Further Down The
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From the last chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shortly after the drinks had arrived, the cabin crew
began to serve breakfast. It was a much welcome energy booster after the
exertion that we had just gone through in the bathroom. It was also good to be
eating a breakfast of bacon, sausages, tomatoes, hash browns and eggs for the
first time in over a month. Once breakfast was over, it was time to fasten seat
belts as we were on the final approach in to
clearing immigration, baggage claim and customs we made our way out of the
terminal and found our hire car and headed off to the hotel. The hotel that we
were staying at was on the main coastal road over looking
Further down the yellow brick road chapter 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Once we arrived at the hotel, we checked into our suite and had a porter help us with our baggage. Once in the room, we tipped the porter and then closed the door, giving us some privacy. I turned on the radio and tuned into a local station that was playing classic hits from the 1970s and the 1980s. The first song that I heard was one that brought back a lot of happy memories for me as it was the song that Liam and I used to help Keith discover his singing talents soon after he came to live with us. It was a song by the singer and songwriter BILLY JOEL called MY LIFE and the lyrics were as follows:
Got a call from an old friend
We used to be real close
Said he couldn't go on the American way
Closed the shop, sold the house
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives them a stand-up routine
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone
I never said you had to offer me a second chance
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
I still belong, don't get me wrong
And you can speak your mind
But not on my time
They will tell you you can't sleep
Alone in a strange place
Then they'll tell you you can't sleep with somebody else
But sooner or later you sleep
In your own space
Either way it's okay to wake up with yourself
It was also special in that we had recorded it as a charity record to raise money for an anti bullying campaign that we had got involved with. Anyway, Gary and I decided that we would both shower and then go off in search of some lunch. We were both undressed quicker than you could say JUMPING JACK FLASH.
I had to laugh at that and just pushed him off in the direction of the bathroom. I was just about to go and join him when the phone rang. I went and answered by saying, "Jason speaking and how may I help you?"
"Hi Jay," said the voice on the other end of the phone, which I immediately recognised as Keith.
"Hi bro' and what can I do for you?" I asked.
"Well I'm flying to LA next week for an audition for a part in a movie and was wondering if Josh would be OK with me staying at his place?"
"You'll have to call and ask him," I said as I got out my electronic organizer to find Josh's number, which I then relayed to Keith.
"So how's the honeymoon going?" Keith asked me.
"Great," I replied, "but I have something waiting for me in the shower, so excuse my ignorance but I have to go."
"I get the picture," Keith said, "see you next week."
With that we ended the call and I headed for the shower.
had joined the drama group at school soon after he started and within a few
weeks had gone to audition for a part in a soap opera that was produced by a TV
hadn't taken long for Keith to effectively disown his parents. By the end of the
first week he only ever referred to his former father as, `the sperm donor', due
to the fact that he had been so badly treated by that evil man. With that
thought lingering in my mind, I made my way into the bathroom and joined
then started to work my way down
his orgasm ended. I got onto my feet and we kissed passionately for a few
we had finished our sex play, we took turns in washing each others hair and
bodies, paying very special attention to certain favourite parts. Once we felt
that we were both thoroughly clean, we stepped out of the shower and dried each
other off and then walked back into the bedroom, still locked at the lips like
Well, I was getting hard again and by now we really did need to go in search of some food. I looked at the clock and noticed that we had taken nearly two hours to shower and so I said, "that must have been the longest shower in history."
both fell back onto the bed in fits of laughter and kissed each other once
again. We finally dressed and headed back downstairs to find a place to eat.
Once we reached the lobby of the hotel, it was decision time as to where to eat.
The hotel had a great selection of places. There was French, Italian, Chinese,
Thai, Japanese, a Fine dining restaurant, a fish restaurant and then a place
called THE GOURMET BURGER BAR and it
was there that we decided to have lunch. They offered a huge selection of
burgers that were made from beef, chicken, lamb, veal, tuna, salmon and a 101
other things. (Ok, so that is an exaggeration but you understand what I mean).
"You don't get this in McDonalds," I said.
you won't have any trouble getting it in your mouth will you?"
I told him he was a filthy minded pervert, a comment that we both laughed at. Anyway, my burger really was impressive. It was made from minced beef fillet and cooked medium rare and the centre of the burger contained a small amount of some kind of beef stew. The bottom half of the bun was spread with mayonnaise, then there was some shredded lettuce, sliced tomatoes, pickled cucumber, then the burger, which itself was topped with goats cheese, fried onions, sweet corn relish, a spicy salsa, and, well that was just about it. No wonder they called it THE ULTIMATE. The only thing that was a little disappointing was the fries. They were those thin American things that went all soggy if you put vinegar on them. Give me good old thick cut British chips any day, now they could stand having a good dose of vinegar on them.
we had finished eating,
"I don't know about you but I could do with burning off a few calories," I said
and what medical condition is that?"
"I think they call it sex on the brain." That had me laughing so hard that I nearly fell off my stool.
left the hotel and crossed over the road and onto
who was on the phone earlier?"
"That was Keith. He flys over to LA next week for an audition for a movie part and he wanted to know if it would be OK for him to stay at Josh and Angelas place. I said that he would have to call them and make sure it is OK first. I'm sure it will be," I responded to the question regarding the phone call.
"Is Alexei coming with him?"
"I forgot to ask but I think he will be. You know how those two are, they like to be together as much possible," I said.
walked along the beach and talked about nothing in particular. One thing we did
talk about was how much evidence there was of the earthquake that had hit these
total, we spent around two hours walking along the beach before heading back to
the hotel. Once we got back there, we dropped into one of the bars and shared a
bottle of wine before going back to our suite to change for dinner. We had
decided to eat in the Japanese restaurant that night and the food was excellent.
We had been to
We finally got back to our room at around ten pm and opened a bottle of wine to drink as we lay in bed. We also had another look-over the accounts. In reality, Gary and I were actually worth over three hundred million pounds. Well, we had a one third share in both WILD BOYS (MERCHANDISING) LTD and SONIC IMAGINATIONS (PUBLISHING) LTD and these two companies had a value of around £150,000,000. Then there was the studio complex that I owned which was worth around £60,000,000 and finally the business that I had inherited from my parents and this was now valued at about £200,000,000. It had been pretty much run by the directors and managers since the death of my parents and they had made numerous offers to buy the company but I had always refused to sell because it had been a stipulation of the will that I couldn't sell the company before I was 21 but I was now having second thoughts. It was something that I had absolutely no interest in and I saw little point in retaining the ownership of it when I could sell it and use the money for something better.
"The business that mum and dad left me. As you know, I have no interest in it and the most recent offer that I had from the people who have been running it since my parents died is in the region of two hundred million. It is those people who have developed the business into what it is now and I think that they should have the chance to own it and develop it even further so that they get the real reward for all their hard work," I said.
"But wouldn't that be going against the terms of the will? I thought you had to wait until your 21st before you could sell?"
"That was the terms of the will but I think that if my parents were still alive and in this position, then they would accept the money and get shut of the business."
"But is there any real need to increase your wealth by that amount?"
"Correction," I said, "our wealth. I don't plan on keeping the money myself; I was going to put it into the charitable foundation."
charitable foundation was something that had been set up by the band to raise
money for numerous charities that we had become involved with such as childline,
kidscape and the Albert Kennedy trust. The AKT was something that was close to
my heart and was an organization that gave help to gay teens who were having
problems with their sexuality and offered help to these kids. Many of the kids
that the AKT helped had been thrown out of their homes when they came out to
their parents. The AKT offered them help and advice and in many instances helped
them to find a home, usually with a gay couple who would act as mentors. The AKT
was named after Albert Kennedy, a sixteen year old gay boy who had fallen to his
death from the top of a multi story car park in 1989 whilst being chased by some
homophobic bullies. We also supported various
Having said that, it had always disturbed me when I
watched news broadcasts of disasters that occurred around the world, such as the
Tsunami that hit the Asian sub continent in 2004 or the hurricane disaster that
"That's a very generous thing to do,"
"Just imagine the daily interest that that amount of money would generate, that alone would be enough to keep all the causes that we support going for years to come. The other reason is that it would greatly reduce the tax liability. And, before you say anything, I know that seems a little selfish but when you truly think about it, what I am proposing here, it's not."
By now it was just after midnight and we where lying in bed watching the original 1976 version of THE OMEN, which is so much better than the 2006 remake. I picked up the phone and dialled the number for Mr.Littlers office. He answered within three rings and said, "Joe Littler speaking and who am I talking to?"
"Jason Russell," I said, "and I am calling about this latest offer for the manufacturing business and to inform you that I would like to accept it".
"You do understand that it goes against the terms of the will?" He asked me.
"I am aware of that but I think it's time that the people who got the business to were it is now had the chance to fully reap the rewards of their hard work," I said.
"I'm sure your parents would be happy with this decision if they were alive."
"I know they would, especially the next part. I personally do not wish to benefit from the sale of the business, I want all of the proceeds invested for the benefit of the charitable foundation," I said.
"Well that sounds like a very clever move and one I am sure your parents would have fully understood and appreciated," Mr. Littler said. "I'll start work on it straight away. So how is the holiday going?"
"Fantastic. It has been a great way of recharging the
batteries. At the moment Gary and I are in
"That can be arranged," Mr.Littler said, "call the office to make an appointment when you get home".
"It's been good talking to you and I'll make that appointment as soon as I get home".
With that, my lawyer and I said our goodbyes and hung up.
decided that I would also call dad. Dad answered the phone by saying, "Hi Jay,
good to hear from you. How's
fine," I said and this wasn't a lie as
It was when dad said, "Is everything Ok Jay?"
"Yes dad, I never felt better."
Before I could say anything else, the phone went dead
and I just dropped it on the floor as I said to
"Oh yes," was all I could say.
The phone started to ring and I answered it. It was dad calling back like he said he would. "We have a little crisis on our hands," dad informed.
"And what might that be?" I enquired.
"Liam is threatening to leave the band."
"Why?" Was my monosyllabic reply.
"Because Chris and Steve have decided to start smoking," dad told me.
I could understand this from Liams point of view. He totally hated people smoking and that wasn't that hard to understand. His mum had been a heavy smoker and that resulted in her going to an early grave. I had known Liam to fire two of his guitar technicians when he caught them smoking. How could Chris and Steve be so fucking stupid?
off I called Liam and told him that I would get this sorted out one way or
another. I then made a conference call to Chris and Steve and gave them some
real shit. I ended that call by telling them that they were out of the band. I
didn't give a shit about the tour we had coming up. I then just sat there,
staring into space until
"Not really, I just lost the two best friends that I ever had," I told him.
now it was well after two in the morning.
"Not now, I just want to go to sleep and forget about this mess for now," I said.
8.45 the next morning we were sat eating breakfast and I was pouring my heart
We went off in our chartered helicopter and flew over volcanoes, watched surfers riding huge waves and saw some spectacular sights. But my heart just wasn't in it. I have fucked up big time and I didn't know how to sort this whole mess out. When we got back to the hotel there was a fax waiting for me. It was all the legal papers that would officially put Chris and Steve out of the band and pay them off for their shares in the publishing and merchandising companies. They had already been signed by Liam and Ross; they just required signatures from Gary and me. Then I would fax them back to dad and with in a day or two it would all be over. Chris and Steve would hate me for ever.
two of us sat and had a drink in the bar and
"Neither can I," I said as I took out my mobile phone. I called first Steve and then Chris but got no answer from either their mobiles or their private numbers at home. I called Geoff and Amandas home number, even tho' I knew it was three in the morning back home. I had to talk to Chris or Steve and get this sorted out or I would probably end up in the asylum with the rest of the nutters.
The phone was answered by Amanda on the third ring. I could tell from the way she answered that she was not happy. "This better be important at this ungodly hour," she said.
"Amanda, I'm really sorry about calling you at this time but it really is important," I said.
"Oh, Jason, sorry I was so abrupt but I think I can guess what this is about," Amanda said.
"Yeah, I messed up by telling Chris and Steve that I want them out of the band," I said. "Would you mind waking Chris so that I can talk to him?"
would be a little difficult as him and Steve are on their way to see you in
That little piece of information offered me some hope. At least they were making an effort. "And one more thing," Amanda said, "None of us are happy that they took up smoking and I know I speak not only for me but also for Geoff, Howard and Linda when I say that."
"Thank you. I only hope that I can get this sorted out when they get here."
With that I ended the call so that Amanda could go back to sleep.
End of chapter 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well I am overdue for a cliff-hanger and that seemed like a good place to leave you in suspenders, oops, I meant suspense.
I was a little disappointed after chapter 37 of SAD SONG as I only heard from Alex, Neil, Carl and David Lee. Come on guys and drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org. I love reading your e-mails. And Alex, I hope there were enough intimate moments between Jason and Gary for you in this chapter.
I almost forgot this but I have to put it in so that I don't risk getting my ass sued for millions. The lyrics to the song MY LIFE were written by Billy Joel and are copyright 1978 SONY ENTERTAINMENT MUSIC LTD.
Until next time, take it easy.