Date: Fri, 8 Jan 2016 17:51:20 -0500 From: Pete Bruno Subject: Deer Crossing Farm Chapter 7 This work fully protected under The United States Copyright Laws ? 17 USC?? 101, 102(a), 302(a). All Rights Reserved. The author retains all rights. No reproductions are allowed without the Author's consent. (See full statement at the beginning of Chapter One.) Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who have written to tell how much you're enjoying the story, I hope you stay tuned. For all the readers enjoying the stories here at Nifty, remember that Nifty needs your donations to help them to provide these wonderful stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html A Single Soul Book 3 Deer Crossing Farm Chapter 7 Sorry is the Hardest Word Monday, May 24, 2010 "Jimmy, I just don't know what your problem is," George said while Jim stared straight ahead, his jaw tight with frustration. They were flying back to Delaware after visiting Bonnie; the plane was being held in Delaware for a couple of weeks. Declan and Dave were on vacation in England and would be arriving back in the States in time for little Kelly's birthday. It had all worked out well. Matt and Jim needed to make a few trips to North Carolina to check on the Potter's Wheel and using the plane would save them much needed time. Matt had returned from California with the triplets, along with Ollie their nanny. The newcomers had been settled at the farm for over a week and things were finally settling down. MJ and Jimmer, just like all kids at their age, were interested in their new siblings for a few days and then moved on to the next new thing. Ryan, having lost his Uncle Clinton, had transferred his morning attention to the babies and Ollie-who, thank God, was unflappable. Caring for triplets with a super hyper four-year-old chatterbox as his shadow Matt thought he was so great he thought he should give him a raise. Al, on the other hand, fussed like a mother hen for the first three days but soon became distracted by his own work-running the house and planning a big party for Kelly's birthday. It was going to be quite the event and with all Jim's family coming to meet Jude and there was much to do. Adding to the circus, was the arrival of the Billy and Tim from Philly, home for the summer and in two short weeks Derrick and Wolf would have moved in. The good news was that Travis, Billy, and Tim would be settling next door with Frank as there was plenty of room in the old farm house, except for the kitchen which was, at the moment, gutted in preparation for its extension and the addition of a family room, which Matt thought a waste since they ate with them almost every night. All this was just fine with Al- and with Travis and Wolf for that matter as the same construction company that built the guest cottages was engaged to do the work, so the willing bottom, who was the site manager, would be around for at least another four months which gave them access to the hot electrician. Even with all that was going, on George finally convinced them to finally visit Bonnie. "Dad, I don't have a problem," Jim replied tersely as the plane climbed. Matt knew why Jim was upset-and agreed with him one hundred percent. "Don't try and bullshit me son, I can tell just by your body language," George added, not letting the subject drop. "I thought you mother was very nice to both of you." That, Matt was sure, was the worst thing George could have said. "Yeah Dad, she was freaking lovely," Jim answered sarcastically while Matt prayed silently that George would just let it drop, of course that was not going to happen. "What more do you want? She said that she was sorry that you guys were hurt by her actions," George said, defending his ex-wife. Matt glanced over and saw the veins throbbing in Jim's neck. The big man was really angry and just didn't respond to his father's statement. Of course George just couldn't leave it. "So that wasn't enough for you?" he pushed, and again Jim remained silent. Of course now it was Matt's turn and he turned to him. "What do you think Matty, were you satisfied with her apology?" "It wasn't a fucking apology Dad!" Jim exploded, shocking his father before Matt could answer. "She said 'I'm sorry YOU were offended', not that 'I'm sorry I offended you'; there's a big difference. All she did was try to lay the blame on us-sorry you were offended. How about 'I'm sorry for all the nasty terrible things I said to, and about you'? That's not an apology," he answered, trying to force himself to be calm, the disappointment was clearly visible on his face. "You're just being a bit over-sensitive, Son; she's doing the best she can right now," George continued, thinking now that he'd better smooth things over. "Fine, Dad-I'm not going to argue with you. I'm doing this for you-and you only," he said emphasizing the point, "I'll-no we- will do our best to make nice. But mark my word, I don't trust her right now," Jim replied but stopped when he saw the look on Matt's face. The three men remained quiet for the remainder of the flight; it was clear that George was upset by what Jim had said but there was little Matt could do to change it. The good news was that Bonnie would not be attending the birthday party. Thankfully her sister was coming to stay for a few weeks to help her get settled into her new apartment. When his father got up to use the bathroom Jim looked at Matt, distressed. "Do you think I'm being unreasonable?" he asked. Matt leaned over and kissed his lover. "No, baby, I think you are dead on. But let's let this drop for now, at least until Dad is done with his treatments," Matt said, giving the big man another quick kiss. They were still holding hands when George returned and when he sat Matt jumped right in with questions about his cancer treatment, hoping to put the Bonnie issue to rest for the remainder of the flight. __________ "Shit, Ollie, I admit that the All Blacks are a good side, but I'm sick of fuckin' hearing how wonderful everything in New Zealand is. It must be a shit hole or you wouldn't be here changing diapers," Brent said as he helped Ollie feed the babies their bottles. "Look bro, I'm jest stecking ep for my country," replied the Kiwi, his accent lilting and broadening as it did when he became heated with Brent or Barry, "and I see you thet you bloody Aussies are all to queck to claim our film ectors, horses, and sportspeople as your own. And I'm seck and tired of youse making jokes about sheep. There are more sheep in Australia then in New Ze'lund-sexty million more." "Oh so that's why you lobbed over the Tasman. And I thought it was because of the dole." "Thet's a low blow, bro- a tepical Aussie underarm delivery." "Now don't get me started on that?" Brent began just as little Frankie started to cry. Barry came into the room and interrupted them before they could come to blows. "Hey you two, knock it off-you're upsetting the babies," Barry said, picking up the crying little girl and soothing her and saying to Brett, "And I just opened the gate for Danny." The two boys from down under had been dancing around each other since Oliver had arrived; the guys thought it was a love dance-a Pasodoble maybe- however in recent days it was more like a dance between the Jets and the Sharks. There was a pool running among the adults: whoever picked the date closest to when the two would finally either fuck or beat the shit out of each other won the money. Barry took over Brett's position, giving Rocco his bottle, "You know you shouldn't let him get to you," he said to the nanny. "I know he's jest winding me up," Ollie said with a sideways grin, "I think he likes it when I fight beck," he continued, but was interrupted by the arrival of Matt and Jim. "Hey guys, what's up," Jim said giving his partner and then the babies kisses; life had sure become hectic with the arrival of the trips-but he decided that hectic was fine. His main concern was his father and his cancer-but he would have to wait a few weeks for the answer to that question. "How was the visit?" Barry asked as he put Rocco over his shoulder to burp him. "My father was happy, that's all that matters," Jim answered coolly. "I don't understand; was she still giving you shit?" Barry asked. "No, she was sickening sweet," Jim said bitterly, "and I don't trust her; she didn't apologize. All she said was, 'I'm sorry you were offended'. If that's her idea of an apology she can fucking keep it," he said with bitterness. "Well, maybe we should give her one more chance, Gunner," Matt offered trying to calm his lover. "We can go back in a couple of weeks and see if she's a little more sincere." "I'll give it a shot, but I'm not holding my breath," he said, kissing Matt on the head before heading to the kitchen "Was she really that bad?" Barry asked once the big man was out of the room. "Affirmative, and between you and me, I don't expect her to be much better the next time. But this is more about George than her," Matt concluded. __________ "Dads," Jimmer asked in between mouthfuls of lasagne, "can Dakota and Bobby come home with us on the last day of school to swim? We get out at noon, and the water is real warm since the solar panels are working, and then you can take us to our game after dinner," he pleaded. "Well guys, we'll have to talk about this-things are going to be hectic around here getting ready for the party and all of the guests," Jim said getting two disappointed looks from the boys. "He didn't say no, guys," Matt threw in, "just give us a day to talk about it," he said giving the boys hope-he knew they would end up saying yes, but he didn't want to undercut Jim in front of the boys. "Thanks, Dad," MJ said, "we'll stay out of the way. Promise." "Things are looking good, guys," Al put in as he started to clear empty plates in readiness for the salad. Since he had started working for the guys he had them eating Italian style, with the salad coming last. "And I have a bedroom chart all drawn up-Brett is going to be bunking with me for the weekend," he said with a wink. With the worst of the day behind them, the three lovers retired to the bedroom for a much-needed romp in the sack. Jim held Barry's legs up as Matt had his face buried in the hunk's ass- he was attempting to push as much spit inside as he could. Barry, meanwhile, was sucking Jim's cock, swallowing the copious quantities of pre-cum that his lover was producing, when they heard a soft knock on the door. The guys broke apart and dived under the sheet-their erections causing it to tent-before calling out come in as they pushed down on their poles attempting to hide the evidence. The door opened to reveal Travis, looking sheepish, "What's up buddy," Matt asked. "Just was feeling a little horny and wondered if you guys were interested in playing," he said while looking at the three hunks trying to hide their hard-ons. "Well we were just going to sleep, but maybe we could be persuaded," Jim said, raising a laugh from his lovers as they lifted the sheet to reveal three hard cocks. Travis dropped his shorts and jumped into the bed landing on his knees and quickly devouring Jim's rampant cock. Meanwhile from behind, Barry attacked his beautiful bubble butt, which was hairless except for a thick line from the base of his spine down through his crack. Matt completed the chain by putting a lip lock on Barry's ass. The sexual safari continued for an hour after they tied Travis down and kissed, licked, and sucked every inch of his body. All he could do was suck the cock of the man closet to his mouth at any given time. It ended with the three lovers shoot large loads of cum over his face and gaping mouth while he begged to be allowed to cum. The three studs moved down together and gave him a tongue bath until he shot his own load with they all gladly devoured. Friday, June 5, 2010 "Hey Uncle Matt!" cried Jude, giving him a big hug as he and Grace came into the foyer and handed him the car keys. "And thanks for letting me use the car; it sure is one sweet ride." "I'm glad you like it," Matt said, handing him back the keys, "because it's yours now, and before you argue, your Uncle and I want you to have it; it's just sitting in the garage rusting away." Jude started to object when Grace put her arm on his, "Just say thank you," she said, smiling at him lovingly. It was obvious to Matt that over the last few weeks' things had really progressed between the two. Jude had been spending a lot of time at Brandon's house. The kids loved him and he had really clicked with Shane and the friendship pleased the boy's parents. Matt also learned that Grace had made a few trips to spend the weekend at Brandon's to be with Jude. "Thank you sir-I mean Uncle Matt. I really?" he paused for a moment and looked over to the new woman in his life, "?but I'm not sure what I would do with it while I'm deployed." "Not a problem, Dog Face, you'll just leave it here. Now double time: go stow your gear. We need to run up to New Castle to register it in your name and hopefully we'll be done in time to pick up our friends at the airport." Matt decided on the spot to ask Grace to tag along-she would prove to be a helpful ally. The kid was floating on air-evidence of his new found love-and didn't even question how they would register the car in his name in a state that was not his legal address. Driving north, the conversation was light and breezy. Jude was telling Matt about his visits to Brandon's and how much he enjoyed being part of the family. "Yes," Grace added, "it appears that his cousin Siobh?n has quite the crush on him," she teased. Jude went red and Matt laughed. While the mood was light he decided to explain what he and Jim had done and he hoped the young Marine would not be too upset. "Jude, your Uncle Jim and I took a few liberties and I hope you won't be too upset with us," he started and then glanced quickly to see if there was any reaction. Surprisingly his face remained impassive so Matt continued. "Having been deployed a few times ourselves, we know what you'll be facing and what you will need. So we've opened a bank account for you here in Delaware-you can sign the cards later-and we've had a few pieces of mail come to our address so you can use it as residency and register your car here; and the insurance will be a third of what you would pay in Virginia." "Thank you, sir. It seems great minds think alike. I was going to ask you and Uncle Jim if I could establish residency at the farm-being deployed was one reason," the young man in love said, smiling at Grace who was seated in the back. "I'll have to make a trip up to get a Delaware driver's license ASAP." "No rush," Matt said with a smile, "you have ninety days to do that, but we'd love to have you whenever you can get away." "I'm sure I can find a reason to visit," he said with a wry smile. Saturday, June 6, 2010 "Are you going to ask Seamus and Jake or not?" Jimmer whispered to MJ. The boys had pulled the sheet up over their faces to muffle their voices, their morning erections poking each other in the thigh. Brandon and family had arrived on the previous afternoon. Seamus and Jake had been assigned to the boy's room which had two queen beds, one of which was never used. The two friends-well, brothers-were still attempting to learn more about masturbation techniques since their talk with their dads. The two practiced regularly with no more result than the same dry orgasms-they felt great but they wanted more-they wanted to learn how to shoot spunk! So they had decided the previous night that Seamus and his boyfriend would be the perfect pair to ask-they were still teenagers and having them share their room was the perfect opportunity, especially as they felt very comfortable with Seamus since they had spent the summer together. "What are you two whispering about?" Seamus asked from across the open space between the beds. "Nothing-well?" MJ started nervously after pulling the sheet down so he could look at Seamus who was laying on his side facing them with Jake right behind looking over his shoulder, "we were wondering if you guys would show us how to jerk-off," he managed to get out before falling silent from embarrassment. Jimmer continued for him, "We've heard all kinds of stuff about it from older guys-even our dads explained a bunch of stuff, but they wouldn't show how to do it-and since we haven't shot any spunk yet we're not sure if we're doing it right." He got this out in one rushed sentence. Seamus looked at his buddy, "So, whataya think, should we help them out?" Jake looked at him, considering, and then at the boys and shrugged. "I guess," then pointing at the guys said, "but you can't tell anybody about this-I don't want your dads getting pissed at us. Come jump in with us," Jake said pulling back the sheet and exposing his and Seamus's rock hard teenage cocks. The boys flew from the bed, their own hard boy cocks bobbing up and down as the crossed the few feet that separated them from the clumsy pre-pubescent attempts at masturbating to the real thing with the big guys. "Okay guys, show us what ya got," Seamus said with a smile. The two boys grabbed their hard little cocks and started to awkwardly pull on them with the enthusiasm that only almost twelve-year olds could have. "Whoa!" Jake said. "Watch us, and then try it yourself," he said. The boys were wide-eyed as both the older boys spat into their hands and started to coat their cocks and then, in perfect synchronization, began to stroke from the head down and then back up to where they pulled back their skin and worked on the shiny red heads. Both guys were leaking pre-cum, the excitement of showing off for the boys had the honey dripping like crazy. Seamus wanted nothing more than to lean over and lick his lover's head and taste his nectar, but he thought it might be too much for the boys. "Hey, are you peeing?" MJ asked. "No man, that's called pre-cum. It kind of makes your dick slippery. When you start cumming it will happen for you too," Jake explained. The two teenagers continued to stroke while their hairless balls jumped with the action. MJ and Jimmer never took their eyes of the demonstration, while mimicking their instructors' moves. The older boys began to pant-and then Seamus hissed, "I'm going to nut," and proceeded to shoot ropes of cum all over his tight six-pack abs and up to his chest. With a grunt Jake matched his lover's load, but managed to shoot over his head. "Cool!" both boys exclaimed at the sight, and then Jimmer began to shake and reached his own dry orgasm, with MJ reaching his climax shortly after. But what really surprised the boys was when both Jake and Seamus began to scoop up their loads and lick it from their fingers. They noticed their young cousin's faces and laughed, "You'll learn to eat the evidence boys, it saves the sheets," he said in between licks. "Yeah, you guys did great-and don't worry, you'll be pumping out loads in no time. I started right around my twelfth birthday," Seamus said, offering a fist to MJ for a bump. "I beat you dude," Jake said smugly, "I was eleven and a half," he bragged and fist bumped Jimmer. Both boys beamed-they were past eleven and a half and their twelfth birthdays were just weeks away. __________ Jim's siblings and their families all arrived around 1100. Jim got everyone settled into their rooms and asked that they all gather in the family room at 1145 so they could meet Jude before the other guests arrived. While everyone was catching up, Matt noticed that Jim looked nervous and, catching his eye, he nodded towards the kitchen. He went and Jim followed. "What's up buddy, you seem a bit on edge?" Matt asked quietly. "It's nothing, but Marty was being a bit of an ass earlier when we told everybody about Jude-I'm just worried that he's going to say something stupid," Jim said, clearly annoyed with his brother. While Jim was closer with Brandon and Michael-Martin had been especially close to Junior. Then they heard George calling from the back door and he came in with his newly found grandson and he was clearly excited about introducing him to the family. Everyone was gathered around and George began. "Jude, these are your uncles, and aunts. You already know Brandon and this is your Aunt Roseanne." Jude reached out to shake her hand but she pulled him in for a hug and a kiss. Michael also gave him a one-armed bro hug, as Jude repeated, "It's nice to meet you," to his Uncle Mike." Jim was watching Martin who was showing his displeasure at the young man being embraced as a member of his family. "And this is your Uncle Martin." Jude extended his hand, which Martin took and before the young man could say anything he heard, "You can leave off the 'Uncle'; Martin will be fine." Jude looked stricken, and Jim was red with anger, but before he could say anything his father spoke up. "Martin-if you're going to act like an ass you can leave now," George said moving next to Jude and placing his arm around his shoulder. "This is your brother's son, and you will treat him as such," George commanded in a voice that meant he was not going to accept anything less. There was murmuring and sympathetic glances in Jude's direction, while the young man, to his credit seemed unbothered by his uncle's rude behavior; if he was he did a great job of not showing it, on the outside at least. "For Christ's sake Marty, do you always have to be such a jerk-off?" Brandon said. "Have any of you given any thought about how this will effect mother?" Martin asked, turning around and looking at the others. "Oh great, just what we need, mamma's boy 2.0," Brandon said bitingly. "That's enough, Brandon," George snapped, and then he turned to Martin and said, "I have already spoken with her doctors who said they would tell me when the time was right to let her know. Until then I'm sure I can count on you to keep this to yourself." Martin didn't respond; it seemed he was ready to say something but stopped, then turned abruptly and left the room. It was then that a pretty blond woman crossed the room and embraced Jude, "I'm your Aunt Anne," she said, "and I'm sorry for how my husband treated you-he was very close to your father and hasn't gotten over his death." Then she added, realizing how shaky her apology sounded she added, "And of course that is no excuse for his being rude." "Thank you, ma'am, I didn't react much better when I first met Uncle Jim and Uncle Brandon," he replied generously flashing both men a big smile. He hoped the smile looked sincere; he was beginning to regret his decision to accept Jim's invitation into the family. Then he thought of Grace and any regret evaporated, so he added, "I think we should just move on and celebrate my little cousin's birthday. ___________ Things calmed down quite a bit after the shaky start of the morning. Jude smiled and moved through the crowd with Grace on his arm. At one point Jewell Conway pulled Matt and Jim aside to say that she saw nothing but love and happiness around the two. She and Fred were spending most of their time at the party visiting with Clinton, their nephew and Matt's half-brother. Their son Drew and his wife Nadine had also come for the party, it would be the last time they were all together before Drew deployed. And of the kids: Travis, Billy, and Wolf kept all the under eighteen crowd busy playing silly games and swimming, thus allowing their parents to enjoy the day. It was soon time for cake; a small one was placed in front of the birthday boy with two candles upon it. There were the traditional cheers when he blew them out- with less than hygienic results- and then all laughed when he plunged an exploratory hand right in the middle of the creamy confection. Matt and Jim happened to be at the bar when they noticed Martin approach Jude; Matt placed his hand on his lover's arm to prevent him from interfering. They watched as the pair walked off the patio into the lawn and appeared to be having a quiet conversation. "He better not start any shit with the kid," Jim warned. "Looks like they're having a nice talk-just chill out Gunner, it may work out," Matt counseled. No sooner had he said this than the two headed back to the join the others. Shortly afterward Jim managed to speak to Jude alone and asked him if his brother had apologized. Jude's answer was a simple and charitable: "He just asked for time to get used to the idea that I was his nephew." It was near 1800, and the guests who were not staying overnight began to leave for home and the caterers were busy cleaning up. The crowd had thinned to mostly those staying and Matt and Jim noticed Jude and Grace had come to the center of the patio and were trying to get everyone's attention. Standing straight and smiling-albeit nervously holding Grace's hand, Jude started, "Well most of you know I will be deployed to Afghanistan on 15th of August-and, well, Mr. & Mrs. Leonard, I'm sorry I didn't to get to ask you first-but I've asked Grace to marry me and she has said yes." He held up her left hand revealing a sparkling diamond ring. There were gasps of surprise and some applause before Danny called out from the side of pool where he was standing with Brett and Billy and a group of boys who had been playing water polo. "Are you crazy-you just met this guy?" Then stalking across the deck to get closer, he got right in Jude's face and hissed, "Did you get her pregnant?" "You are way out of line, man," Jude said with his eyes blazing. Suddenly there was a loud crack as Grace slapped her brother across the face. Danny just stood his ground glaring at the couple. Jude also stood ramrod straight not one bit intimidated by the guy who outweighed him by some fifty pounds or more. By this time Ron and Jackie had joined the group, "Danny, I think you need to keep your thoughts to yourself," Ron he hissed through clenched teeth then, turning to his daughter, he asked, "Are you sure about this Grace?" With tears in her eyes she said, "Yes, Daddy, I knew the first time I met him I wanted to marry him," and then looking at her mother, "I know it seems a bit impulsive." "Just a bit," Jackie replied with a smile, although a tight one. "Think about it, Mom. You know how many bridesmaid's dresses I have in my closet and how many of those couples are still together?" she challenged, "And most of them dated for years. I know this is right, and this is the man I love," she said firmly. "Well, I guess you have a date in mind," Ron said looking at the love sick couple. "Yes, sir," Jude responded. "July, 24th, that is if it's okay with you, sir," Jude answered earnestly. "Yes, it's okay with me-I've never been able to keep my daughter from getting what she wants," he said, pulling him into a hug. "Welcome to the family," His crying wife pushed him aside and enveloping her future son-in-law in crushing hug. Next up was Mark, he gave Jude a one armed hug, "Welcome to the family, bro, better you than me," he joked, and then, across the expanse of the back lawn, they saw Al almost dragging Danny across the yard, talking a mile a minute. "And don't worry about my brother the Neanderthal-Uncle Buck will straighten him out." The young couple was mobbed by well-wishers, all offering congratulations and 'oohing and aahing' over the ring. Not more than ten minutes had passed before Al appeared with a much subdued Danny wearing a contrite, but still defiant, look on his face, both carrying trays with plastic champagne glasses filled with the bubbly potable. "Before anyone complains about the plastic, remember the pool," he announced as the moved through the group offering the drink for a toast. When he appeared in front of the father of the bride and his longtime friend narrowed his eyes, "You knew about this didn't you," he asked. Al's face remained blank as he said, "Maybe, maybe not-but even if I did, you know I would never betray a confidence," he said, a smirk betraying him, "and don't worry Ronny, this kid is a real gem, you couldn't ask for a better son-in-law." "Well, you always were good at getting a read on people," Ron replied, taking the proffered champagne, "I just don't know how we'll pull off a wedding in a few weeks." "I wouldn't worry about that, I think they have everything worked out," Al said before moving on and leaving Ron standing alone, now even more convinced that Uncle Buck was complicit in the plans. Then his thoughts turned dark: they would be married just weeks before the Marine was deployed in a war zone. As he contemplated all that could go wrong, he felt the presence of someone standing beside him. He turned to find it was Jewell Conway. She looked deeply into his eyes and smiled and Ron, if he had been asked couldn't explain it, but it seemed that his worries evaporated. "Don't be worrying about your children," she said as she laid a hand gently on his arm. "All will be fine. I see nothing but love and bright light around them," she said cryptically before moving away leaving Ron mystified. When Matt joined him a few moments later he asked about the mysterious women. "I'll have to tell you whole story some time," Matt said, smiling because he understood very well how one could be thrown by a conversation with her, "but what I can tell you is in my experience she is usually correct." The crowd continued to thin, many departing for their rooms. Jim and his partners were saying farewell to Ron and Jackie, and of course Jude and Grace were there when Jim took her hand and lifted it to get a better look at the ring. "That's some rock you picked out Dog Face," Jim said to his nephew, "you have excellent taste." "Well actually sir, the stone came from Uncle Buck's mother-she had left it for Grace and he thought it would make a nice ring-I just had it set," Jude admitted. All eyes turned to Buck, who now knew he was caught and could no longer put them off with cagy answers when asked if he knew in advance. He just lifted his head high and looking directly at Ron said, "So sue me; I knew." This raised a laugh from the assembled group. __________ It was just before 2300 when Jude returned from taking Grace home. He parked his new car -well, new to him- in the driveway and was intending to say goodnight to his uncles before going across the back fields to the rancher and hitting the rack. Just as he rounded the corner by the pool, he ran into a slightly intoxicated Danny. The two stared at each other, Jude refusing to give ground until his future brother-in-law spoke. Poking his finger into Jude's shoulder he said, "Don't think I'm not going to keep an eye on you, pretty boy-and don't be running off to rat me out to Uncle Buck or you'll have to deal with me," he said, poking again for emphasis. The smell of stale beer hitting Jude's nose making the altercation even more unpleasant; the Marine MP just laughed in the huge Rugby player's face as he grabbed the offending hand and twisting the bullies arm behind his back so quickly causing Danny's eyes to flash in anger. "Dude," Jude said in a horse whisper, "I have survived Parris Island Boot Camp, and five years in the Marines as an MP. I have arrested men bigger, stronger, and a whole lot tougher than you'll ever hope to be, so if you think I'm worried about you-think again!" He let the words sink in for a moment. "I would strongly suggest you back off and knock off the jock-boy bullshit. Your sister and I are in love and are getting married, so deal with it," Jude said confidently before releasing the hand before pushing passed a somewhat stunned Danny and on through the gate. Danny stood for a time to allow the adrenalin to pass before he made his way to the car. Just then he ran into Jim who just smiled and said, "I think, to borrow a term from you young guys, you just got your ass schooled," before he laughed as he walked away. To be continued?. http://youtu.be/XpqqjU7u5Yc Comments or questions may be sent to farmboy7456@gmail.com Please make sure to put PW@Nifty in the subject line.