distribute or re-submit this
story without permission from the author.

While the characters here do engage in unprotected sex, this is fiction.
In reality always play it safe.

Please contact me for comments at jakedams@verizon.net

"Welcome to the Family"
by JT Adams

Chapter 4

	Damon awoke as the first rays of the Saturday morning sun began
creeping through the hotel room drapes.  He feels strong arms around his
chest and warm body to his back and remembered where he was.  He smiled as
the memories of the previous evening came into focus.  He moved his hand to
meet the one on his chest allowing their fingers to interlock.  He lay
content; enjoying the closeness of the other male body.  Damon knew his
bladder was full, but the steady breathing indicated Jeff was still in a
state of slumber.  And Damon was enjoying the closeness too much to wake
him.  While he was contemplating the next move, or whether or not there
would even be one he felt his lover coming to life.

	Jeff woke up also realizing the need to be relieved; as soon as he
was conscience hopped out of bed and made a mad dash to the toilet.  Damon
sat up at the side of the bed listening to the sound that Jeff's urine made
as it made contact with the toilet water. Once the splashing had stopped he
stood up and headed to the bathroom so he could relieve his own bulging
bladder.

	He is almost to the bathroom as Jeff is walking out.  Jeff stops,
startled, he didn't realize Damon was awake.  He steps aside to allow him
to pass as he goes back to the bed.

	Once Damon is sufficiently drained he exits the bathroom to find
Jeff lying naked on the bed.  His legs were crossed, and his arms raised
with his hands clasped just over his head, apparently deep in thought.
Damon stood there for a moment taking in the beauty, wishing and hoping
this was more then a one night stand.  True, he knew nearly nothing about
the man he spent the night with.  But what was there to know?  He was hot
and last night was pure magic.

	Jeff was thinking about what had happened.  While it was not
unusual for him to pick men up in a bar, it was not like him to have them
spend the night.  In his previous line of work it was much too risky to
even exchange phone numbers.  What would happen if someone on base found
out?  But that life was over, he was a civilian again and was free to do
what he wanted, when he wanted and with whom he wanted.  While he had to
admit that the previous night was one of, if not the best sexual
experiences in his life.  He was confused as to his feelings.  For the
first time he found himself wanting to get to know this man better.  But
realistic, what's the point?

	Jeff was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Damon
creeping up to the bed until he felt the warm lips engulfing his penis,
bringing the flaccid organ instantly to life.  He spread his legs to allow
Damon to have better access.  In minutes Jeff felt the familiar stirring in
his groin indicating the impending orgasm. Reluctantly, he pulls Damon off
his cock, bringing the sensation to an end.

	"Keep that up and I will shoot in no time." He said

	"So?" Damon replied, releasing the hard penis from his mouth, and
raising his eyes to look at Jeff.

	"I thought you wanted to make it last."

	"That was last night," Damon replies with a devilish grin.

	Jeff motioned for Damon to join him at the top of the bed.  Damon
crawls up next to Jeff where they embrace in a short kiss which Jeff
breaks, then flips bringing him right above Damon's uncut cock in a
sixty-nine position.  Neither needed any further instruction as they both
devoured the other man's dick.  If last night they experienced passion,
this morning it was pure animalistic lust.  In a matter of minutes both men
were releasing their loads into the other's eagerly awaiting mouth.  As
much as Damon wanted to pull off he was unable to and accepted the mouth
full of Jeff's warm seed.

	Jeff let Damon's rapidly deflating organ slip from his mouth and
spun around to join in a kiss, allowing their love juices to mix as their
tongues enjoyed a dance.

	Jeff broke the kiss and said, "I'm hungry, wanna get some
breakfast?"

	"I though you just ate." Damon said.

	"Yeah, I did," Jeff laughed as he rubbed Damon's chest.  "But I
need something more solid.  Care to join me?"

	The two dressed and headed to the nearby Denny's.  Conversation was
light and cordial in the busy restaurant.  Each wanted to find out more
about the other, however was reluctant to give any more information about
themselves then necessary.  As the waitress left the check Jeff looked at
his watch and commented that he really needed to head over to meet up with
his family.  Damon insisted on paying the check.  While he was waiting in
line to pay the cashier Jeff got into his Jeep and left.

* * * * * * * * * *

	"Oh well," Damon thought as he watched the Jeep pull out of the
restaurant parking lot and onto the busy highway, "at least I got laid!"
As he heads back to campus he was lost in thought about the events last
twelve hours.  He had only gone out because his best friend Josh had called
and insisted they meet up.  He had not planned on picking anybody up, much
less someone as hot as what Jeff was.  And last but not least he had not
planned on developing any feelings for anybody at this point in time.  Yet,
he could not get the image of Jeff out of his mind.

	What finally shifted his thoughts away from Jeff was realizing how
fun it was going to be explaining to the guys where he had spent the night.
They would probably assume he spend the night with Jennifer, and they
talked to her he would have some explaining to do.  If they ever found out
he was gay it would be the end of his life here.

	Damon was barely out of his car when a couple buddies rushed
towards him.  He was expecting an inquisition, but instead they told him to
hurry up and get ready; they had a race that day and were running late.  He
had completely forgotten about this previous engagement, and tried to get
out of it.  They weren't going to let him off that easily.  They had
already paid their entry fee and it had to be a four man team.  Somewhat
reluctantly he changed clothes and leaves with his friends.

**********

	After Jeff took a long hot shower he dressed and headed back to the
Sorority house.  This time, before he could get to the door his sister
comes running to meet him embracing him in a hug.  He followed her back
into the house where she introduced him to her sisters.  They talk for over
an hour just catching up.  She asked about how it felt to be a free man
again and commenting on how much he's changed and how good he looks in
contacts.  But that he seriously needs a shave.  And he asked if she liked
being a college student and how she enjoyed being a sorority girl.  They
both discussed their plans for the summer.  She had completely forgotten
about DJ, or that she even had a boyfriend.  It was when Vicky that came in
and asked if they was doing something that night that the bolt of lightning
struck.  She called the fraternity house and found out that DJ had left
town for the race and wasn't expected back until late afternoon.  She was
disappointed; she really wanted Jeff to meet DJ, she had a feeling they
would get along.  But those thoughts were soon forgotten, she was enjoying
her visit with her brother to worry about anything else.  Jeff had never
been on campus before and was eager for the grand tour.  It took a couple
hours to see all the buildings and plazas.  Jeff had always been an avid
reader and was very impressed with the new state of the art library.  He
was sure that each floor contained more volumes then the whole library in
their home town.  .  And couldn't believe how a theater in student commons
was more advanced then the regular theater in their home town.  He was more
then impressed with what he was seeing.  He was away in the Marines when
she had come here as a senior in high school and decided on attending.  He
was now thinking this is where he would go as well.  They visit the dining
hall that Jeff likened to a food court at the mall with several choices.
Jeff opted for Taco Bell while Sissy had a salad.  After lunch Jeff took
the top down on the Jeep and they drove around town with Sis pointing out
the sights and eventually ending up at the mall.  Jeff was having a good
time, but his thoughts kept returning to the previous night and Damon.  He
wished that Damon was here with them. He really wanted to tell her about
Damon.  But he wasn't quite ready to come out to anyone yet. But he knew
that Jen would be the first on his list.

	After the mall they headed back to campus where once again Jen
called the frat house.  And once again was told that DJ had not yet
returned.  She had a chapter meeting that evening and was hoping DJ could
stay with Jeff while she was gone.  She invited Jeff to the meeting, but
being around a room full of Sorority Girls was not his idea of a good time.
She tried to get out of the meeting but since she was a committee chairman
needed to be there.  She offered that he could stay in her room, but he
decided that if he was going to do that he might as well go back to the
hotel.  She walked him to his Jeep and the siblings hugged and said their
goodbyes.

	Jeff made his way through the early evening traffic to the hotel.
He was able to park right in front of his door this time.  He took the time
to put the top back up before going in.  As he walked in the door he
noticed a piece of paper taped to the mirror with a note:

	"Jeff, call me at the office, Daniel."

	Jeff couldn't help but to laugh.  Daniel had to be the absolute
last person he wanted to talk to.  Tired from a combination of the day's
activities and being up late the previous evening, he crashed on the bed.
He wished he knew how to get hold of Damon, he really wanted to see him
again before he left town.  But in all the passion of the moment he never
thought to exchange phone numbers.  He fell asleep pondering the
possibilities and slept for over an hour when he woke to a knock on the
door.


**********

	Damon had hoped that the events of the day would help him to forget
about the events of the previous evening.  But no matter how hard he tried
to shake the memory of Jeff he just couldn't.  The guys could tell
something was up due to his lack of concentration.  Or more correctly, that
he was totally preoccupied.  A couple of his teammates blamed Damon's lack
of interest for them losing.  During the whole two hour drive up, then back
he was totally oblivious to conversations going on around him in his
friend's SUV.  And would only occasionally speak, and then in one or two
word responses.  He just sat with his head propped against the window,
looking out, lost in his own little world.


	"Dude, where have you been?" Chad, Damon's roommate asked as he sat
up in his bed.

	"We had the race today." Damon responded.

	"Like, DUH!  I mean dude, you didn't come home last night, she
musta been real good."

	Understanding the meaning behind his roommates inquiry Damon looked
t him, smiled and said "wouldn't you like to know," before taking off his
shirt.

	"Well, if it was your girl, you'd better call her dude; she's
called here several times looking for you, sounds real pissed."

	"Shit." Damon really didn't want to think about her.  He has too
many other things on his mind.  Well, one at least.  Suddenly the idea of
having a girlfriend on the side didn't seem like that great of an idea.

	"OH," Chad said as if an afterthought, "Josh called for you too."
He paused, not sure if he wanted to go on. "Dude, I know he's married and
all, but I really think he's a fag."

	"Josh is just Josh, that`s all." Damon snapped.  This was not the
first time that Damon had to defend his best friend.  And he knew it would
probably not be the last.  This has been a concern of his as long as he has
been hanging out with Josh.  He knows that sooner or later the truth will
probably come out, married or not, Josh was a person who's words and
actions set off all kinds of red flags.  Damon knew he may have to deal
with the consequences at that time, after all if nothing else he would be
guilty by association.  He just wasn't ready to out himself yet.

	"Hey dude, I don't care if he likes to suck dick.  He just better
not is offering to suck mine."

	"I don't think you have anything to be worried about," Jeff said as
he grabbed a towel.  "I'm going to hit the shower; I'll call them back in a
bit."  Of course the meaning behind his comment was that he knew that Josh
had no interest in Chad, whom he referred to as a ditzy breeder.

	After calling the Chi Omega house and getting no answering Damon
dialed his best friend's number.

	"So how was he?"

	"Who are you to ask bitch, look at that hunk you left with," Josh
said recognizing his best friend's voice. "I'm sure that butch thang was
much more interesting then stubby."

	"Stubby?"

	"You know I am not a size queen, but Deej let me tell you Miss
Thang had possibly the smallest weenie I've ever seen."

	"Poor thing, you should have seen what I just saw in the shower."

	"Do tell girlfriend, to tell."

	"Brian Flynn."

	"Oh God, I'd love to slide my tongue all over that man's hot body I
am so jealous.  Speaking of jealous, how was your night."

	"Not bad, but this morning was better."

	"Morning? You know I saw him first."

	"But I had him."

	"And?"

	"I am so much in love."

	"I would probably say lust, what's saw we grab a sandwich and talk
about our dates."

	"How about Subway in," Damon says looking at his watch, "thirty
minutes."

	"I'll be there."

	Damon hung up and immediately dialed Jen's number, this time he got
an answer.  But found out that Jen was in a Meeting.  He hung up, dressed
and met with Josh.

	"So, details." Josh said prodding his best friend.

	"Are you sure you want to know?"

	"Not really, but considering my date I need a pick me up."

	"I don't think I've been with anybody that has made me feel as good
as he did."

	"Gee, that's not saying much, you've been with what, four guys in
the last year." Josh rips the paper off one end of his straw and blows,
projecting the remainder of the paper covering hitting Damon right between
the eyes.

	"Three," Damon responds picking up the paper and throwing it back
at Josh.

	"I don't know how you can be so celibate, if I get it less then
three times a week I'm going crazy."

	"Different strokes my friend."

	"Yeah, I bet you do a lot of stroking.  I know I would living in
that house with two dozen hot fraternity boys."

	"I just don't get into casual sex."

	"Yeah, I know, you want it to mean something," Josh interrupted.
"Whatever." They both take a bite from their sandwiches.  Josh wanted to
say something about last night and casual, but opted not to touch it.

	"Josh," Damon says, "I guess that at twenty-two I'm over just
having sex.  I want a boyfriend, somebody I can wake up with and know how
he likes his coffee, as opposed to what was his name."

	"I guess if I had been cruising Cherokee Park since I was thirteen
I would be that way too." Josh said, rolling his eyes.

	"Sixteen," Damon corrected him.  "And I'm sure that has something
to do with it."

	"So what did he have hanging?" Josh said changing the subject.

	"What?" Damon was caught off guard, but expected a question like
that from Josh.  "Let's just say he had his two scoops." Damon responded
smiling.

	"Come on girlfriend, we've never keep details from each other.  I
already told you what I had I had last night.  I think a roll of Lifesavers
is bigger."

	Damon laughed. "Come on."

	"Seriously!" Josh responded.

	"I take it you were top man?"

	"Yes, and actually enjoyed it."

	"Really? Imagine that!"

	"Talk about getting fucked, I know how you like it, and considering
you ain't walking funny I guess he wasn't that big either."

	"Why do you always want to make me a bottom?" Damon says with a bit
of irritation.

	"Don't give me this versatile bullshit; I don't see how anybody can
say that honestly.  I've been with lots of guys and they all honestly fall
into one category or the other."

	"Yeah, whatever."

	"So, are you seeing him again?" Josh knew his friend well enough to
know when to change the subject."

	"I don't know."

	"Come on, a little bit ago you said you was in love."

	"I know, but we didn't make any plans."

	"Then make some, isn't he from Chicago or something?"

	"Effingham."

	"What's the difference, once you cross into Illi-NOISE it's all the
same." Josh says, purposely mispronouncing the name of the state.

	"You know they hate it when you call it that."

	"Isn't your beard from Illi-noise?"

	"Don't call her that, yes."

	"I wonder if they know each other, wouldn't that be something."

	"You've got an over active imagination my friend."

	"So what does he do?" Once again Josh takes a turn of the
conversation.

	"He works at a poultry processing plant."

	"Yech, why would anybody want to smell like chicken guts all the
time?"

	"I guess a job is a job."

	"Well, what else?"

	"What else what?"

	"Let me see, his name is Jeff, he's in town visiting relatives but
staying in a hotel and going out to a gay bar.  He lives in Bum-fuck and
plays with birds for a living.  What else do you know about him?"

	"He's incredibly good looking with a body to match."

	"Now you're sounding like me Mary."  Josh interrupted.

	"He also has an incredible smile and piercing blue eyes."

	"I didn't notice, I was looking a little lower."

	"He also wears briefs, love's 80's music, sci-fi movies and reads
in his spare time."

	"Oh, god, you are in love.  But just what I need, another Star
Trekkie." Josh was rolling his eyes.  This was a subject he and Damon
usually avoided.

	"He drinks his coffee black, and the correct term is Trekker."

	"Whatever, When's the wedding?"

	"I just wish I knew when I was seeing him again." Damon said
solemnly.

	"Well, what was his plans for today, or tonight?"

	"He was supposed to hook up with his family."

	"And."

	"We didn't discuss anything further."

	"That's it?" Josh raised his voice in surprise.

	"Well, he wasn't really offering much information."

	"Did you ask?"

	"No, you know I can't do that."

	"Don't ask, don't find out."

	"I was finding out things.  I just didn't want to seem too nosy."

	"Look, my friend.  You know I'm not in to this mushy mushy lovey
dovey husband crap. But, if you're interested you need to go for it."

	"What do you mean?"

	"Do I need to hit you over the head with a skillet?  He's only in
town for the weekend; he at least has family here so he may or not be back,
if you want to get something going to need to get it before he leaves."

	"Oh."

	"Oh is right, if you want to see him again you need to do it while
he's here, in town, find out if there is anything to pursue.  Then you can
invite me to the wedding, I look good in a tux.  But the real question is,
when are you going to move over to the farm and start stroking chickens?"

	"One step at a time mein freunde."

	"Oh, God, I remember that from last night, see that something else
in common, that Nazi language stuff."

	They left Subway and went their own ways.  Josh invited Damon over,
he didn't; have any plans other then to be a couch potato.  But Damon said
he was going to walk around and think.

**********

	Damon wasn't nervous until he pulled into the lot of the Knight's
Inn and saw the familiar Jeep.  He parked in front of the room that he went
into last night with the man he now desired to see again.  He pulled into a
parking spot and sat in idle for a couple minutes looking at the door.  To
say he was nervous was an understatement.  He has a whole army of
butterflies in his stomach as he contemplated the many "what ifs" that was
floating around in his mind.  What if he's not here, that's crazy his Jeep
is here.  Well he could have walked somewhere, or rode with someone else.
Or his family could have came and picked him up.  What if he has someone in
the room with him right now?  After all he is hot and everyone in the club
was after him last night, especially that guy who works here.  What if he's
not interested in me?  What if as far as he is concerned I am a one night
stand while he is visiting town and have no desire or intentions of ever
seeing me again?  What if he's pissed that I dropped in?  What if he is
interested by my stopping by makes me look too interested?  Damn, there are
just too many what ifs.  As his old friend Robert would say, "You can't
live life for the what-ifs." And he was right.  Nervously he turned off the
ignition, and went over.  He raised his hand to knock, and stopped before
his fist hit the door. He stared at the door for what seemed like an
eternity then turned and walked back to his car.  "What am I doing?" he
though.  Right now the only what if he was concerned about was what if Jeff
is here, is waiting for me and we fall madly in bed.  With that he turned
around and went back and knocked on the door.  He waited; nothing.  He
raised he hand to knock again but lost his courage again then turned to go
back to his car.

**********

	Jeff was startled out of his siesta by a knocking on the door.  He
lay in the bed for a few seconds wondering who it could be.  The thought
came to his mind that is was probably Daniel from the front desk.  He
really didn't want to deal with him again; he was so annoying last night,
practically stalking him.  But he knew he needed to get it over with,
Daniel was the kind of person who wasn't going to give up.  He at least had
a way out, he was sure that Daniel going into a guest room was against
policy.  Something he had to do in order to leave the message.  Jeff
figured he would confront Daniel and tell him to stay away or he will
report him to the manager.  He got up and went to open the door.  Nobody
was there.  As he stepped out on the walkway and looked in either
direction.  Then just as he was about to close the door, he saw the blue
Volkswagen Jetta with Kentucky license plates puling away.  His heart
skipped a beat as he recognized the car.  Jeff ran across out to the
parking lot chasing the car waving his arms.  He didn't want him to get
away again.

	Damon decided on the `safe' approach.  He decided that he would go
to the club again tonight.  If Jeff shows up tonight he would let him make
the first move.  If Jeff either didn't show up, or didn't speak to him it
was a sign to forget him and move on.  He was just pulling out onto the
street when he noticed something in the rear view mirror.  It was someone
running after him, it was Jeff!  Damon slams on the brakes squealing the
tires to a stop and rows down the window.

	Jeff ran to the driver's side, stopped and placed his hands on the
frame and looked down into the car at Damon.

	"I'm sorry," he says looking up at Jeff.

	"What do you have to be sorry for?" Damon asks giving him a
confused look.

	"I guess I bothered you?"

	"No way, I wasn't doing anything except lying down, had a busy
day."

	"Oh, family wear you out?"

	"I guess," Jeff says breaking a smile. "I think I was already worn
out before the day started."  He reaches in and gives Damon a playful slap
to the side of the face.

	"Me too, had a hard time concentrating."

	"Not me, I was concentrating on you and hoping I would see you
again."

	"Really?"

	"You sound surprised."

	"Sorry." A van pulled up behind them and honked, they was blocking
the drive.

	"You need to quit being sorry, wanna come in?"

	"Definitely."

	As Jeff backed away from the car so Damon could turn around he
looked up and saw Daniel looking out the office window.  Luckily the van
driving by broke their eye contact long enough for Jeff to turn and walk
back towards his room.  He had more important things to do then worry about
Daniel.

	Once they were in the room and had the door closed Jeff pulls Damon
in for a kiss. "I'm so glad you stopped by.  I was hoping I would get to
see you again."  He says and then pulls Damon into a tighter embrace.  They
move over slowly, while kissing with their arms around each other until
they fall on the bed.  "I had such a good time last night."

	"Me too."

	"I thought about you all day, my sister kept wanting me to meet her
boyfriend, all I could think of wanting her to meet mine."

	This brought a slight blush to Damon's face.  He was honestly
flattered knowing that he had been the topic of somebody else's
conversation.  He was amazed at how quickly a turn of events could occur.
Minutes earlier he wasn't sure if Jeff would want to see him again and now
he's referring to him as boyfriend.  Damon couldn't be happier as they lay
on the bed just kissing and cuddling.  They both had raging hard-ons but
just cuddling felt so right.  As far as they both were concerned they might
as well be in Heaven.

	It was Jeff that after almost an hour of being in a constant
embrace who broke the silence. "So, what do you want to do?"

	"Oh, I don't care.  Rape you, or get raped by you, whatever you
want."

	"You can't rape the willing."

	"We could pretend."

	"We have all night for that." Jeff said after several more minutes
of kissing. "I don't want to ruin the mood, but I want to get to know you a
bit better?"

	"Oh, God.  I am such a boring person."

	"I doubt that."

	"I am, just ask Josh."

	"And what does Josh know?"

	"He probably knows me better than anybody, inside and out.  He's
probably the only person that knows both my gay side, and my straight
acting frat boy side."

	"You're a frat boy?  You didn't say anything about that, just that
you was a finance major."  This was a surprise for Jeff. He leaned up on
his elbow so that he was able to look down onto Damon.

	"I have to leave some surprises don't I?"

	"Maybe I should get the gossip about you from Josh then."

	"I'm sure he could give you lots of it.  Some of it may even be
true."

	"So have you and he ever^Å^Å?"

	"NO!" Damon says bluntly. "I met him when I first came to town; he
used to come up to Louisville and cruise the parks, the slut that he is.
And we had a mutual friend in who told me to look him up.  Well since I was
going to be in a new town and didn't know any gay people here, or even
where gay people go I took advantage and gave him a call.  We met, at a
Subway."  Damon chuckled to himself remembering that he had just left Josh
at that very same restaurant.  "And have been best friends ever since.  But
you know, in three years I don't think we've ever even shook hands much
less have sex."

	"Hmm, I feel privileged, I've done both."  Jeff said thinking
aloud.

	"When did you have sex with Josh?" Damon said with eyes wide open
in fake surprise.

	"Don't turn things around on me!" Jeff laughed.  "Not Josh silly,
you." Jeff says pointing his index finger and placing it on Damon's chest.

	"Oh." Damon replied, "thank goodness."  The both stare into each
other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Damon reaches over and
caresses Jeff's side. They slowly bring themselves together and meet in a
kiss.  Jeff lowered himself so the two men were lying on the bed chest
touching chest.  Both men had his arms around the other one in a loving
embrace.  Kissing occasionally but otherwise just enjoying being with the
other.

	"I hate to break this moment but I really need to hit the litter
box." Jeff says as he breaks the kiss and rolls off the bed.

	Damon stood up on the edge of the bed as Jeff goes into the
bathroom.  "So I take it you're a cat person?  As much as Damon was tempted
to follow and see if he needs any help he opted to remain on the bed."

	Jeff finishes his job zips and returns to the main area. "Yeah, we
have always had them around the house."

	"Cool" Damon says in reply.  .

	"So, do you have any plans for the rest of the evening?" Jeff asked
returning to the room.

	"None I can think of," was Damon's response.

	"Good," Jeff said as he fell back onto the bed and grabbed Damon in
an embrace.  "So," he paused as he let his hand go under Damon's shirt and
feel his treasure trail as it snaked up his abdomen. "Would you like to
stay the night again?"

	"Would you like me to?" Damon asked, giving his best sad puppy dog
look.

	"I'll lock the door if you try to leave."

	"Hmmmm."

	Any other response Damon may have had was silenced by Jeff's lips
meeting his.

############

Thanks to all that have written and asked me to continue this series.
Don't worry, Damon and Jake's story is just beginning.

My lover and I are going out of town for a few days for a much needed
vacation.  He has already warned me that I am not taking my laptop.  So
with the holidays next week, looks like this will be the final installment
until after the New Year.

frohe Weihnachten

Jake

jakeadams@verizon.net