Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 19:26:19 -0800 (PST) From: Joe Parker Subject: I think I'm in trouble. Part 1, Chapter 1 I THINK I'M IN TROUBLE Chapter One JAKE~ I always knew that Dad was someone famous. My earliest memories were of being rushed from one place to the next in a whirl of camera's and shouting people. I would learn later that my Mom was also famous and when she died in an automobile accident she would become enshrined as the latest "Gone too soon, legend without a cause" immortal. For 6 glorious golden years Dad and Mom were the biggest young stars in Hollywood. He the double Oscar winning actor and she the multi-grammy winning country singer. They both came out of the blue, catching everybody by surprise. They were truly on top of the world. Until that cold wet December night, 17 Winters ago. Mom had been visiting her kin (I call them 'her' kin coz Dad has never taken me to visit them), back in Kentucky. She had been Christmas shopping for them all and was driving out to the old Home-place. Whilst travelling down roads she knew so well she hit an ice patch and slid straight into a bank of trees. She was killed instantly. Luckily for me there was a car travelling behind us and they called 911 immediately. I was born about 40 minutes later. I was not meant to live with the amount of time since Moms death and the trauma associated with it. You see I was cut out of Momma's belly, born nearly 3 months premature. Knowing what I know now -- Dad became a total and complete recluse, he was 23. My Dad, Ryan Maxson left the movie industry, fled L.A. and returned to rural West Virginia to the far- removed homestead of generations of the Maxson clan. Our family is very close and due to coal mining and later the electricity supply industry, very rich. Grandpa and Grandmother never approved of Dad's acting career and neither did they approve of my Mom, but they loved me at first sight and have indulged me ever since. I have been raised by her, Miss Carol and Daddy. I'll tell you about Miss Carol shortly) Grandpa is always very busy with the running of the Maxson energy empire and after Daddy recovered enough from his post-Mom loss he went back to college, completed a business degree that he had begun years before and then joined Grandpa and his two older brothers at C&E Maxsonite headquatered in Pittsburgh PA. It took him 5 years to recover enough to go back to college, he was 28. Going back to college was extremely difficult for Dad since he was once again in the public spotlight and he was hounded by the press, his now mostly younger classmates and the public at large. I was often taken to Rutger's to visit him, at least 3 days a week. Grandmother visited as well as various other employees from her household. Her Chief of Staff, Miss Carol was also my nanny. Miss Carol is beloved to me. She's like this giant, friendly, cuddly lady who comes from another age. Her ancestors were once slaves in Lousiana. *** I was speaking about Dad's time at college... Daddy lived in a fully staffed, secluded manor house surrounded by trees and a 7 foot high security fence. This was situated inside a walled community about 2 miles from campus. He was and still is an intensely private individual. He never used to be, but I did not know him then. We only lived there one year before he graduated with honors and then it was back into West Virginia territory, Maxson territory. Like all Maxsons I was enrolled into the local school system, there would be no private school for me. I took to school like a duck to water, I revelled in it and soaked up the experience of being with kids my own age. I do have 5 cousins but they are all much older than me, so mixing with the local kids my own age was amazing and new. I immediately found my place in the pecking order, I was at the top. I don't really know how this happened but the other kids seemed to follow my lead and instinctively, I had no problem leading them. I was always taller than the other kids by quite some way, and I was also very athletic. This is obviously genetic and I have since learned that by and large, Maxson boys like to lead. I learned quickly especially in the mathematical department and I developed a keen interest in all sports. It didn't matter what kind, I tried my hardest to be involved in as many as I could. As time went by I had to admit that I could not do everthing so by junior high I settled for wrestling and baseball. All the while my Dad worked his butt off, pouring himself into his executive job but unusually he did everything from home (the Maxson Homestead). He cut a special deal with Grandpa to handle only the kind of business which meant he would not have to travel.., not have to meet anyone who was not family. He was just not willing to venture out into the world again, not ever! The plus side to all this was that I got to see him every day. He loved to just sit me on his kneee and stare into my eyes day dreaming. The Maxson side are famous for their silky heavily weighted black hair and their gooey chocolate colored eyes, deceptively soft eyes. The men are tall, slender and strong and with little effort appear to carry these characteristics long into old age. My Dad is no exception except for the fact that he is not yet 'old', well he is old but not ancient you know? I am also no exception except on account that I am young and also one other thing, my eyes.., I have my Mother's Lapis blue eyes that Daddy just loves to stare into. Everything else I have apparently comes from Dad, or so Grandmother says - she never talks about Mom, not in front of me but I once overheard her and Daddy arguing about Mom. It wasn't pretty. It was on my 10th birthday. Dad does not cope well at Christmas because that's when Mom died. He tries so hard to be there for me but the emotional disconnect is something I have become used to every Christmas, every birthday. He has adopted Thanksgiving as my alternative celebration day. He is much better able to show me his love and appreciation for my life at that time. I don't mind the date shift, hey I get two birthdays! - just like the Queen of England haha. I count my lucky stars that he has never blamed me in any way for what happened. I understand enough of human nature to know that a lesser father might have taken his anguish out on me. I have a very reserved but still approachable personality. I am not an extrovert but I have no problem making my thoughts and intentions known. I am a quiet and studious worker but I'm extremely competitive. In the sporting arena I am a ferocious competitor, but a strong team player. I became captain of the Varsity Baseball team in my Junior year and now that I am a Senior, I also lead the Senior and Varisty Wrestling team. We are State and Regional champions in both sports. I have never been challenged in the academic field and will take home class honors for valedictorian just like my Daddy and my uncles did before me. I have the hottest, sweetest girl on my arm - I just could not wish for anything more. So yeah I was basically cruising through life up until about 4 weeks ago. Then the new kid, Felix Jarrow walked into my perfect life. My Mother's last name was also Jarrow and Felix had my eyes. My chest tightened, my breath caught, my heart raced, my eyes saw stars, my mind went blank and inexplicably.., my dick rapidly began to lengthen down the right side of my levi button fly 505's.., I think I'm in trouble....