Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2011 23:35:14 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Robin 11

Robin
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)

11. The Graduation-Wedding and other stuff

About two weeks before the graduation I was sitting in my room, looking at
the garden thinking back over Robin's time with me, remembering the first
time he sat here with me, looking out the window on the cold winter
morning.  Okay, it was not cold, like cold, it was Northwest Coast cold.
Fred and Frieda came in.  They came in so softly I didn't realize they were
even in the room at first.  I smiled and greeted them with my arms open
looking for smiles and hugs in return.  They stood by my chair, one on each
side, stroking my now starting to gray hair.  "What you doing," Fred asked.

"Just looking out the window and thinking, letting my mind wonder."

"Well," Frieda spoke, "we just want to remind you that Robin and Angela
will still come and see us a lot and that we will miss him, them, too, and
we will be here for you, dad."

"Oh my, I know that honey, I'm not sad or anything, Robin has to do what
Robin has to do, just like you will have to do what you have to do some
day.

"We will sleep with you every night Derek," Fred piped in.

"I love you kids more then anything, and I appreciate your thought and
offer, more then you know.  I think I will even take you up on it." I said
smiling at them now with an arm around each of those small compact, rock
hard little butts.

I wanted to take them to bed that moment and molest their bodies for the
reminder of the day.  I didn't.  We talked a bit about growing up and
moving on.  I asked them if they wanted to continue to board at the school
next year or stay here.  That answer was harder for them to give then I
thought it would be.  They would stay here.

I never asked what they thought they might be interested in.  I doubt that
either of them would know.  At their age everything and nothing would be as
good an answer as one could expect.  These two would mature more slowly
then others.  They were bright and quick but no academic stars like Liz,
Robin or John.  I could not tell yet if they would develop the fire and
zest for living that Liz has.  Every one on my children are unique
individuals, with different needs and desires.  That is what makes it so
much fun.

Walter, Olivia and I held a final planning meeting at Olivia's.  The
wedding would be at St. Andrews in the great Hall.  The Head Master had
arranged for everything that would take place there.  Music was selected
and words written and so on.  This was done in constellation with Robin and
Angela.  No real surprises at this point.  We would hold a large party at
my home that evening for close friends and family.  Walter had that 100%.
All the invitations had now RSVP'ed and he had a good head count.
Accommodations and airport pickups were arranged.  I think he has had my
consulting staff working over time on this stuff too but my office manager
would just tell me not to concern myself and go write more reports the
clients need them.

One aside here.  Robin's main work task over this spring was assembling the
details of a goeological/geotechnical field trip in the Cascades looking a
the role of geology and structure in the design of civil works.  I was
leading it in Early June.  Robin needed to have this work done so he and
Angela could take their honeymoon, wedding present trip to Europe.  He did
not know this of course.  Angelia's parents had made all the arrangements
in coordination with my manager.

Olivia had purchased the house and the workmen were just about finished
making it into the four apartments.  Phil and MC were part of the plan so
they knew what was up.  Phil had designed all the outside works so while we
were at the graduation they would be put in place.  Many out of town guests
would be put up at the annex we called it.  I would share my room with
Robin and Fred.  The Chow's would take one guest room, my mother would take
Robin's room and share it with Frieda, and Angela and Robin's mother would
take Walter's room.  He would stay at Olivia's for a few nights.  That was
his choice.  Most other OT relatives would share the Annex it was set up
like a dorm.  Being 4 apartments, lots of bathrooms and closets were
available.  Robin's family were all coming in campers.

Most of Angelia's relatives would not come but here but would have a big
party in Colorado and a second ceremony.  Most of these details were not
known to us.  I arranged for two air craft as we would all be going.  The
Chow's wanted to fly commercial.  John would fly one me the other.  I would
continue with the twins, mother, my sister and brother law to Florida.
John and Robin would return to Vancouver as they would both be moving into
their new apartments. Olivia had the scholarship papers arranged for them,
all this would be presented at the house party.

Guests started arriving on Friday morning.  Robin brought Angela from the
dorm and we spent the day greeting arrivals and old friends.  The gift pile
was most impressive by evening.  Fred and Frieda were perfect host and
hostess.  We were all being directed by Walter and several of my staff.  It
was hard getting everyone to bed that night.  Robin and Fred and I were all
bagged falling asleep as soon as we hit the sheets.  This had been a very
busy week for all of us.  The students all had final exams until Wed. and
then graduation preparations followed.

At the ceremony almost all the students and guests attended.  Robin and
Angela were dressed in their school uniforms as were the wedding party 4
boys and 4 girls all classmates.  The glee club sang beautifully and
everyone was entertained by the drill team.  Mr. Chow escorted Angela under
the crossed swords down the ile to a wedding march by Bach or adapted from
him, performed by the organ and some string instruments, all played by
students.  Little Derek was the ring barer.  Some of the youngest female
students spread flower petals and it was all very lovely.  The chaplain
gave his blessings, performed a ceremony written by Angela and some of her
friends, with the help of the H.M.

We retreated to the house and that was the first of a long list of
surprises for the newly weds and others.  Fred and Frieda were very
impressed by the covered walkway to the Annex.  It took Walter several
minutes to get them settled down enough to change and help him get
organized for the party.  It took Angela a while to realize just what was
happening.  It took John even longer to calm Robin down.  That's when my
boys all ganged up on me.

How could I do this without telling him and so on.  John knew this was more
then met the eye and just wanted some details.  Fred thought the thing just
grand but he was not sure of all the implication either.  I had to talk
fast and I did assuring all three that they would learn the details later
but they would be pleased, just trust me.  Well Fred was willing no
question, Robin was not 100% sure and John just had that, I been here
before look on his face.  Robin's mother arrived to save me and lead him
away to talk with other relatives.  This was all a bit to easy but I did
not recognize it at that point.  After all, had not the master planner, me,
worked out every detail to the thrid decimal.

The party was like all these things.  Everyone was interacting, talking,
drinking, some of the younger ones were swimming and over all it was a
grand time.  Everyone got to meet everyone else.  Angela and Robin were
completely occupied.  They were surrounded by his nieces and nephews and
the twins most of the time, until Walter suggested that Fred and Frieda
take the kids swimming.  When I looked in, they were in the lifeguard role
but still having lots of fun.

About dusk the mothers began dropping out of site and reappearing with
clean dressed and hungry little ones.  Walter had set out a spread that was
first class and everyone started eating.  I took the Wedding party for a
tour of the Annex.  Everything met with approval.  When we returned the
speeches and toasts started, after the wee ones were put to bed that is.
XXX spoke, yyy spoke, Robin's mom spoke, I spoke.  We announced the big
presents, honeymoon, housing, scholarships and so on.  John took the floor
at the end.  He spoke about how much he liked and respected Robin and
Angela and thanked me for making Robin's presence in his life, and for
taking care of his new little brother and for making it possible for all of
us to continue our education.  Robin and Angela wound it up with their
thank you and such excitement.  They were taken to a large hotel for the
night.  Walter would pick them up in the morning and all who wished could
reassemble for the present opening.

Olivia organized that and kept all the notes, at the end she presented them
and John with the scholarships, leases to the apartments and so on.  They
were totally taken, speechless.  Liz spoke up saying "dad you have done it
again, and we, all your children, thank you.  We knew he was planning some
kind of big surprise.  Mr., & Mrs. Chow's honeymoon trip, I thought would
be a hard act to follow even for Dr. Smyth, but you know, he did it.

Knowing he had some kind of grand surprise planed for Robin and Angela we
children plotted our response."  Plotted, I thought.  "When John told us he
and Melinda were part of this mystery it gave us the inspiration we needed
to come up with a truly novel way of saying, thanks dad.  Now it is time
for all of us to get ready for the graduation ceremony.  Mini vans leave
from in front of the house in 1 hour."

What the hell is going on, I hate being up staged even if it is by my
Ph.D.. daughter.  Robin and Angela thanked everyone again for all the
wonderful gifts and hurried off to change.  Mrs. Smith, was totally taken
aback by it all.  She was almost speechless.  I took her on one arm and my
mother on the other and lead them into the house to freshen up.  ccc said
xxx can I have him, a son for a grandson.

My mother agreed but cautioned, "he has never been an easy one, always
doing his own thing, you know."

"Yes I can see that but it does seem to work."

They both kissed me on the cheeks at once.  I was speechless and
embarrassed.  I just hate be complemented or recognized for just doing the
right thing.  We did talk ccc into coming to Colorado with us in the King
Air.  She did not want to be any trouble but I assured her John and Robin
would gladly drop her off in N.D. on their way home.

As I was getting ready to leave for the grad Olivia pulled me aside.  Some
problem has arisen in N.D. that relates to Robin's biological father.  He
has a brain tumor.  I must have turned white.

"If you would Olivia, get the facts and arrange for a meeting with Robin's
oldest brother and yourself."

"Done, my house as soon as you all return from the ceremony.  Please don't
worry Derek, it is not life threading at least not right away.  Oh,
Mrs. Smith and Robin do not know."

"Okay, got it."

The Grad.

I was up on stage to help hand out diplomas, representing the board of
directors, with the H. M.  We had these big chairs off to one side of the
stage.  The various speakers had a podium in the middle.  The graduates all
wore cap and gowns, the students were all in uniform and the whole student
body was in attendance.  The Parents and friends were all in the
background.  The first Speaker was the H. M. welcoming everyone.  First the
general awards and as people were called they came up to get what ever it
was they got.  Robin and Angela got several awards for sports and so on.

Then I was handed a paper that said, the scheduled speaker could not make
it, you have 5 minutes to prepare a commencement address.  The names of the
top ten students were read out.  Robin was second and Angela was third.  A
boy named Roger was First.  I know Roger of course, he was a day student.
He came up and gave a very short several minute thank you to everyone and
then to me.  "Most of all I want to thank Dr. Smyth for all his help and
encouragement over the years.  I owe him and his family a deep debt.  Robin
and his new wife Angela have been super competition for the last few years.
Without that competition I may not have striven as hard as I did."  He
turned to me, "Dr. Smyth only ever ask any of us to do our best and I did
my best as did all the others.  I know us scholarship recipients are bound
to secrete because financial need is one of the criteria; but now that I am
graduating I think it no longer matters.  Dr. Smyth I am one of the Gloria
Smyth memorial scholarship students.  Without that scholarship I would
never have had the opportunity to be on this stage..."

A young student runner handed me a another note.  It had some facts about
the over all scholarship achieved by the school and this graduating class.
The H. M. asked me to respond to Roger.  I managed, telling the audience
that Gloria ask for scholarship award privacy for the students.  But she
would be more than proud of Roger's achievements as am I and my family are.
There are G.S. students in every grade this year and all are in the top 20.
The top 20 students in this graduating class were less then 3% apart and
the top 10 were less then 1 % apart.  Not to in any way diminish Rogers
glory and status.  Given that class has only 50 graduates and the lowest
average was above 80%, I fingered you all did your best and I solute you
all, a job well done.  I sat down.  Looking at the audience I could see the
smiles on my children's faces.  The buggers planed this along with the
H. M.  Lets watch Derek squirm.  No harm was meant, it was good fun, at my
expense but then I can afford it.

Now I had to make a commencement address.  I did.  A few inspirational
words and a shaggy dog story about doing your best.  I just hate not being
prepared for things like this, they sure knew how to rattle my cage.  John
and Liz thought this was just a hoot, I could see it on their faces and my
mother just had that well they finely got you look on her face.  The HM
called Robin up on the stage to present me with an honorary diploma from
St. Andrews.  Now that was a bit embarrassing as he rattled on about how
much I contributed to the academic and social life of the school and
community.  Ending by saying and this time my dad won't get the last word
in but the H.M. won't get him on this stage again for a long time either.
I could see the gears turning in the heads of Fred and Frieda, they were
already working out how they could top this one, of that, I was sure.

Two grade 11 students appered behind me and began calling names so I could
hand out the diplomas, I had no chance at the mike.  The head master took
over again and invited everyone to attend the graduation dance later that
night all students, parents and friends were invited until 10, then the
grads could relay party, and I was sent home, so to speak.

Walter had a banquet laid out for all of us bark at the ranch.  I met up
with Virgil and we walked across the street to Olivia's.  He was very
apologetic but he just got the call on his cell phone on Friday and
well... I told him that was okay, we can't plan this stuff and thanked him
for holding back on disclosing news during "party season".  The reverend
has a brain tumor pressing on the right temporal lobe.  It is relatively
small and they don't think it is cancer.  They will remove the tumor and
send him home from prison.  It is a minimum security thing anyway.  Olivia
just listened.  I ask a few questions and then got an inspiration.

Virgil was quite shocked, I was two or three steps ahead of him and he knew
it.  "We have about three weeks to get things ready, I said.  You and the
others will have to do a lot of work on your end.  Olivia can coordinate
any legal and financial stuff.  Robin and John can do the flying, my sister
will get thing organized in Florida and one of Robin's school friends, who
now lives their will... oh, this is going to be perfect."

They were both a bit confused by my rambling.  I laid out the plan.
"Mrs. & Reverend Smith can retire in Florida in the condo complex my mother
lives in.  Robin's friend is a phiso just down the street and can supervise
his rehabilitation.  If the tumor is where you have describe it, then he
will suffer some motor difficulties, not unlike a stroke but can recover."
I suggested it was this tumor that caused his strange behavior in the first
place.  "While your mother is in Colorado you kids can organize things in
N. D.  His pension and the sale of your parents property in N. D. will get
them the condo and cover living expenses."  I figured the Reverend could
never go back to that small community anyway.  He lost to much credibility
and he is over 65 anyway.  "Your mom deserves an easier time and the
climate will be easier on both of them."  Virgil though his mother would
not want to leave the grandchildren, leave that to me and my mom, we can
convince her.

"A done deal. Olivia will spring to action on Monday, but you must tell
your family. Of the coming operation and of the resettlement plan.  Virg
don't worry, your mom has been taking orders from the Reverend for years,
she will take them from her oldest son, trust me."

As we walked back, Virgil thanked me over and over.  "It is the least I can
do Virgil.  I have the contacts, you and the others will do all the work."

"But sending a plane and flying them down, that's a lot of money."

"Look at it this way, Robin and John need the hours to keep their licenses
in force and I will just get Robin to work a few more days a month to pay
me back for rent and gas, call it his financial contribution."  I lied, but
Virg felt better.

"What do you think Robin will say, Derek?"

"I think he will say, let the past stay in the past and how can I help, and
he damn well better.  Besides he wants your mom to be happy and this will
help her as much as him.  The Smith children, and Robin too, may have to
make some financial contributions from time to time but you would do that
anyway.  I know it took a lot of courage for you to ask me for help, given
my history with your father.  It is I, that thanks you for trusting me
enough to share your problem. "

He smiled saying, "Robin told me you always say problems are nothing but
solutions looking for a home.  Derek, I thank god fairly often lately that
it was you that found Robin on the winter day."

"Well Virg, I'm not a believer as you know but Gloria was, sometimes I
think she just hovers around making sure I'm doing the right things.  In
the morning you need to call a family meeting, use the living room, I'll
have Walter prepare it for you and make sure both Robin and Angela are in
attendance.  Virgil, a man's got to do what a man's got to do, this must
come from you, not me.  You now assume the role of patriarch as I did when
my father became incapacitated, it has been thrust up you, just..."  He
interrupted me, "do your best."  I smiled placing my arm around his
shoulders as we slowly waked home.

Later that afternoon I primed Robin saying only I had volunteered him and
John to do some flying at Virg's request, just agree; and that Virgil had
some difficult news to deliver to the family; he should just let him do it.
Be supportive and try not to take over.  He looked at me very puzzled
saying, "I am not Derek, I am Robin."

I reached out, placing my around his shoulders, "You are more Derek like
than you realize, this is one time `father does know best'.  It will all
become clear as it unfolds and this is not one of my little surprises
either, it is serious."

"Ok, you want me to be a little Derek then."

"No Robin, my son can not be my grandson but you can, `do what I would do',
be supportive toward your family and a dutiful son to your mother.  Now run
along and be a dutiful husband to my new daughter."  My part in all this
was to get the Chow's out of the house for a while.  I figured Virgil
already had more help and advice then he needed.

It was decided.  This would all happen between now and Robin's honeymoon,
tight but possible.  Robin reported back saying thanks for the heads up and
he did just what I would have done.  "But how am I going to pay for the
plane?"  I just handed him my AMEX card, putting my finger to my mouth.
"You can work some extra hours later this summer to cover it, right, right
our little agreement."  I gently rubbed his butt saying "I could take it
out in trade."  He pressed against me kissing my lips in a most passionate
way, "I love you Derek, but I love you dad, even more."  I'm just glad I
have the financial means to support my harebrained ideas.  I know John was
not overly pleased with my rescheduling his time but he never said a word.
He later told me how good he felt while coming home, knowing that he was
able to help his brother and Mrs. Smith.  That was his way of saying thanks
for asking me to do the right thing.

I did get the last laugh in all this though.  What I never told anyone and
Robin was swift enough to keep quite about, was his phiso friend is the
grade 12, Allen, he shared frequent sex with during that first year with
me.  He is first rate, tall, powerful, gay and as black as they come.  I
guess the reverend was some dismayed by it at first but in the end they
became friends.  I have become friendly toward him too.  My mother saw to
that.  She figured that if Mrs. Smith lived in the same complex as herself,
Robin and I would visit more often.  Mother was right as usual.

The Reverend was not a bad fellow at all, he was bright and educated.  He
and I had lots of good discussions.  It was obvious his actions and
rigidity was mostly the result of his tumor.  He was a bit sad that none of
his children followed him into the church.  I assured him that Robin had
followed, but to a slightly different calling.  Science seeks to explain
the world to its citizens, religion seeks to explain the world to its
believers.  The difference is only one of perspective.  It took me a while
but I finally convinced him to let god do the judging, reminding him about
the difference between being a servant and a master.  The problem with the
Reverend and people like him, stems from a desire to have or apply absolute
moral principals in a world that has limited room for absolutes.  The best
we can do is apply Kant's Categorical Imperative and hope a lot.

We moved on to Colorado for the next event.  I rented a King Air for me to
fly and a Queen Air for Robin and John.  Fred and Frieda both wanted to
copilot (in the right seat) so we flipped a coin, Fred would do the pre
flight and half the distance then Frieda would come up and do the post
flight.  My mother was working on Mrs. Smith.  Margo and Mike would head
straight home and get that end started.  Mother and Mrs. Smith, came with
Liz and Alice, the twins, the Chow's and I.  Robin, Angela, Melinda, little
Derek and John went in the other.  It was fine party and an interesting
ceremony.  We made many new friends, nothing like a marriage to bring quite
different people together.

Tammy arrived just before the graduation and wedding.  She stayed at a
hotel.  Except at events we saw very little or her until everything settled
down .  She filled in for me and John at the office, mostly looking after
scheduling and quality control.  My staff are all relatively independent
people who know what they are about anyway.  Robin and Angela were now away
until mid July, John and Melinda were settled in the Annex and Melinda
announced she was again with child.  We were all delighted with that news.
Liz and Alice moved back to Vancouver taking the 4th apartment in the
Annex.  The twins were getting accustomed to not having Robin and Angela
living in the house, me too but I still had an empty feeling in my gut that
Fred's cock was just not able to fill.  I doubt any cock but Robin's could
fill it.  That boy had gotten to me in more ways then one.

Tammy and I talked more about my offer but she was still not quite ready.
She had taken over John's apartment lease for the time being.  Olivia and I
managed to get together a few times but she too was very busy.  Walter took
some well deserved time off leaving Alice in charge of the household.  I
was just not quite myself and seamed to lack my usual energy and zest for
life.  Frieda was concerned but did not talk to me about it.  None of them
did.  I was working on a scientific paper which was not coming together all
that well.  Robin had left me with all the background stuff and I had all
the data I needed but just lacked that spark or inspiration to pull it
together.

It was summer, hot and for this area even dry.  My investments were paying
off even better then I had hoped.  My business was strong and we had more
work then staff.  I just wanted to rest, playing with little Derek and
swimming, helping Phil in the garden, riding my bike....  Reports came in
from everyone on a relatively regular basis.  Was this what retirement
would be like I questioned myself.  Well, then I guess I won't even think
about it, the lack of stimulation is driving me crazy.  Fred and Frieda
were doing their best along with Tammy to keep my sexual needs and their
own filled.  No complaints in that camp.  Then it hit me, last time I had a
funk like this one I went camping, slept under the stars in the mountains.
I needed that now, I would take the twins and `go fishing'.  Fishing in
Alberta with a stop at the Calgary Stamped.  Yes, a kind of vacation.  Good
fun, no cell phones, and lots of good geology to look at.  A visit to the
Canadian Rockies, and a few old friends and clients in Calgary.  Well, all
play and no work is just not Derek's style, now is it.  Besides I did need
to make a one or two day visit to Yellowknife for a client anyway.

The Calgary Stamped starts on the first Friday of July.  I phoned one of my
oldest technical friends who's office is in Calgary.  He and my Calgary
based client offered to organize tickets for us, a place to stay, rental
car and so on.  John wanted both Fred and Freda for field work this summer
but at 15 they are to young.  They may not want to do earth science stuff
either.  At any rate, I wanted them to come with me to Canada and maybe we
would even go on to Alaska.  I shipped my fishing and camping stuff,
including clothing ahead.  My Client one Jason Adonis would collect it and
pick up the rental and so on.  (Jason Adonis is another story already here
at Nifty)

We would fly commercial this time, arriving on June 30.  Lee my technical
friend arranged the use of an apartment, one of his staff that was on an
field assignment and Adonises extended the invitation to stay at his ranch.
He was able to find some good tickets for the kids at the rodeo and the
chuck wagon races.  One of Lee's partners has children, only a few years
older then Fred and Freda; they would show the twins around.  In addition
one of Adonis' brothers is 15 and the others 18. Calgary has a lot of neat
stuff to see and do besides the Stamped, while I had a few business
meetings the twins could tour around.  Everything went well for the first
few days.  We did a lot of things together like Heritage Park and the zoo.
I went with the kids to the races in the evening but left them to go with
their new friends to the rodeo and midway.  It was the second midway tour
that brought me a panic phone call.  It was Freda, telling me they had just
seen one of the men that were involved in the murder with her parents and
she was afraid.  I suggested they head back to Lee's office on the LRT
(Light Rail Transit) ASAP.  When they arrived both kids were quite shaken
and very much afraid, their new friends were very confused.  The Adonis
family security staff was also a bit confused at this point.

While they were in transit I phoned Darryl at the FBI, He told me that one
of the accused had alluded them and was still at large and wanted.  He also
reminded me that I was not in Washington but Canada and he hoped I did not
have any of my guns with me this time.  He would have the RCMP contact me.
A few minutes after the twins arrived the RCMP's constable Wilson phoned
wanting us to come to his office (headquarters) which was just down the
street and a block north.  I apologized to the locals for the rush offering
to explain all later that evening.  We had been invited to a BBQ at Adonis'
home along with most of his staff and their families.  I suggested to the
twins that they just say recognized from an FBI wanted poster they had seen
in Vancouver.

Constable Wilson, was dressed in his blue and gold uniform, it is rather
sharp looking.  He interviewed the twins about the suspect, were they sure
and so on but never once suggested he knew any more about the case then
what Derryl had told him.  Derryl obviously did not tell Wilson about
knowing me or the twins or that they had any involvement in the case
previously.  He just faxed the poster up saying I had called the FBI for
instructions.  The suspect was apparently working at the midway on one of
the big rides.  Freda spotted him and Fred confirmed it.  They were just
passing by in the crowd and were sure he had not seen them.  Armed with the
wanted information from the FBI and the location and dress information
provided by the twins, he would see that the suspect was arrested, we were
not to worry about it, he would let us know what happened.

Fred and Freda were very upset but put on very brave faces.  They did not
know one of the people they identified and testified against had never been
caught.  I guessed that is one reason they were placed in the witness
protection program in the first place.  Darryl assured me by phone that the
twins would not be needed in court this time, they had enough on the
fugitive already.  In fact, I would qualify for a reward.  The twins were
not eligible but since I made the call and was not part of the original
investigation, I was.  That's a bit of all right I thought, I can add the
cash to their education fund.  The next day it was in both the SUN and
Harold on the radio and local TV, that one fugitive J. Orlan Romer, wanted
by the FBI, for a number of felony crimes had been arrested by the RCMP as
he left Stamped Park.  The RCMP received an anonymous tip and were holding
him, without bail, while the FBI secured extradition.  The news paper
praised the value of the `Crime Stoppers' program, a Canadian anonymous tip
line.  No one bothered to correct them.  The fugitive was in Canada
illegally and so on.,

I explained to our guests that my twins had recognized the man from a
wanted poster they saw in their criminology course work.  They were more or
less satisfied but Jason did make it clear to me he suspected more to the
story then that, "I know you to well Derek, things with you are never that
simple."  I begged off on full disclosure to some later date.  That was the
first of our Canadian adventures.

The twins grilled me later that evening before the story broke.  They
wanted to "get out of town", by the fastest method.  I was in no hurry and
told them so.  They were safe and I would see to that as would Constable
Wilson and the Adonis security staff, spicificuly Herman.  Herman is a very
tall blond young man who sure seames to know his business.  I was confident
he could do his job. Once they saw the story and realized no one would know
who had fingered Mr. Romer they settled down.  We did head east out of town
the next day, as planned for the Tyrell Museum of Paleontology and Dinosaur
Provincial Park camping, then west to Banff and some Bow River trout
fishing.

In Banff I rented a ski chalet suite for us, we had camped for several
nights and I figured the twins wanted a real bed.  Freda walked down to the
Information Center to get literature and do some shopping.  The shops in
Banff are tourist oriented but they do have nice and often unique stuff.
Fred was standing naked, his back turned to me, looking out the window.  I
noticed his small compact little whitish butt, standing out in contrast to
his tanned body.  He had two sets of tan lines those from his speedo that
covered most of his little butt and those of a thong.  The thong `T' strong
white, his butt cheeks intermediate and his body brown.  All this capped by
his blondish hair sitting over wide brown shoulders.  He was now quite
tall, shorter then Robin or John but still tall.  He displayed that classic
Greek statue, male triangle shape.  His legs were rather long and very thin
almost like two twigs.  Although he was muscular his muscles were smooth,
dancer like.  I was over come with lust, pure and simple lust.  I wanted
that ass.

Moving up behind Fred my arms wrapped around him and he melted back against
my body.  My right hand dropped to his groin and as my fingers began
fondling his cock and low hung but compact balls my left was flicking his
nipples. First one side the then other.  Fred pressed his butt against my
ready cock, slipping between its cheeks.

Kissing his neck and pressing my body against his we could feel each others
heat.  I pressed my tongue into his right ear as my right hand moved around
to his butt and my left took over fondling his manhood.  I slowly worked my
way down his back kissing and licking along his backbone.  Now I was
kneeling and gently spreading his butt cheeks exposing his rosebud.  Fred
adjusted his stance by moving his feet further apart.  My tongue probed the
boy's anus and my left had returned to his testicles.  My tongue ran the
length of his crack and then down the inside leg stopping at his knee then
up the other side.  Fred relaxed his sphincter allowing my tongue easy
access, a trick I figured Robin taught him.  Fred's body began to shudder
as my hands fondled his ass, cock and testicles with my tongue probing is
anus.  I backed off on probing and moved around to deep throat his long
thin cock.  We played this game for several rounds until Fred could on
longer hold back and I could no longer control him.  He sprayed his semen
across my face as my fingers worked on his prostrate. Fred pulled me to my
feet and began licking his semen from my face.  He pulled my clothing off,
with my assistance and pulling on my cock directed it to his waiting butt
as he fell back onto the bed.  Placing his legs on my shoulders and raising
his ass off the bed, I directed my cock head at his now open hole.  Fred
accepted my entire cock in one easy push.  I drove hard a and long into the
lad.  His cock began to stiffen as my balls slapped against his smooth
butt.

It only took Freda a few minutes to get the hang of fly fishing.  Fred took
a lot longer.  We all managed to catch several trout.  The important part
of all this is not catching anything but to commune with nature and with
ourselves.  We hiked, soaked in the hot springs, photographed and slept in
our tents.  It was good to be with the kids, with such wonderful geology
and awesome scenery.  It was so good to sleep outside.  I was impressed
that they even seemed interested in the rocks and my babbling about them as
well as everything else, animals, plants, weather...  They were either
greatly interested in the natural world or were very good at humoring me.
I now had lots of photographs to review and some BW to work on, if I ever
get or make the time to get into the darkroom.

Mean while we were not the only visitors Jason Adonis had visiting.  My old
friend Dr. Plato Bidis, his son Apollo, and what Jason called Apollo's
flying circus. and a young geolgist and scinece writer Tom Anderson and his
family appeared.  Bidis and I go back to graduate school.  He was living in
Bellingham and his wife Aphroditi and Gloria often visited each other.
Apollo, his son is a professional photogrpher I have know since he was a
baby.  Anyway he did a lot of work with Robin and John and Plato on the
book this past spring.  Plato would be part of my evaluation team on
Jason's diamond mine purchase.  (See my story Photo)