Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2012 09:53:48 -0400
From: Ronyx <ronyx@woh.rr.com>
Subject: A Delicate Situation   Chapter 11

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A Delicate Situation       Chapter 11


"No!" I screamed as Raleigh lifted me off the ground. "Leave me alone!"

"Shut up!" he yelled as he pulled me into the shower area. "You think
you're too good for us. We'll show you." He then turned to Travis. "Let's
pants him!"

"NO!" I tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he was too strong. I kicked at
Travis when he started to unfasten my jeans. "Stop it!" I screamed. "Help!"

"Stop struggling!" Raleigh shouted as he put his arms around me so Travis
could remove my jeans. With one yank, my lower body was exposed to
them. Raleigh laughed and placed his arms around my waist. "Now his shirt,"
he told Travis. My shirt was pulled over my head and I was naked before
them. Raleigh released me, and threw me against the shower wall. I put my
hand around my genitals in an effort to cover myself.

Travis stepped up to me, bent down and said, "Don't feel so big and
important right now, do you? Your boyfriend isn't around to protect you."

I shrunk back and tried to cover my nakedness. I was trembling because I
didn't know what they planned to do to me. "Let me go, please?" I pleaded.

Raleigh reached out, grabbed me by my neck and pulled me into the middle of
the shower. "We ain't done with you yet, Rich Boy." I struggled to free
myself, but his grip was too tight.  I attempted to kick him, but he moved
behind me and wrapped his arms around my body. "Quit struggling!"

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked nervously.

He looked over at Travis. "What do you want to do with him?"

Travis shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. This was all your idea." I
continued to try to break free, and I pleaded with them to let me go.

"I know!" Raleigh laughed. "Let's take him downstairs in the elevator and
throw him out into the lobby."

"NO!" I screamed. I tried to kick at Travis, but he grabbed my legs.

"Come on!" he said to Raleigh. "This will show him he's not as big as he
thinks he is." I kicked and screamed as they carried me to the elevator. No
one else must have been in their rooms, because no one looked out to see
what was happening.

I continued to fight them as we got on the elevator and the door
closed. However, with Raleigh holding me around my waist, and Travis
holding my legs, it was impossible for me to break free. Suddenly, the
elevator stopped on the ground floor and the door opened. They put me down
and pushed me naked into the lobby. Two girls, who were waiting to get on,
jumped back and gasped when they saw what was going on.

As the elevator door began to close, Travis waved and said, "See ya, Fag."

I quickly looked around to see who was watching. Besides the two girls,
there appeared to be about eight others sitting watching television. They
stared at me as I attempted to cover my nakedness.

"My God!" One of the girls shrieked. "What is going on?" She took off her
blue sweater and handed it to me. I quickly wrapped it around my
waist. "Are you all right?"

I was trembling violently as she pulled me away into an area that contained
vending machines. "Are you hurt?" she asked worriedly. Her friend
disappeared out of the room. The girl was still trying to comfort me, when
a minute later her friend reappeared with a guy whom I had noticed often in
the lobby.

He bent down and asked me, "What happened?" When I didn't answer, he said,
"I'm Brian Loggins. I'm the dorm resident advisor." He asked the girls to
leave as he placed his arm around my back and led me from the small
room. He tried to cover my naked body with his large build as we walked to
his room that was located not far from the elevator. If he hadn't been
holding me tightly, I would have fallen to the ground.

When we got to Brian's room, he went to his closet, took out a robe and
handed it to me. "Here, put this on." I wrapped it around my body and sat
down on the bed. He sat down and asked me what happened. I was still too
upset to talk about what had occurred upstairs. He stood and walked into a
bedroom. I could hear him talking on the phone, but I was unable to make
out what he was saying.

A minute later, he walked back in and sat beside me on the bed. "What
happened, Dorian?" I looked over quickly at him. As far as I could
remember, I hadn't told him my name. When I didn't speak, he got up again
and disappeared again. He returned a few minutes later and handed me a cup
of coffee.

"Here," he said as he handed me the cup. "This will help." I took it and
carefully sipped from the mug. After a minute, he again asked, "What
happened? Although I have a good idea."

I looked into his eyes and asked, "How do you know who I am?"

He laughed nervously. "I've known who you are since you first arrived. It's
my job to know."

"Is Dr. Avery having you watch me?" When he turned and got up, I knew the
answer. A minute later, someone knocked at the door. Brian walked over and
opened it. Two campus security officers appeared, and Brian walked out into
the hall to talk to them.

When they returned, one of the officers, a huge man with a stomach so large
one of the buttons on his shirt had popped off, approached me and crossed
his arms. "Would you like to tell me who stripped you naked?" He took a
small notebook from his pocket and waited for me to respond.

I was so nervous, I had to clasp my hands together to keep them from
shaking. I looked over at Brian. "Do I have to tell him?" He nodded. I took
a deep breath. "Travis Slade, and a boy named Raleigh. I don't know his
last name."

"Halderman," Brian stated angrily. "He's a real asshole. He's caused
nothing but trouble since he got here."

Just then, the officer's radio blurted out an alert. He looked at his
partner and said, "We've got a disturbance on the fourth floor." They
turned and bolted for the door.

"What happened?" I asked Brian.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. There must be a fight or
something." I thought that maybe Raleigh and Travis might have gotten into
a fight over stripping me naked. They both had appeared drunk when they did
it. Brian sat down and kept asking me if I was all right. He wanted to know
if they had sexually assaulted me. I told him they hadn't physically hurt
me, but I was humiliated when they shoved me naked from the elevator.

Brian got up when there was a knock on the door. The two campus security
officers entered. A second late, a third entered holding Seth tightly by
the arm. He pulled away from the officer and knelt down in front of me.

"Are you okay?" His face was flushed, and there appeared to be new bruises
on his face.

I asked worriedly, "What did you do?"

"Forget about me," he said. "Did Travis and Raleigh hurt you?"

"No," I insisted, "but how did you know?"

"When I went to the restroom," he replied, "I saw your clothes lying all
over the bathroom floor. When I didn't see you, then I knew Travis or
Raleigh had to have done something to you."

The officer who had escorted Seth into the room remarked, "He pert near
killed one of them boys. You should see his face. One of his eyes is so
swollen, he can't even see out of it."

Seth smiled nervously, "That would be Raleigh."

I looked up at Brian and asked, "What's going to happen now? Is Seth in any
trouble?" I didn't want him to be expelled from school because of me. If he
hurt Raleigh as bad as it sounded, then he could be in a lot of trouble.

"I don't know," replied Brian. "I'm waiting on a call from Dr. Avery to see
what he wants to do."

"Dr. Avery!" I shouted. "Please don't get him involved in this. He'll tell
my father."

"Sorry," he said. "When I saw what happened to you, I had to call or he
would have had my ass."

I sat nervously on Brian's bed, and Seth sat close to me. Brian paced
around the room and kept looking down at his phone. The three officers
remained by the door, blocking it in case Seth or I tried to leave. After
an awkward fifteen minutes, Brian's phone finally rang. He walked out into
the hallway so we couldn't hear his conversation.

A few minutes later, he reappeared and told the officers, "You're to escort
Dorian and Seth back to their rooms and help them pack up their
belongings."

"What!" I hollered. "We're being kicked out of school! We didn't do
anything!"

"Why do we have to go?" Seth asked as he threateningly approached
Brian. Two of the officers stepped between them.

"Look," Brian replied nervously. "You're not getting kicked out. He looked
over at me, "For Dorian's safety, we're moving you down to the first
floor."

"I was told there are no rooms available."

"Actually," he replied, "there aren't. But down the hall from here are the
rooms for married graduate students. One just became vacant last week. A
new couple was supposed to move in next week, but Dr. Avery ordered me to
let you and Seth have it."

Seth and I looked at each other. Brian continued, "I think you'll like
it. It's like living in a small apartment."

One of the security guards said gruffly, "Come on, Boys. Let's go get your
things."

Before leaving, I asked Brian, "What about Travis and Raleigh? What's going
to happen to them? Will they be kicked out of school?"

Brian shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Usually when dealing with
these kinds of pranks..."

I interrupted him when I screamed, "Pranks! This wasn't a prank! They
stripped me naked and tossed me out of the elevator!"

"Okay," Brian replied nervously. "Let Dr. Avery sort this out."

I looked worriedly at Seth. "I guess that means I'll be going home." He put
his arm around my shoulder as we followed the three officers out to the
elevator. Students stared at me as I walked still draped in Brian's large,
green robe.

The hallway was eerily quiet when we approached the room. It appeared that
the dorm floor might have been evacuated because two other security
officers were stationed at the end of the hall. Several large boxes had
been placed inside the room for us to pack our belongings. Seth closed the
door behind us after we entered.

"What in the hell went on this morning?" I looked over at the clock. It was
after two o'clock. I had missed lunch and my afternoon classes.

I walked over to my dresser, removed some clothing and tossed them into a
box. "When I came back to the room," I told Seth, "I went into the
bathroom. Raleigh and Travis were in there. They blocked the door so I
couldn't get out. They called me a fag, and said they were going to get
even with me. Travis told Raleigh they should pants me, and then they took
me to the elevator and threw me out naked onto the first floor. That's when
Brian saw me and took me back to his room."

"I knew something had happened," replied Seth, "when Sydney said you came
back to the room alone, I had a bad feeling. I came to check on you. When I
found the door unlocked, and you gone, I knew something had happened. When
I saw your clothes on the shower floor, I went looking for Travis. He and
Raleigh were in their room."

"What happened," I asked. "The officer said you messed Raleigh's face up
really bad."

"Yeah," he grinned. "He told me had taken care of my boyfriend. When I
approached him and asked me what he had done to you, he tried to swing at
me. That was his mistake." He looked down at his knuckles and rubbed
them. "I never told him I trained for a while in high school to be a
boxer."

"Did you really hurt him?"

"Naw," he laughed. "I don't think so anyways. Two jabs to his right face
and he dropped to the ground. Travis tried to hit me, but I gave him a left
to the stomach. He bent over and blew his lunch all over the floor."

"Ewww," I giggled. "Gross." I pulled a pair of underwear, shorts and a
white tee shirt from a box and began dressing.

"Yeah," he smiled. "They can bully someone like you, but when they have to
face someone their own size, they are nothing but little girls." We laughed
and continued to pack our clothes into the boxes. After twenty minutes, we
stood back and observed the room.

"Did we forget anything?" asked Seth.

"I don't think so," I said as I rechecked my dresser drawers. "What do you
think our new room looks like?"

"Who cares," commented Seth angrily. "At least we'll be away from these
assholes."

"What do you think will happen to us?" I asked worriedly. "Dad is sure to
find out what happened. What if he makes me go home?"

Seth put his hand reassuringly on my shoulder. "You didn't do anything,
Dorian. Besides, he may not find out what happened."

"If Dr. Avery knows," I remarked, "then Dad knows." When we opened the
door, two of the officers helped us carry the boxes down to Brian's room.

Brian was waiting in the hall as we approached. "You guys are really
lucky," he said as he handed Seth and me a key. "These rooms are reserved
for grad students. Even I can't get one." We followed him to room 118. Seth
took his key and opened the door. When we entered, it was if we had walked
into a small apartment. The room was large. It looked similar to Amanda's
apartment. There were a tan sofa and small chair off to the right. A 19"
flat screen television was mounted on the wall. To the left was a small
kitchenette, complete with a microwave oven, a small refrigerator and a
table with two chairs. A door directly in front of us led to a bedroom and
bathroom.

"The bed is full-size," announced Brian, "and the sofa folds out into a
bed. I guess you guys will have to decide who gets the bedroom." Seth
looked over and grinned.

"Not fair," I whined. "Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you get the
bed." Brian started laughing.

"I have an idea," he said as he dug into his pants for a coin. He looked at
me, "Heads or tails?" He then tossed a nickel into the air.

"Heads!" I shouted as I watched him catch it, put it on his arm and place
his hand over it. I held my breath as he removed his hand.

"Yes!" Seth shouted when he saw the coin was facing tail's up. I frowned
and flipped him off. Just then, one of the security guards appeared and
told Brian that our belongings were in the living room.

We went out and looked around. "Now we have to put all this shit back,"
grumbled Seth.

"Yeah," I remarked cheerfully. "But look what we got."

Brian asked us to have a seat. He sat down in the chair as Seth and I sat
together on the sofa. "Okay," he began. "We need to talk about this."

"What's going to happen next?" I asked.

"Dr. Avery wants this to be kept as quiet as possible," he stated. I looked
over at Seth. "You're not an ordinary student, Dorian. The school is going
to a lot of expense to make sure this doesn't become an issue." He looked
around the room. "These rooms are normally rented to grad students. You're
getting to live here as if it were a dorm room."

"So what happens to those assholes upstairs?" Seth asked angrily. "If you
want to keep things quiet, does that mean you're going to forget what they
did to Dorian?

"No," answered Brian quickly. "There will be a hearing with the Dean of
Student Affairs. He'll decide what to do with them."

Seth asked sarcastically, "So things will be swept under the rug?" Brian
frowned.

"Does my father know what happened? I asked worriedly.

"I don't know, Dorian," replied Brian. "I guess it's up to Dr. Avery to
tell him."

I looked over at Seth and remarked, "Then he knows."

Brian clapped his hands together and announced, "I'd better be going." He
looked at the boxes and clothing on the floor. "I'll let you two get
settled in. If you need anything, I'm right down the hall."

The bedroom contained a double closet, so finding space for our things
wasn't a problem. I was still upset that Seth got to sleep in the bed,
while I had to sleep on the sofa in the living room. I wanted to suggest
that we could share the bed, but I was afraid he might think I had another
motive. I liked Seth- a lot. However, he was like a big brother to
me. Having sex with him had never entered my mind. He was straight, and I
would never interfere with the relationship he had with Sydney.

We had almost finished, when someone started banging on the door. Seth went
into the living room while I stayed in the bedroom. By the harsh knocking,
I was afraid it might be Travis and Raleigh.

Sydney and Jade burst through the door when Seth unlocked it. "Where is
Dorian!" Jade screamed as she rushed into the room. When I stepped from the
bedroom, she and Sydney ran over and embraced me tightly.

`Thank God you're all right," Sydney cried into my shoulder. "We just heard
what happened to you."

Jade stepped back and studied me. "Did they hurt you?"

"I'm okay," I assured them. I was worried because I didn't know how they
found out. "Who told you?"

"It's all over the dorm," Sydney replied. She gripped my arm when she
noticed the sullen look on my face.

"Shit," I moaned as I sat down on the sofa. I looked up and asked, "The
whole dorm knows what happened?"

"They know what happened," Jade replied. "I don't think they know it was
you. They just know someone got pushed out of the elevator without their
clothes on." She started pacing around the room. "That is so fucked up."
She asked Seth, "Did they arrest the bastards?"

"No," he said. "Brian, the dorm resident, said they'll probably have some
kind of hearing. I don't think they will do much to them."

"This isn't right," replied Jade. "I'm going to call Cameron and see if we
can do something about it. This is gay bashing, sexual harassment or
something. They should get their asses thrown out of school."

I stood and insisted, "No, Jade. If this gets back to Dad, he will remove
me from school. Dr. Avery already warned me if I do anything to bring
attention to myself, he'll call my father."

She stepped up to me and replied, "But you didn't do anything, Dorian."

"But he'll think I did," I said sadly.

She walked away, pacing around the room before returning to me. "Damn it,
Dorian. You can't live your life worrying all the time what your father is
going to say." She looked down at my crotch. "Someday you've got to grow a
pair."

"Please don't start again, Jade." I walked to the other side of the
room. Seth and Sydney were quietly watching our conversation. "You know how
my life is."

"That's just it," replied Jade as she walked over and poked me in my
chest. "That's how your life is. It's not how it's supposed to be. You're
nineteen now. You've got your own life to live."

I walked over and sat down on the sofa, placed my head in my hands and
moaned, "Then what am I supposed to do?"

Seth walked over and sat beside me. He put his arm around me and said,
"Dorian has been through a lot today. Let's just forget about it and go get
something to eat. We can talk about this tomorrow when he's not so upset."
I leaned back into his embrace. I felt safe.

Taking a cue from Seth, Sydney started walking around the room, peeking
into the bedroom. "Is this yours?" Seth explained how Brian had gotten a
call from Dr. Avery telling him to let us have the room. Jade laughed when
he told how I had lost the coin toss.

We sat around and talked for a few more minutes before deciding to go to
dinner somewhere. I told them I didn't want to go, and I would have
preferred to stay in the room. I didn't want to show my face. Jade and
Sydney already indicated that others in the dorm knew about my
experience. It would only take a day or two before they realized it was me.

Jade literally drug me from the room. I kept insisting that I wasn't
hungry, but she would reply, "Yes, you are." Only a few students were
sitting in the lobby as we left the dorm. None of them even looked up as we
walked out.

"See," exclaimed Jade as we continued down the sidewalk. "I told you no one
would notice you." Instead of eating at one of the student dining areas, we
decided to eat at a nearby KFC. For a weeknight, it was rather
crowded. Since there were no seats in the dining area, we decided to take
our order back to the dorm room.

As we approached the dorm, I noticed a large, black Buick parked in
front. When we were ten feet away, the passenger door opened, and a
familiar figure exited the car. He was tall and wore a dark blue suit.

"Shit," I stopped and muttered.

The others looked in the direction of the man standing before us on the
sidewalk. Seth instinctively moved in front of me. Jade asked, "Who is
that?"

"Leo Sturzer," I replied. "Dad's campaign manager."

Sydney asked, "What's he want?"

I responded, "You know what he wants."

I looked over when Leo called out my name, opened up the back door to the
vehicle and ordered, "Get in, Dorian."


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