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It is starting to get into late autumn now and the thought of Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years break are needed. Things at school have been going well. Jason and I are no longer the hot topic of conversation. Jason has been keeping me busy a couple days a week after school playing catch and getting me back into the swing of things for when baseball starts up after the new year. We will play catch at his house or run bases at mine since I have more open room. We make sure to shower afterwards, together of course and it has become standard that we get each other off while in there either by mean of masturbation or oral sex. We still continue to sleep over on weekends at the others house but it isn't every weekend. We still continue to find new and fun things to do exploring each others bodies and stimulating ourselves for sexual release but we haven't gone all the way to anal sex.
My volunteering has been going fine too. The ride alongs have been fun and I even mixed it up a bit and went out in other towns in the county but I haven't gone out in my hometown. I also did a few shifts at the dispatch center and after two they let me assist by looking people up who are radioed in by the deputies. It was enjoyable but without the adrenaline rush, however there are times it could be stressful. I have my next ride along this coming Friday at 1700 with Stan. Dustin is doing one the same day and time up here.
Jason has been giving his future a little more thought as to what he would like to do. The military is always an option but he is also becoming interested in firefighting. I think it was because he finally sat down and watched Backdraft with me a couple weeks ago. The other day after school I took him over to the county fire department up here and we spoke to the captain on duty. They also have a youth volunteer program and he gave Jason the contact info for the person who runs it; Jason was giddy when we left. When he talked to his mom later that day she didn't share his enthusiasm on the topic but she did think it was good for him to explore career options before graduation.
Friday was upon me and I was sitting in fourth period listening to my English teacher ramble on about how our latest papers on Farenheit 451 were offensive to her intellect. She continued to rant about how we missed the mark, how we did not understand the concept of the assignment. To be honest it was taking all I had not to say something. She was really bringing the day down for everyone. She already graded and handed them back to us so we could see how badly we did but seriously, does she have to ruin a Friday for everyone? Perhaps it is going to make some of us enjoy the ringing of the bell so we don't have to hear her whine for a couple days. Soon enough the bell rang and it was time to grab some lunch with Jason.
He met me at my truck and we headed out to Frosty King for some fries and chocolate milkshakes. They have the best fries of any other place in town as well as being more popular than Sonic for their shakes and soft serve. What keeps most school kids away is the time it takes to get there, wait in line and the little time left over to eat and get back. It is better for seniors who have early days and are off at noon. That is something I am looking forward to next year; I just need to make sure I will have enough credits to graduate to take advantage of that.
"So are you going to have enough time to get ready and drive down to the hill for your ride along after school?" Jason asked.
"Yeah. It should only take me 30 minutes to shower and dress before heading out. Likely I should be down there with about 45 minutes to spare easily." I replied.
"Are you forgetting about conditioning after school?" Jason asked sternly.
"I was thinking we could take a day off and I would be active most of the night so that would be a good substitute." I said with puppy dog eyes.
"Just razzing you. I wasn't going to do it today but don't start scheduling ride alongs just to get out of conditioning." Jason quipped and slapped my leg.
"Where would I be without a great boyfriend like you?" I asked making a kissy face.
"Alone and jacking off." Jason shot back.
"Pretty much." I nodded.
The last bit of school was a welcome relief from the hell I had in English but to see if we were the only ones to get it bad, I swapped attendance runs so I could do that and also take one last glance at Jason for the day. Sure enough I popped my head into my English class and they were getting reamed about their papers. I made eye contact with Matt and gave him a look of sympathy and mouthed 'It's Friday, be happy.'
"Is there something you need Mr. Williams or are you just here to disrupt my class?" the teacher said.
"Just getting your attendance sheet and seeing if other classes were on the receiving end of your wrath today." I said and left quickly before she could respond.
She is a real bitch. She has a long last name so we just call her Ms. Rocco. She isn't married which is a blessing for any man who ever dated her. I've heard stories that she has been going through menopause for the past 10 years. Perhaps the bitch just needs to retire and go somewhere she is appreciated.
I came to Jason's class with Mr. Lenard. I stuck my head in and the class had their faces in their books reading. Mr. Lenard saw me and told Jason to take a few minutes. As Jason was walking over to me, I saw Mr. Lenard wink at me. Jason handed me the attendance sheet and we walked outside to a nearby bench under a shade tree. It was positioned so that no classroom windows could see it and you would have to specifically look in the direction to see if anyone was there as it was obscured by other things nearby.
"Mr. Lenard winked at me as you were walking to me." I said.
"Yeah. He obviously knows about us but he hasn't come out and asked or said anything about it." Jason replied.
"I think he is gay and is probably just looking out for us." I offered.
"Yea. I can see that. He was a great teacher and is even better to TA for. There are times like today when the kids are working quietly that we have some good conversations." Jason added.
"Well I should get going and let you guys have another of those conversations." I said as I stood.
Jason pulled me back down and wrapped me up in a loving embrace. I was going to bring up the PDA rule but I guess Jason ignored it as he planted a small soft kiss on my lips; no tongue but parted lips enough to swap some saliva and make it send shivers down my back. It was electrifying knowing that we could be caught but we were being reckless, throwing caution to the wind. All too soon the kiss was over and it was just in time before either of us popped boners. I stood up again and extended my hand to Jason. He took it and rubbed it gently as we said our goodbyes.
"I'll see you tomorrow. I love you." I said.
"I love you too. Call me when you wake up." Jason replied and headed back to class.
When the bell rang, I headed out quickly to my truck and raced home. In the span of 30 minutes I had indeed showered and suited up. I carried my gear out with me and got in my truck to leave. It was about 15:15 so I was really in no hurry and for once since I got my license I actually stayed at or under the speed limits all the way to department headquarters, arriving just after 1600.
Stan and I started on our patrol after briefing and made our way to the east side of town. Things started off slow with a traffic stop for running a red light and a verbal argument between neighbors. We made our way to one of the corner stores for a soda.
"It's Friday the 13th, be on guard tonight for weird shit to happen. It's also a full moon so the freaks will be out tonight in force." Stan jokingly warned.
"Yea, I signed up for tonight for a reason. I want to see if it's all that it's cracked up to be." I smiled.
We left the store just after 1800 and took a few more calls back to back. It was around 1930 when we got a breather and stopped at County General Hospital for a piss break. Our soda's had made their way through us and we were both about to burst. On our last call I was about to just pull it out and pee in someone's bushes. We concluded our business and got back in the car. 2P4A, control 1. Eric answered, 2P4A Brundage and Oswell. A.O.D. CPS minor removal 1815 Flower. (Eric to assist Child Protective Services) We were only two blocks away so Stan started heading in the direction while I coded off, "Control 1, 2P4 from County General." Dispatch acknowledged and cancelled Eric even though we knew he would still show up unless he got a call.
"2P4, 10-97." I coded off. (on scene) We met with a Ms. Jackson who had a removal order for neglect of two minors. We were there to assist and back up CPS and only intervene if needed. Ms. Jackson knocked on the door and a woman opened the door. She talked to the mother and told her why she was there and gave her a copy of the removal order as she went and took the two kids who were about five and seven. The kids started crying and yelling simply for knowing nothing more than they were being taken away while their mom could do nothing.
Stan stepped in between the mother and the kids as he told me to escort them to the car. I did so as Stan attempted to calm the mother down. The mother was angry and yelling at Ms. Jackson calling her a bitch and several other names. Not once did she try to say anything to the kids like it would be alright. A man walked around from the side of the house and started yelling.
"Where the fuck are you going with my kids?" He said.
The mother told him what was happening. "Over my dead body!" the man shouted and pulled a gun from his waistband.
"GUN!" Stan shouted.
I put my arms around Ms. Jackson and the kids as a shield as I rushed them to her car. POP! I heard a gunshot. I continued to rush them to their car and heard three more gunshots followed by the screams of the mother.
We got the kids in the backseat and Ms. Jackson got in and sped off. I turned around to see where people were. The man was on the ground bleeding. The woman was hitting Stan while he was trying to get her cuffed. "Call it in now!" Stan yelled.
I reached my arm up to press the mic on my radio and winced in pain. I brought my other hand around to where I felt the pain and there was a wet area. I drew my hand back and saw blood. I felt my knees go weak as I tried to say something before I went down. "2P4, 999" (Officer down)
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