Date: Tue, 29 Feb 2000 22:03:01 EST
From: Kenitra Writer <kenitra_canada@hotmail.com>
Subject: set you free part 4 & 5

Legalities: It's just a story folks. It is not intended to imply anything
about any of the Backstreet Boys or anyone else.  If you're offended,
please go away. If you're curious, read on, you might like it! If you're
too young, don't get caught.

Notes: Thanks to everyone who wrote to let me know they liked this story.
We're almost at the halfway point of the story! I know it's a little
different (at least the first part was ;-)) hopefully you'll like the rest
of it too!

Any comments about any of my stories, please drop me a line at
kenitra_canada@hotmail.com Please include the story title somewhere in your
message so I know which story you like or hate ;(

BTW - If you haven't read the earlier parts - I'm a gal!

Hope you enjoy. Kenitra

P.S. Since I missed posting part 4 before the little hiatus, I decided to
be nice and send 4 and 5 together. Part 5 reveals Jason's secret!

I'll Set You Free

**********
Part 4
*********

Jason discreetly held Brian's hand during takeoff and Brian smiled his
gratitude. Once in Orlando, Jason began to feel nervous, not only about
seeing Nick again, but also about meeting the three other guys. They took a
limo to the apartment complex where all five lived; Brian and Nick in a
three bedroom, Kevin, A.J. and Howie each had a two bedroom. It was
convenient all living in the same building yet they all had their own
space. One of the bodyguards had met them at the airport.

They arrived at the building and carried the luggage up to the apartment.
Nick wasn't there.

"Jason, I'm going to put your stuff in one of the guest rooms. For
appearances, we each have our own room." Brian looked closely at Jason and
misread the apprehension. He set the suitcase down and walked over to
Jason. "Jason, there is no pressure here, okay. This is your room now.  If
and when you feel comfortable enough and want to join Nick and I, then just
say so, or just come on in."

Jason nodded. "Thanks." Their hug was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Before Brian could answer it, the door swung open and Howie, Kevin and
A.J. strolled in.

"Hey, B, heard you were back," A.J. said, flopping down on the couch in the
living room.

Brian gently took Jason's arm and led him into the living room. "Guys, this
is Jason Hunter. I'm sure Nick has told you about him," Brian said.

Howie stopped in front of them. "Hi Jason, I'm Howie. I loved your photos,"
he said.

Jason smiled. "Thank you. Nice to meet you Howie."

A.J. jumped up. "Welcome to the circus, Jason," he said, shaking Jason's
hand before crashing back on the couch.

Kevin stepped forward and held out his hand. Jason looked up at the dark
haired man and his intense aqua colored eyes. Jason shook hands with
Kevin. It was almost like an electric shock passed between them. "Welcome,
Jason," Kevin said quietly.

"Thank you," Jason said and looked away. He wasn't sure what had just
happened.

"So where's Nicky?" Brian asked.

"He's at the studio with Max working on *I'll Set you Free*. He's really
got into this whole song writing thing," Howie explained.

The four band members began talking about the new album. It wasn't
intentional, but soon they forgot Jason was there. He slipped away
quietly. In his room, he pulled out one of his cameras and returned to the
living room. Standing in the doorway, he silently snapped pictures, zooming
in on each man as they spoke. He liked to get a feel for his subjects and
this was perfect.

Brian suddenly remembered Jason and looked up, smiling just as Jason took
the shot. "Perfect," Jason said softly with a smile.

It was only then that the others realized what he'd been doing. "Wow, are
you ever quiet," A.J.  said.

Jason shrugged. "You get the best shots when people don't know you're
taking them."

"By the way Bri, Max wants you to stop by tomorrow to talk about `Forever a
Child'." Kevin mentioned.

"Okay, thanks Kev."

"So who's ready to eat?" a loud voice asked from the door.

Jason turned to see Nick walk in. Nick spotted him standing there. "Jayce!"
Nick exclaimed and trotted over, gathering Jason into a bear hug. Jason
giggled, amazed at how much of a kid Nick was, and how much he enjoyed
it. Nick set Jason down and looked into his face. "I'm so happy you agreed
to come with Brian," he said intently, oblivious to the others sitting in
the room.

Jason smiled up at the big blond man. "So am I," Jason said honestly.

Nick finally noticed the others were staring at them. "So, are we going to
eat, or do I have to pass out from hunger?" he asked as he swung his arm
around Jason's shoulders.

"Okay, Okay. I'm game," A.J. said, pushing himself off the couch. "Just let
me grab my jacket and I'll meet you in the garage."

"And bring some money, you freeloader!" Howie called after him.

Everyone agreed to meet downstairs in ten minutes. Brian decided to change,
so Nick pulled Jason over to the couch.

"So how are you Jayce? Everything okay?" Nick sounded so concerned.

Jason smiled. "I'm good Nick, really. I think I'm just feeling a little
... overwhelmed. I know I made the right decision, though." Jason
impulsively leaned forward and kissed Nick softly.

Nick leaned back, pulling Jason on top of him. "Mmm, I forgot how good you
taste," Nick murmured before returning his lips to Jason's.

A few minutes later Brian came out. "Huh- hem." Jason and Nick looked at
him and grinned. The three headed down to the garage.

The six men and three trailing security men went to a favorite restaurant
that offered a large dinner buffet. The guys were used to Nick's eating
habits, but watched in awe as Jason matched him, plate for plate.

Jason just grinned, "Hey I'm still a growing boy." Everyone laughed. Brian
was relieved to see Jason fitting in so well with the others. He thought
Jason had been withdrawing but figured it was just everything happening so
quickly.

Back at the apartment, Jason was quiet as they walked through the door. "I
think I'm gonna crash. It's been a long day," Jason said.

Nick looked hurt, but Brian just smiled gently. "Sure Red. See ya in the
morning."

Nick slumped down on the couch. "What was that about?" he asked.

Brian shook his head and sat down beside Nick. "I'm not sure babe. I think
he's still trying to figure everything out. I'm going to the studio
tomorrow, so you'll be able to spend some time with him, okay."

Nick loved the southern lilt of Brian's voice. "Okay, B. Missed ya," he
said, leaning over to kiss Brian.

"Missed ya too," Brian said softly.

Nick laughed. "Yeah, but at least you had someone to keep you company."

"Mmm, I'll keep ya company tonight," Brian whispered seductively.

Nick reached over and picked up Brian, carrying him down the hall to their
bedroom. He kicked the door closed before gently setting Brian on the huge
king sized bed and lying down beside him. Nick ran his hand down Brian's
body. He'd missed having him next to him at night. Brian quivered. Nick
stroked Brian's firm jaw, loving the feeling of muscle and flesh. He turned
Brian's face and lowered his lips to Brian's.

The lips were so familiar to him, but he explored them anyway, renewing his
knowledge of the flesh, the tongue and the teeth in Brian's warm
mouth. Brian moaned and began to squirm. Nick could make him hot and hard,
faster than anyone could. Nick knew it. His hand moved back down Brian's
chest until it covered the hard, protruding mound between his thighs. He
squeezed and Brian gasped. It had been five days since he and Jason had
made love. He wanted a man in him now.

Brian only had to look at Nick and Nick knew exactly what Brian
wanted. They quickly stripped off their clothes. Lust and anticipation
showed openly on Brian's face. Brian reached into the drawer of the bedside
table and grabbed a tube of lubricant, tossing it to Nick.  When Nick was
fully erect he was huge and Brian knew that he couldn't take him without
some help, no matter how much he wanted to. Brian watched Nick lube his
pole; it was bigger than Brian had ever seen it and he licked his lips.

Brian flipped onto his stomach, raising himself to his hands and knees; a
signal to Nick that Brian wanted a hard, rough fuck. Nick brutally shoved
two lubed fingers deep into Brian causing him to gasp loudly. He grabbed a
pillow to help muffle himself knowing it was going to be a real screamer.

Nick grabbed Brian's hips and placed the huge head of his swollen cock at
the entrance to Brian's hole. He slapped Brian's ass twice before clenching
his muscles and drilling all the way into Brian. Brian screamed into the
pillow, "Oh fuck, Nick!" Nick paused to let Brian catch his breath.  When
he could feel Brian's ass muscles working along his cock, he pulled
out. Brian was panting hard and clenching the pillow tightly.

Nick leaned forward, running his tongue up Brian's spine. "More?" he
whispered and before Brian could even nod, Nick used his muscled thighs to
ram deeply back into Brian, pushing him forward on the bed. Nick grabbed
tightly to Brian's waist, holding him in place as he began to slam into
Brian like a sledgehammer over and over again. Brian's arms tired from the
constant pressure and he dropped to his forearms, his face driven into the
pillow by the constant pounding. Nick made it last as long as he could,
slowing down as he felt himself get close, then speeding up his thrusts.

Brian began to beg. "Please babe. Please Nico, I can't take it any more.
Please give it to me."  Nick reached around and grabbed Brian's hanging,
erect cock. He leaned over Brian's back and continued slamming into
him. Nick's hand squeezed and stroked Brian's cock, causing his ass to
tighten, giving Nick more pleasure.

"What is it that you want babe?" Nick whispered huskily, knowing he was
close.

"Please. I want your cum. I want it all," Brian panted.

Nick felt his balls tighten and his body spasm. "Here it comes babe!" he
cried out as his cock finally burst, like a river crashing through a
dam. Nick clutched tightly to Brian's back as he was rocked by wave after
wave of cum, firing out of him and into Brian's tight, hot channel. Nick
rested for a moment, catching his breath before he withdrew from Brian,
causing him to moan loudly at the sudden emptiness. Nick roughly flipped
Brian over onto his back and bent his head down, completely engulfing
Brian's unreleased cock.

"Oh god Nicky," Brian gasped loudly at the unexpected touch. Nick began to
move quickly up and down, sucking, licking and squeezing until Brian's body
relented and spewed his hot juices down Nick's thirsty throat.

Brian lay stretched out on the bed, completely spent and satisfied. Nick
lay down beside him and gently stroked his pounding chest. Brian rolled his
head to look at his blond lover. "We should leave you all alone more
often," he said with a grin.

Nick wrapped his arms around Brian. "Don't you dare!" he whispered
intently.  He closed his eyes and fell into his first deep sleep in nearly
a week.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Jason closed the door to his room and flopped down on the bed. He had been
truthful when he told Nick he was feeling overwhelmed. He could hear them
giggling, then heard the bedroom door close. More than anything he wanted
to join them, tell them the whole story. He had promised Cory he would, but
it was different now that he was here.

"Oh fuck, Nick!" Jason jumped a little when he heard Brian's muffled
scream.  He knew it was more a scream of pleasure than pain, but he covered
his head with his pillow, not wanting to hear more; it threatened to bring
back too many memories.

Jason curled up on the bed, trying to make a decision. He couldn't avoid
them indefinitely; he didn't want to. He could lie, but he knew both Nick
and Brian would see right through him. Then he thought about Kevin. What
had happened there? Jason could still feel the bolt of whatever that had
shot through him. Had Kevin felt it too?

Jason eventually drifted into a fitful sleep.

********** Part 5 *********

He woke up to the smell of food cooking; bacon and coffee. He rolled out of
bed, stopped at the bathroom and headed to the kitchen, pulling a t-shirt
on as he went.

Nick was cooking, sort of. He had bacon in the microwave and the bread in
the toaster. He looked up as Jason entered. "Morning Jayce!" he said
brightly.

Jason instinctively walked over and kissed Nick. "Good morning. Cooking?"
he asked skeptically, remembering the horror stories Brian had told him.

Nick laughed. "Oh fine, smartass. No food for you!" Nick put the bacon on a
plate with the nicely toasted bread and a cup of coffee. He walked out to
the living room and sat down. Jason grinned and poured himself some coffee
before joining Nick.

He sat beside Nick and slowly worked his hand over to the loaded
plate. Nick gave him a death stare, so Jason put on his `puppy-dog'
face. "Please?"

Nick took another bite of bacon and looked at Jason. Slowly a grin spread
across his face and he moved the plate so Jason could reach it easily. "Ya
know, that's good. With that face, you'll get whatever you want around
here," Nick said.

Jason sat back and munched on some bacon. He was happy to have some time
with Nick. "So how's the songwriting going?" Jason asked, grabbing another
piece of bacon.

"Awesome!" Nick said enthusiastically. "Until this album, I never really
thought about writing, but once I started, I loved it; being able to
express yourself with words and putting those words to music, it's
amazing."

Jason grinned, "That's how I feel about photography. Its really true that
one photo, if it's the right photo, can tell a thousand stories."

They looked at each other and something snapped into place. Both leaned
forward to kiss, turning their heads the same way. They giggled nervously
and Jason turned his head so their lips could meet, in a soft, sweet kiss.

Nick ran his long fingers down Jason's cheek. Jason couldn't take his eyes
from Nick's handsome face, his bright blue eyes and full lips. He grasped
Nick's hand, pulling it to his lips. One by one, he took each finger into
his mouth and sucked, tasting the bacon and butter from breakfast.  Jason
could see the growing passion in Nick's eyes; god they were so
expressive. He was amazed. The honesty and openness he saw there pained
him, wishing he could be as open.

"How is it that with everything you've been through, you live with your
heart in your eyes?" Jason asked in wonderment.

Nick smiled tenderly and shrugged slightly. "I don't know any other way,"
he replied before kissing Jason's mouth. Nick had been thinking about Jason
for nearly a week. He wanted him, but remembering what Brian had said he
didn't want to push. Nick decided to simply ask. He ran his tongue around
Jason's ear. "Jason," he breathed and Jason shivered, "Would you make love
with me?" Nick's voice was low and husky, full of pent up desire, but also
tenderness.

Jason wanted to, it might be his only chance. He stood and took Nick's
hand, walking to his bedroom. Nick gently pulled Jason to him, bending his
head to savor Jason's sweet lips.

Jason insinuated his hands under Nick's shirt, running his hands up and
down Nick's taunt chest and abdomen. He lifted the shirt so he could kiss
that chest, teasing a nipple with his tongue before pulling gently with his
teeth.

Nick threw his head back and gasped. "Yeah Jayce, that feels so good." Nick
yanked off his t- shirt. Jason popped the button on Nick's pants and
unzipped them, letting them drop to the floor.  Nick grasped Jason's head,
pulling him up so he could kiss him passionately.  Nick forced Jason's
mouth open and his tongue dove in, finding every hidden crevice, each
secret spot in Jason's mouth. They broke apart, gasping for air.

"Jason, will you make love to me, please," Nick pleaded gently. Jason
couldn't refuse those eyes, nor did he want to. He nodded. Nick stripped
off the remainder of his clothes, while Jason pulled off his boxers. He
looked at Nick sitting on the bed.

"I don't have anything," Jason said, but Nick shook his head.

"That's okay." He held out his hand and Jason took it. Nick backed up on
the mattress until his back reached the headboard. He slid his ass down and
lifted his knees. He pulled Jason down on top of him so they could kiss
again. Their hard members rubbed against each other as they ground their
hips. Jason sat back, kneeling between Nick's legs. He grabbed Nick's
pulsing rod and ran his hand up the shaft collecting the slick precum
seeping from the end. He mixed it with his own slickness, greasing up his
throbbing cock. Nick watched, completely lost to lust.

Jason took one lubed finger and ran it around the rim of Nick's hole before
inserting it in deep.  Nick gasped in pleasure, his ass instinctively
tightening. Jason moved his finger around, running along the ring inside,
making Nick squirm. Finally he moved forward and positioned his head,
sliding it in slowly, watching the ecstasy spread across Nick's face.

Jason continued his slow penetration until he could feel Nick's ass rubbing
his balls. Jason leaned forward to kiss Nick again. He began to move
slowly, a sweet gently fuck that was driving Nick crazy. Jason pulled out
only part way before filling Nick again, his cock danced around inside
Nick, touching every part of his channel. Jason continued his short soft
strokes until Nick began to beg. Nick needed more to reach his release.

Finally Jason gave in and pulled completely out, letting Nick gasp at the
loss, before entering quickly right to the base. Jason picked up speed and
reached down so he could grasp the head of Nick's erect tool. As he jammed
himself over and over again into Nick's ass, Jason pumped Nick's cock,
teasing the head then running his hand up and down the shaft.

Nick's entire body was bombarded with sensations and he knew he was about
to explode. Jason began working his hand harder, until Nick's rod began to
shoot. Jason leaned forward, trying to catch as much of the creamy liquid
in his mouth as he could. But then his own cock, squeezed by Nick's ass,
began to erupt and he threw his head back, pumping a few last times into
Nick, leaving a trail of cum behind. Jason collapsed on Nick and slid out
of his hole. Nick lowered his legs and held Jason tightly to him. "That was
beautiful," he whispered softly. Jason just held tighter to Nick.

******************************************* Jason felt a light smack on his
bare ass. "That ass belongs to me," the voice said.

Jason fell apart. His carefully built mental wall crumbled and the memories
broke through, flooding him with terror. He jumped off the bed in a
panic. "No!" he shouted. He looked at Nick, but didn't register the
face. He ran past Nick, grabbing his jeans from the chair he'd thrown them
on the night before. He had to get away. This time he would get away.

Nick tried to grab him but missed. Jason ran out the door, out of the
apartment, down the hall to the elevator. As soon as the doors opened he
jumped on, quickly pushing the button for down. He stood in the corner,
shaking, trying to rid himself of the ugliness overflowing his mind.

The door opened and he lunged, directly into a wall of human flesh. Strong
arms grabbed him, preventing him from escaping. He struggled, looking up
into intense blue eyes, pleading to be released. The elevator door closed,
his escape gone. Jason slumped against the wall.

"Jason?" a new voice penetrated his panic and he looked at Kevin through
tears. "My God, Jason, what's wrong?" Kevin asked, supporting Jason so he
didn't fall to the floor. Jason shook his head, unable to speak.

"Do you want to go back to Nick and Brian's?" he asked gently.

Nick? Brian? No, he couldn't face them, not now; he was garbage. Jason
shook his head.

The elevator doors opened and Jason looked up in fear. Kevin took his arm.
"It's okay Jason, this is my floor. Come on." Jason meekly followed. His
initial panic gone, replaced by emptiness and hopelessness.

Kevin led Jason inside and over to the couch. He quickly looked Jason over
seeing his lack of shoes, no money. `What the hell happened?' he
wondered. Jason sat, staring at nothing. Kevin pulled him into his arms. He
rocked Jason gently and rubbed his back. At first, Jason was completely
unresponsive. Then tears began to slowly trickle down his face.  He turned
into the comforting arms surrounding him and threw his arms around Kevin's
neck, letting all his pain, and grief, shame and horror, finally escape. He
sobbed into Kevin's shoulder for a long time. All Kevin could do was hold
tight and let him cry. Finally, Jason had no tears left.  Kevin continued
to hold him until Jason felt himself regain some control. He couldn't meet
Kevin's penetrating gaze.

"Could I take a shower?" he asked quietly.

Kevin released him. "Of course, Jason," Kevin said tenderly. He remained
where he was, listening as Jason turned the water on. He debated whether he
should call Nick and Brian. No one knew he was back yet so he didn't expect
anyone to look for Jason here.  He decided to wait and talk to Jason first.

Kevin went to his bedroom and pulled out some old track pants and a
t-shirt.  He heard the water shut off and walked to the door. The door was
ajar and he peered in. Jason was drying his legs, a towel around his waist,
his back to the door. Jason stood up and Kevin couldn't stop a loud gasp
from escaping.

Jason turned to see Kevin standing there. Kevin pushed the door open and
walked in. They looked at each other in the mirror.

"They don't know?" Kevin asked. Jason shook his head, turning sideways,
trying to get a better look at the criss-cross pattern of scars on his
back. "I brought you these," Kevin said quietly, handing the clothes to
Jason. Kevin had to ask. "Was it Cory?" he whispered.

"God, No!" Jason gasped, leaving only one other person.

"I'm so sorry."

Fresh tears sprung up in Jason's eyes. Kevin tenderly took Jason's hand and
led him to the bedroom. He softly pushed Jason onto the bed, then laid down
facing him. He wrapped his long limbs around Jason and held him, stroking
his damp hair.

"It's gonna be okay, Jason," Kevin murmured.

"What if they don't want me, when they find out?" Jason asked sadly, his
pain breaking Kevin's heart.

"How could they not want you?" Kevin asked, amazed. `I want you.' He
thought silently.

Jason closed his eyes, lulled by the constant motion of Kevin's hand on his
hair. He drifted to sleep, exhausted by his battle with his demons.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Nick looked at Jason sleeping. He looked so sweet. He still had his t-shirt
on, but his ass was bare, and what a beautiful ass it was. Nick couldn't
resist and walked over giving the bare flesh a light smack.

"That ass belongs to me," he said, intending to wake Jason up. He could
never have prepared for Jason's response. Jason jumped off the bed in
terror. He shouted, "No!"  looking right at Nick but not even seeing
him. Nick stood there dumbfounded.

He made a grab for Jason as Jason grabbed his jeans and ran out the door.
Nick quickly found his own clothes and called after Jason. He heard the
door slam. `What the hell just happened?'  He made it out the door and to
the elevator as it began to go down. There was no way he could beat it. He
pushed the button and ran back into the apartment, grabbing his cell
phone. Back in the hall, the second elevator arrived. A quick check showed
that Jason's elevator had gone to the parking garage. He tried the phone in
vain. It wouldn't work inside. The elevator finally stopped and he looked
around in panic. Jason had no money and no shoes; where did he go.

Nick ran outside and dialed the phone as he looked around.

"Hello."

"Bri, something's wrong. I don't know what happened, he just took off, he
looked right through me then ran and I can't find him." Nick was close to
tears.

"Nicky, calm down," Brian said. "Nicky, you still there?"

Nick gulped in some air. "Yeah."

"Okay. Now, something happened and Jason took off, is that right?"

"Yeah, but Bri, you didn't see his face. I'm scared."

"Nick, go find Howie and A.J. Kevin's at meetings. I'll be right home. It's
okay babe, we'll find him," Brian comforted Nick.

"Okay B. I'll find the guys. Bye." Nick ran back to the elevator and got
off on Howie and A.J.'s floor. He banged on A.J.'s door first, then ran
down the hall to Howie's.

A.J. walked out just as Howie opened his door. "Nick?" A.J. said, walking
to them.

"You have to help me find Jason. I don't know what happened but he just
flipped and took off. He has no shoes, and no money. He doesn't know where
he's going." Nick ran out of breath.

Howie put his hand on Nick's shoulder. "Okay, Nicky, calm down. We'll find
him. Let me get my stuff." Howie was back in a few seconds and they went to
the elevator where A.J. met them.

"Where'd he go?" A.J. asked.

Nick shook his head. "All I know is he took the elevator to the garage. I
took a quick look around but didn't see him." Nick fought back
tears. Somehow, this was his fault.

Brian must have called their security because when they reached the garage,
three of their men were there. Howie gave them a description of Jason and
they went outside to look down the nearby streets and park. Howie and
A.J. decided to work their way through the building. Brian pulled in
seconds after they left.

Nick ran over to him, remembering at the last second they were in a public
place. Brian could see the fear and panic on Nick's face. Without saying a
word, Brian took Nick by the arm, up the elevator, back to their apartment.

Nick threw himself into Brian's arms. "Its all my fault Brian," he cried.

Brian pulled back, grasping Nick's face. "Tell me what happened Nicky."

"We were in his bedroom. He'd fallen asleep. When I came back from the
bathroom, he was lying there, looking so sweet. His ass was uncovered. I
just gave it a light swat and said his ass belonged to me. He just
flipped." Nick was crying now. Brian led him to the couch where they sat
down. He waited for Nick to continue. "He jumped off the bed, his
face...God Brian...he was absolutely terrified. He looked right through
me before he ran out. I don't know what I did," he whispered.

Brian hugged him. "I don't think it was your fault Nick. We'll find out
when we find him."

Howie and A.J. came in, not having found any sign of Jason in the building.
All they could do was wait, wait for the bodyguards to call, wait for Jason
to come back. It was pure torture. No one spoke.

Suddenly the phone rang and they all jumped. Brian answered it. "Yeah?
...He is? ....Okay we'll check. Thanks Markus." Brian hung up.

"Apparently Kevin is back, and has been for a while. I'm gonna check."

Nick jumped up. "I'm going with you."

Brian looked to Howie and A.J. "We'll stay," Howie said.

Brian and Nick took the stairs the two floors to Kevin's place. Brian found
the door unlocked and walked in. It was quiet.

They looked around and checked the other rooms. They pushed open Kevin's
bedroom door and found Kevin stroking Jason's hair. It looked like Jason
was sleeping; he was wearing Kevin's clothes.

"What the hell?" Brian demanded.
***********************************
TBC

As always, any and all feedback is very much appreciated. Hope I didn't
disappoint too many!
Kenitra      kenitra_canada@hotmail.com