Date: Thu, 18 Aug 2022 12:16:26 -0400
From: James Karvonen <jameskarvonen5@gmail.com>
Subject: Song of the Lonesome steel Rails - 7

7.

     The days passed by slowly. Except for the weekends, it was the same
old routine. From 9:00 to 12:00 Bobby and Bean were at school. From 1:00
to 4:00 they worked on the farm picking potatoes, since it was the potato
harvesting season. On weekends there was no school or details. Saturday's
usually a quiet day. There were recreational activities, mainly on the
baseball field where the boys who wanted to could play baseball against
other dorms. There were also other activities as well which were all
supervised by the guards who were on weekend duty. Saturday was movie
night where movies were shown in the school auditorium to two dorms at a
time, mainly to keep the crowd down. On Sunday's the boys were required
to go to Church in the morning or in the afternoon, depending on what
religious denomination they were. Church was held in the small chapel
which was next to the school building. They usually would have a Catholic
Mass, and a Protestant service. For those boys who were Jewish, they had
a Jewish service as well. So basically that was the weekdends routine .
    April passed into May, May then passed into June. Though Bobby had no
real problems with Butch, Pimples or Angelo he did notice that at times
Bean liked too hang around them, which led Bobby to believe that
something might be going between them that he wasn't aware of. One
afternoon he decided to confront Bean about that.
    "Hey Bean, let me talk to you for a second.
    "Yeah, What's up, Bobby? " Bean asked.
    "I noticed you have been hanging around with Butch and his two
cronies. Is anything going on that I don't know about?"
    "We're just talking a that's all."
    "Are you sure that's all?"
    "Yeah." Bean said.
    "Listen Bean, you know those three are no good. You seen what they
did to us a couple of weeks ago."
    "Yeah, but they didn't really hurt us. If they wanted to they could
have beaten our butts down."
    Bobby placed a supportive hand on Bean's shoulder. "Still, I don't
like them. They're liable to do something worse too you then what they
did a couple of weeks ago. So the best advice I can give you is to just
stay away from them. But that's going to up to you. Personally, I don't
want to have nothing to do with them."
    "I'll be careful.Thanks for looking out for me."
    A couple of days later, with escape still heavy on Bobby's mind, he
had a chance to talk with another boy, who had almost escaped with a
couple of other boys about a year or so ago. But at the last moment he
chickened out. The boy's name Jason, but he went by his nickname,
Bugs.They were out in the potato field picking potato's when Bugs came
over to him.
    "I hear through the grapevine that you are thinking about trying to
escape from this hellhole."
    "Who told you that?" Bobby asked.
    "Runt." Bug answered.
    Bobby remembered talking to Runt about that on the first day that he
was at Pine Island.
   "Oh yeah, Runt." Bobby nodded. "Yeah, I've been thinking about trying
to escape from this place when the opportunity arises. Is there any
information that you can give me about that possibility?"
    "There's a hole under the fence on the other side of the cornfield.
I'm not sure exactly where, because I ain't been there, I just heard
about it. I don't think the guards know about it. The problem is getting
into that cornfield without the guards seeing you. I was going to escape
with two other boys who told me about that hope, but at the last minute I
decided not to. I don't know why I did that, I guess because if I were to
escape I really have no place to go. I'd be on my own. My folks are dead
and I don't have any relatives to go to. I just figured that I might as
well stay here, because at least here I have a bed to sleep on and get to
eat three square meals a day."
    "Did those boys that you went with escape?" Bobby asked, his heart
beginning to pound away with anticipation.
    "They did, but they didn't get very far. They were caught within
twenty four hours and were brought back and spent months in the hole.
They're in Dorm one which is a lockdown dorm now where they can't go
anywhere, and that's where they're probably going to stay until hell
freezes over. Anyway I just wanted to tell you about that hole in the
fence. A small creek runs under it, so you'll probably would have to get
wet crawling through that hole to get to the other side of the fence.
From what we were told it's a real tight squeeze, so depending on how
small you are you may make it, then again you might not."
    "Thanks for the tip, you say it's on the other side of the
cornfield?" Bobby asked.
    "Uh huh, but that cornfield stretches on for miles. Because the corn
is so high, once you get into that cornfield it will be hard for the
guards to see you when you make a break for it."
    "It's worth a try. When the right time comes around, I'm
definately'going to give it a whirl. And one thing about me, once I get
out of here, they'll never catch me and bring me back." Bobby vowed.
    "Well good luck then." Bugs said.
     Bean walked over to Bobby. Like Bobby he was bare chested due to the
extreme afternoon heat, and was sweaty from working hard, digging up
potatoes and throwing the potatoes in the wagon."What was that all
about?" He asked.
    "That kid told me that there is a hole in the fence on the other side
of the cornfield. He's not sure where but it's there, so you know what
that means."
    "It means the first chance you get, you're going to go for it. You're
still going to take me with you, aren't you?" Bean asked.
    "You know I am." Bobby grinned. He place a hand on Bean's bare sweaty
shoulder.
    "When are we going to do it?" Bean asked.
    "I'll let you know." Bobby promised.
     The next day was Bobby's twelfth birthday. It saddened him a little
that he wasn't home with his mother and brother to celebrate his twelfth
birthday. Just about every week his mother would send him a letter, and
he of course would write her back. She wanted very much to visit him, but
because of transportation issues since Pine Island was about twenty miles
from Middletown, that was out of the question. At least they knew that he
was alright and he knew that they were alright, though they were just
barely surviving. His mother did send him a birthday card though which
made Bobby feel good. Since he didn't say anything to the other boys in
the dorm about his birthday, there was no celebration because other then
Bean, no one knew about that, and that's what he, preferred.
    That night something happened that set him back for a while. And that
something that happened involved Bean. He had continually warned Bean to
stay away from Butch, Pimples, and Angelo, but for some reason Bean
didn't listen to him and had been seen with them every now and then which
disturbed Bobby. He felt sure that sooner or later something bad was
going to happen to him if he continued to hang around with them. And it
did. It was passed midnight. Most of the boys were in bed sound asleep.
Bobby had too take a piss. Easing out of the bed rubbing the sleep from
his eyes, he made his way to the bathroom area. He was just in his
underdrawers, since at night it was really too hot to sleep with any
other clothes on. Heading to the urinal he was relieving his bladder when
he heard a soft cry coming from the walk in utility closet. From where he
was standing he couldn't see the utility closet. He finished urinating
and was stuffing his penis back into his underdrawers, when he heard
another sound. It sounded like Bean's voice.
    "No, I don't want to do with that."
    "It don't matter what you want to do or don't want to do, you're
going to do it. Don't forget, you are the one who came to us for some
action, now bend over or Pimples and Angelo will bend you over.
    "No! Stop, stoppp!" Bean cried. "Ow!"
    Bean was in trouble. Bobby left the urinal, and ran into the utility
closet. What he saw shocked him. Bean was naked and bent over the sink in
the utility closet. Pimples and Angelo were holding his arms  down. With
his underdrawers down around his ankles Butch stood behind Bean. He held
Bean's left bottom cheek apart and was guiding his rigid penis into Beans
gaping bottom hole. Bobby watched as Butch thrust forwards driving the
bulbous head of his rigid length into him. He was raping Bean, there was
no question about that in Bobby's mind.
    "Ow, stop, that hurts!" Bean sobbed. "Stop!"
    "Shut the hell up!" Butch growled, thrusting again to drive his rigid
length even deeper into Bean's asshole. His ass cheeks quivered.
    Seeing Bean's plight, Bobby rushed into the utility closet. The first
thing he saw was the mop bucket squeegy. He grabbed the handle of the
squeegy pulling it out of the mop bucket.
    "Leave him alone!" Bobby shouted running over to Butch with the
squeegy in his hand.
    "What the fuck!" Butch shouted. He pulled his rigid penis out of
Bean's now bleeding bottom hole, then turned to face Bobby. Wasting no
time Bobby swung the squeegy as hard as he could hitting Butch in the
side of his head. Butch bellowed collapsing onto the floor. Letting go of
Bean's arms, Pimples and Angelo were shocked by Bobby's sudden
appearance. They let Bean's arms go and just stood there watching, not
knowing what to do. As Butch tried to get up, Bobby hit him again with
the squeegy again busting the side of his head open. Butch fell back on
the floor bleeding fom a nasty gash where the the wooden squeegy had
struck him. By now the noise coming from the utility closet had awakened
the other boys in the dorm. Several of the boys jumped out of their bunks
and rushed, hooting and hollering to the utility closet to see what was
going on. A few of the boys who had been sexually abused by Butch and the
other two boys started encouraging Bobby on.
   All the hooting and hollering caught the attention of the two guards
who were on duty that night. They rushed into the dorm blowing their
whistle and attempting to break up the group of boys in the bathroom area
watching the fight going on between Bobby and Butch. As soon as the
guards reached the bathroom area, those boys who were watching the fight
quickly dispersed running back to their bunk beds leaving Bobby standing
over Butch, with the squeegy still in his hand. Butch laid there on the
floor not moving the side of his head bleeding. The two guards were with
him, along with Pimples, Angelo and Bean.
   "What is this all about!" One of the guards shouted.
    Ignoring the guards, Bobby dropped the squeegy and walked over to
Bean to see how he was doing. Pimples and Angelo stood on each side of
Bean shocked by what Bobby had done to their ringleader. Bean grabbed his
pants and quickly pulled them back on.
    "I ask you again, what is all this about?"
    "He tried to rape my friend there." Bobby blurted, pointing to Bean.
    Finally Butch moaned and groggily sat up. Blood was dripping down the
side of his face from the gash on the side of his head pooling on the
floor besides him.
    "Go get some help." One of the guards said.
    The other guard turned and made his way through the dorm, leaving his
partner behind with the four boys in the utility room.
    "I'm going to ask you again, what's this all about?"
    "They were trying to rape my friend over there. I wasn't going to let
them." Bobby blurted.
    "So you decided to take things into your hand and cold cock him with
a squeegy." The guard growled. He started pacing back and forth.
    "What was I suppose to do, let those three punks rape him?"
    A few minutes later the guard returned with two other guards from the
dorm next door.
    "Get that kid to medical."
    Two of the guards lifted Butch up to his feet. When he was standing,
Butch moaned and fumbled with his pants pulling them up. Bobby watched as
the two guards helped Butch out of the utility closet.
    "You three get to your bunks, now!" One of the guards ordered.
    Bean, Pimples, and Angelo quickly left the utility room leaving Bobby
behind with the two guards.
    "Put your hands behind your back."
    Reluctantly Bobby moved both of his hands behind his back. He felt
the cold iron of the handcuffs clamping around both wrists. It brought
back the memory of the time he had been arrested for stealing back in
Middletown a couple of months ago.
    "Where are you taking me?" Bobby asked, tears welling up in his eyes.
    "Anytime you cause bodily injury on another boy, you end up in the
hole, and that's where we are taking you." The guard who clamped the
cuffs around his wrist told him.
    The dreaded hole, Bobby thought having heard nothing but bad things
about the hole.
    "And how long am I going to have to stay in the hole?" Bobby asked.
    "Well that all depends. The incident will be an investigated by an
investigation committee, we will get the facts then the committee will
come up with a final decision. But right now I would say that depending
on how severe the injury is on the boy that you attacked, we are looking
at the possibility of at least a month if not more."
    "But he tried to rape a friend of mine." Bobby cried.
    "That don't make no difference. You inflicted bodily injury on
another boy and therefore you will be punished for that!"
    With that having been said, the two guards escorted Bobby out of the
utility closet, into the dorm.
    "Where is your bed?"
    Bobby took the two guards over to his bed. One of the guards slid his
locker box out from beneath his bed, opened it and took out some of his
clothes to wear once he got to the hole. Bobby was then escorted out of
the dorm to the main building where the hole was located in the basement.
    The hole was everything that Bobby had been told that it would be.
The basement the hole was located in was a dark and dreary place. The
only light in the hole was a series of bare lightbulbs that hung from the
ceiling. In the lengthy corrider there were twenty cramped single man
cells that faced each other Each cell had an iron door with a small
window so that the guards who worked the hole could look into. There was
also a food slot so that food trays could be pushed into cell without the
door having to be opened. There were other boys in the single man cells
that Bobby passed because Bobby could hear them either crying, singing or
even talking to themselves. Two guards were on duty in the hole. One of
the guards had a key to open the iron doors with. Bobby was escorted by
the guards to the cell that he would be assigned to. When the door
creaked open on rusty hinges Bobby looked into a small cell that had one
narrow bunk against the side wall. There was also a toilet and sink in
the cell across from the bunk, and that was it. The cell was just a tad
larger then the jail cell had spent a couple of days in back in
Middletown. And that had been very uncomfortable for him. He couldn't
imagine spending a month or more in the hole, but that was what he was
now facing.
    "There you go boyo, your new home for a while." One of the guards
said almost sarcastically. "Now turn around so I can take these cuffs off
of you."
    Bobby did so, and the guard unlocked the cuffs taking them off his
wrists. The other guard who was with him said, "There me boy. Here are
your clothes. You'll need to be dressed when the investigator comes to
talk to you tomorrow morning." He tossed the clothes on the narrow bed.
    "Now you have a good night." The guard said. They left, leaving him
alone in the cell, then closing the iron door behind them.
    Bobby walked over to the narrow bed then sat down on it. After what
had happened only a couple of hours ago, he felt virtually exhausted.
There was nothing more that he could do, so he folded up the clothes that
the guards had brought with them, sliding them under the bed. He then
drew back the thin wool blanket, slid underneath it. The pillow was small
and lumpy but that was to be expected. He closed his eyes with hopes of
falling asleep. Maybe when he woke up he would found that this was all a
dream. Just as he was beginning to drift off to sleep, he heard a voice
coming from the cell the cell next him.
    "Hey kid, what's your name?"
    "Bobby, Bobby Rumph." He answered. At least he now had someone who ho
could talk to
    "Name's Chigger, whatcha in the hole for?".
    Bobby really didn't, want to go into it, but he went ahead and said.
Split an older kids head open with a squeegy."
    "What did ya do that for?" Chigger asked.
    "He was hurting a friend of mine who was only ten years old."
    "You mean he was trying butt fuck him."
    "Whatever." Bobby sighed.
    "You must be new here."
    "Why do you say that?" Bobby asked, getting a little irritated.
    "Because at Pine Island, that shit goes on all the time, not only
between the boys in the dorm, but the guards get their piece every also
especially down here in the hole."
    "You mean the guards mess with boys locked up down here in the hole
also?"
    "Not all the guards, but some of them. One guard in particular who
works the grave yard shift. He's a damn boy lover, you'll meet him one of
these nights, maybe even tonight.  His name is Andrew, Andrew St. Monk.
But one thing about him, he'll give you shit for a little you know what,
shit like cigarettes, candy and stuff you might need. Depending on how
much time you get in the hole once the investigation is over, he might
also get your time cut down some, so don't think that stuff don't go on
down here."
    "And if you refuse?"
    "He'll make life miserable down here for you."
    "I suppose he has done stuff with you, huh?" Bobby asked.
    "Yeah, and he's paid me well for it, even got my time cut down some.
After the investigation, they gave me four months in the hole. He managed
to get it cut down to two months. I'll be out next week."
    "And the other guards don't know about that?"
    Sure they know about that. They just turn a blind eye on stuff like
that. They don't care. You're in the hole because you did something bad,
and so what goes on in the hole between you and other guards is really
none of their business, because if you didn't do something bad, you
wouldn't be in here."
    "And what did you do, if you don't mind me asking?" Bobby wanted to
know
    "I escaped from this place."
    "You escaped, how far did you get before they caught you and brought
you back?"
    "A couple of miles, I don't know. See I was hitchhiking because I
didn't think the guards knew right away about my escape. It just so
happened that one of the guards who worked here and knew me saw me
hitchhiking. The bastard picked up without me realizing that it was one
of the guards. Next thing I knew I was back here. They gave me three
months for attempting to escape, so here I am."
    "How did you escape?"
    "I worked on the farm detail, so when the guards weren't looking I
took off into the cornfield. Once you get into the cornfield, especially
when the corn is high, the guards can't see you. There is a place in the
fence on the other end of the cornfield that you can crawl under."
    "I know what you're talking about. Someone else in the dorm they
assigned me to told me about that place He told me that that a drainage
ditch runs under the fence, that you have to get into that drainage ditch
to get to the other side. That's exactly what I was planning to do
whenever I get the opportunity to do so. That's why I took the farm
detail, because one way or another I'm going to get out of this place. I
don't know when but it's going to happen sooner or later."
    "Well good luck, just don't hitchhike."
    "No, if I escape I have other plans of getting as far away from Pine
Island as I can." Bobby said.
     Even though they couldn't see each other, Bobby and Chigger talked
for another hour or so before they finally went to sleep. At least now
Bobby did get the confirmation that he needed that one could escape from
Pine Island. But they had to make that escape attempt when the cornstalks
in the cornfield were high. In another couple of months they would begin
harvesting the corn, and the corn stalks would be cut down making any
possibility of escape almost impossible, so it had to be done soon. But
for now escape was impossible because Bobby was in the hole.
    As it turned out, following the investigation the next day, Bobby
ended up being found guilty of physically harming another resident. He
found out that Butch had to be given ten stitches to close up the gash on
the side of his head that Bobby had inflicted on him when he hit him in
the side of the head with the mop bucket squeegy. Therefore it had been
decided that he would have to serve two months in the hole, with the
chance of early reduction of hole time depending on behavior and how he
spent his time in the hole. Any early reduction of hole time would depend
entirely on the guards who worked the various shifts in the hole. As far
as Butch was concerned, he was found guilty of sexually assaulting
another resident. He was given two months hole time also.
    And so Bobby began serving his time in the the hole There was nothing
to do but sleep, eat and shit and piss in the roach infected dungeon,
which the hole basically was. The light in the cell was on and never
would be turned off. It was all part of making life difficult and
uncomfortable in the hole. The only reading material that Bobby had was a
Gideon's Bible which every cell had. He passed his time by, by talking
with Chigger next door. But Chigger would soon be released after service
his hole time. He knew Butch along with a few other boys were serving
their hole time in a cell someplace in the dungeon, but he made no effort
to communicate with Butch or the others, nor did he want to. As far as
Butch was concerned, Butch to him was public enemy number one and he
didn't want to have anything to do with him.
    Three weeks after Bobby began his time in the hole Chigger was
released from his hole time having served two months of a three month
sentence in the hole. So unfortunately Bobby now had no one to talk to to
help pass time. Though he had never saw Chigger, he considered him a
friend. He wished Chigger was in the same dorm that he was in, but
Chigger was in dorm six.
    And so the days passed by, long, boring slow days where Bobby
couldn't even distinguish between night and day. He wanted to see
sunlight but it had been a while. At least during the long hot days of
the summer, the hole was cool because the hole was located in the
basement of one of the ancient buildings. But the drudgery and boredom
was getting the better of Bobby, and he was counting the days before he
would be eventually released.
    In the middle of the night about three weeks after Bobby started his
time in the hole, Bobby was awaken by the metallic sound of his cell door
being opened. He sat up with a start rubbing the sleep from his eyes and
watched as the cell door creaked open and one of the guards walked in.
The guard closed the cell door behind him, his keys attached to his belt
jangling. He was a portly guard in his fifties with a small neatly
trimmed mustache beneath his bulbous nose and receding hairline. Bobby's
first thought was that maybe they were going to give him an early release
from doing time in the hole and the guard was Jere to let him out.
    "Hello pet." He said with an distinct British accent. "I've been
meaning to come and visit you since they put you in the hole. My name is
Officer St. Monk, but you can just call me Andrew. Calling me Officer St.
Monk is just too authoritarian. So let's see, according to my sheet here,
your name is Bobby Rumph."
    "Yes sir." Bobby said sleepily.
    "And how old are you might I ask?"
    "I just turned twelve a couple of weeks ago." Bobby replied.
    "Well happy beleted birthday then." Andrew smiled. I assume you can
tell by my accent that I am a Brit."
    Andrew St. Monk, Bobby had heard that name mentioned before. And then
he remembered Chigger mentioning Andrew's name. Suddenly he felt his
world falling apart. This was the last thing Bobby needed, one of the
guards sexually molesting him. And Andrew was the guard that Chigger had
mentioned when they were talking about the sexual abuse that went on at
Pine Island. He had already been molested once by the doctor who had
given him the physical examination after his arrival at Pine Island. Was
he about to be molested again, he wondered.
    "Rumph, that is a German name, is it not?"
    I'm not sure, but I think so."
    "We fought the Crouts during the Great War." Andrew mentioned. "A
bloody rotten bunch they were.
    "My father fought during the Great War also, but he fought for the
Yanks, not the Crouts." Bobby murmered, finding himself suddenly getting
very defensive with what Andrew had just said.
    "My apologizes, I didn't mean to put that in any offensive way.so
please forgive me."Andrew replied.
    "So what do you want?" Bobby asked.
    "According to my records you have to spend three months in this
bloody depressing place."
    Bobby nodded."That's the time they gave me."
    "I could get that time shortened by a month or so. All I have to do
is put in a good word for you. I was able to get Skeeters time reduced. I
take it you know the young man that I am talking about. He was released
not to long ago."
    "Yeah, I know Skeeter though I never actually saw him. He was in the
cell two cells down from this one. We talked quite a bit when he was
here."
    "And then I assumed he told you about me?" Andrew asked politely.
    Bobby sighed. "He did."
    So would you like me to help you get some time off you're three month
sentence in the hole?"
    "How much time are we talking about?" Bobby wanted to know.
    "At least a month if not more." Andrew continued.
    Bobby wanted to get out of the hole as soon as possible especially
before the corn harvest began. If he was ever going to get that chance to
escape from Pine Island before the corn harvest then as much as he hated
to do so, he more then likely would have to subject himself to the will
of this one guard.
    "What do I have to do?" Bobby asked.
    "Just let me do what I want to do with you whenever my need arises.
That's all you'll have to do. I promise, I'm not going to hurt you. I
would never hurt a handsome lad like you. In fact you might find my some
of the things that I want to do with you very pleasurable. Not only that,
but I can make your life much more comfortable in here. Do you like
chocolate, or cigarettes? Of course if you prefer not to take up my offer
then you're time in the hole could last even longer depending on what I
write in my daily reports."
    "So you're really giving me no choice in the matter." Bobby frowned.
    "Of course you have a choice my dear boy. I would never force you to
do anything that you don't want to do. But don't forget, how long you
stay here in this gloomy place will depend entirely on you." Andrew
stated.
    "So what is it that you want me to do?" Bobby asked again.
    "First of all dear boy I would like very much to gaze lovingly at
your nude young body. So if you would take off your clothes I would very
much like that." Andrew eagerly said.
    Bobby sighed. Chigger had warned him about Andrew, so now he would
either have to cooperate or face the possibility of spending more time in
the hole. This was definitely blackmail, but what could he do about it?
Absolutely nothing.
    "Alright, I'll cooperate, but do you promise to try and get my time
cut down some?"
    "I did it for Skeeter, is he still in this dreary place now?" Andrew
asked.
    Bobby shook his head. "No, I guess not."
    "Very good pet. When I do get your time cut down, I know you will
thank me very much for doing that." Andrew smiled.
    While Andrew eagerly watched, Bobby slowly unbuttoned his shirt then
took it off, baring himself to the waist. He tossed his shirt down on the
lumpy mattress.
    "Lovely." Bobby heard Andrew say. He moved his hand down to his
crotch and started rubbing himself through his pants.
    Sucking in his stomach, Bobby unfastened his pants then pulled them
down over his bare feet. He stepped out of them, picked up his pants then
tossed them on the mattress with his shirt. He stood there in front of
Andrew as nude as the day he was born.
    "There." He said meekly.
    "Beautiful." Andrew murmered as his eyes feasted on Bobby's nude
body. He walked over to Bobby, reached down and cupped his low hanging
balls, lifting them up in the palm of his hand as if he was weighing
them. He bounced them in the palm of his hand a couple of times. Bobby
could tell by the way the front of Andrew's pants was tenting out that he
was very much aroused. Moving his hand away, he grasped Bobby's flaccid
penis, rubbing the soft shaft up and down and corkscrewing the
circumcised head, sending those warm tingling feelings surging through
his body. He kept rubbing and corkscrewing Bobby's penis until the soft
shaft slowly started to lengthen, something that Bobby could not control
with his mind. It was his bodies natural response to sexual stimulation.
    "Wonderful." Bobby heard Andrew murmer once again. His now erect
penis flexed hard within Andrew's still rubbing fingertips. Finally
Andrew let Bobby's slender erection go, leaving him tingling and
throbbing pleasantly. Not only that but he had become slippery at the
very tip.
    "Turn around dear boy." Andrew gasped.
    Bobby went ahead and did so, wanting to get this over with as soon as
possible so that he could go back to bed. He felt Andrews hands clutching
and squeezing both of his well rounded plump bottom cheeks. He parted
them to see his moist puckered pink opening before finally letting them
go.
    "Turn back around." He said.
    Bobby turned around to once again face him. Andrew was now breathing
hard and sweating. He seemed to really have really enjoyed what he had
just done to him.
    "You are a beautiful boy and I know that I will have plenty of good
times with you before you leave."
    "But you promised you will try to get my time reduced some in the
hole if I did what you asked me to do." Bobby pleaded.
    "And I will dear lad, I will. Now lie down on top of your bed and let
me finish what I want to do with you tonight. And then I will leave you
until we get together next time."
    Bobby slid back down on his bed, lying on his back. He placed both
hands behind the back of his head, his elbows winging outwards. Andrew
sat down besides him then once again grasped Bobby's rigiod penis. He
used the ball of his thumb to wipe away some of the slickness of the
pre-cum that had welled out of him then slid his fingertips down to the
very root of Bobby's erection to hold the slender length upright. Then
much to Bobby's surprise Andrew leaned and took his throbbing erection
into his mouth pursing his lips tightly around the spongy head and upper
shaft. Andrew moved his other hand down to his crotch then started
rubbing himself through his pants.
    When Bobby felt the warm wetness engulfing him, he gasped. He could
not believe that Andrew was actually doing this to him. He gasped even
more when Andrew started sucking and slurping wetly on his upper shaft
while bobbing his hot tightly pursed lips up and down up and down around
him. His warm wet tongue swirled around then under the ultra sensitive
circumcised head. As he was sucking him off, Andrew started rubbing
Bobby's lower shaft up and down between his clenched fingertips. It
didn't take long for Andrew to bring Bobby off into the most intense
orgasm that he had ever had. His throbbing erection bolted between
Andrew's tightly bobbing lips then started pulsing away at a rapid pace.
He could actually feel the small amount of cum that he could produce
squirting out of him into Andrew's hot, hungry mouth. And then as fast as
his climax hit him it was over. His highly sensitive penis started
wilting while Andrew was still sucking him off. Finally Andrew lifted
off, then let his now flaccid length go.
    "That was lovely pet." He said as he leaned down over him to kiss the
center of his heaving stomach right over his belly button. He kissed the
center of Bobby's chest and finally his smooth downy cheek. When Andrew
finished he stood up with a big smile on his face leaving Bobby lying
there on his bed in a post orgasmic afterglow. "Did you enjoy that dear
boy?" He asked.
    What could Bobby say. He really did enjoy it but was to flushed with
embarrassment to say so outright. He felt angry at himself because he had
actually enjoyed what Andrew had just done to him. His penis continued to
tingle pleasantly.
    "I enjoyed it, and will come back and visit you again. You have a
good night sleep dear boy. I'm going to have to clean myself up right
now, but it was worth it." With that last statement Andrew turned, opened
up the cell door, and left, closing then locking the cell door behind
him.
    So what Skeeter had told him was true. He had just experienced it
himself. So to get out of the hole earlier then the three months that he
had to serve after the investigation had found him guilty of physical
assault on another boy, he would have to do whatever Andrew wanted him to
do whenever he came to visit him on his shift. The question Bobby had for
himself was whether or not he could go through with it when Andrew did
come to visit him. But what choice in the matter did he have? Absolutely
no choice whatsoever. It would either be that or face the possibility of
having to spend even more time in the hole then the three months that he
had been sentenced to. If the truth were to be known, what just happened
to him wasn't as bad as he had thought it might be. And like Andrew had
said when he first told him about what he was going to do, it had been
rather pleasurable. He sighed then sat up on his narrow bed. He grabbed
his pants pulling them back on. Lying back down on his bed, he closed his
eyes and tried to fall asleep. He had no idea what time it was because in
the hole one could not tell the difference between night and day. One can
only go by the meals they serve, breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The last
meal he had a couple of hours ago had been dinner. Eventually Bobby
finally drifted off into a restless sleep.
    Judging by the meals that he had been served, Andrew came back to
visit him about two days later. He was lying on his narrow bed dressed
only in his pants because it was warmer then usual in the cell. He was
bored to to death from having been in solitary confinement so long and
being isolated from other boys when he heard the cell door being
unlocked. He sat up with a start his heartbeat now beating at a rapid
pace. He watched as Andrew walked into his cell with a big smile on his
face.
    "Hello pet, did you miss me?" Andrew asked.
    Bobby wasn't sure what to say, but in a way he had been looking
forwards to Andrew's visit, though he would never would outright admit to
it. "I guess." Bobby meekly replied.
    "I brought you something." Andrew beamed. And then he showed Bobby a
Hersheys chocolate bar. "You like chocolate, don't you?"
    "Yes sir." Bobby said almost a little too eagerly, his mouth watering
a little. He couldn't remember the last time he had a Hersheys chocolate
bar, but it had been a while, a good long while.
    Andrew sat down on the bed besides him."But first you must do
something for me." Andrew stated.
    "Do what?" Bobby asked, though he had an idea what Andrew wanted him
to do. In a way he had prepared himself for this.
    "Take off your pants. "
    With some reluctance Bobby stood up, turned and faced Andrew. While
Andrew watched Bobby slowly pulled down his pants down. Stepping out of
them, he took them all the way off then once again stood  before him
naked. He wondered what Andrew had in store for him that night.
    Andrew unbuttoned the front of his pants, parted the fly then reached
in to pull out his thick half erect uncircumcised penis. The foreskin had
pulled back to reveal the pinkish bulbous slick glans.
    "Now sit down on my lap."
    Was Andrew planning to fuck him, Bobby wondered.
    "Come on pet, sit down on my lap. Don't worry, I have no plans to
penetrate you if that's what your afraid of."
    Knowing what he had to do, even though he really didn't want to to
it, Bobby eased on over, lifting himself up a little then sat down on
Andrews lap. Immediately he could feel Andrews slippery erection
sandwiched between his soft plump bottom cheeks. bottom cheeks.
    "Here." Andrew said, handing him the Hershey bar.
    Bobby didn't say anything but went ahead and started to unwrap the
chocolate bar that Andrew had just given him. As he was unwrapping the
chocolate bar, Andrew slid the palm of his left hand underneath Bobby's
left armpit his palm gliding over Bobby's smooth chest. He started off
with his nipples gently thumbing and rubbing. A few seconds later his
left nipple became erect. He moved his hand over to his right nipple
rubbing and tweeking it a little to get the nipple erect also. He slid
his the palm of his hand over to the center of his chest then started
rubbing Bobby's chest and stomach in a slow circular motion. His right
hand moved down to rest gently on Bobby's crotch, covering Bobby's
flaccid penis and testes causing Bobby to gasp when Andrew's hand made
contact with his genitals. When Andrew gently started rubbing Bobby's
genitals he once again felt the warm tingling feelings beginning to
slowly surge within his loins.
    "Does that feel good pet?" Andrew asked, his hand quickly bringing
Bobby into a full erection. He grasped Bobby's slender length with his
thumb and two fingers then started to slowly stroke the rigid shaft up
and down.
    "Go on, eat your chocolate bar." Andrew said.
    While Andrew slowly masturbated him, Bobby went on ahead and started
eating the chocolate bar It was delicious, the milk chocalate actually
melting in his mouth. But not only that but as he was eating the
chocolate bar, the warm tingling feelings deep within his loins were
beginning to rise at a rapid pace. Already he could feel the slickness of
his bubbling pre-cum being spread over and around the upper shaft and
head by Andrews rubbing fingertips. Instinctively Bobby found himself
rocking back and forth on Andrew's lap. When Bobby finished eating the
chocolate bar, the stimulation from Andrew's stroking fingertips had
reached it's point of no return.
    "Uhhhh."Bobby gasped. And then it happened. His penis swelled between
Andrew's stroking fingertips, then bolted hard. A second later the shaft
was thrumping away at a rapid pace. A jet of thin watery clear semen
squirted about an inch or so into the air over Andrews stroking
fingertips. At the same time Andrew climaxed also. Bobby felt Andrew's
hard length swell between his bottom cheeks before pulsing away. And then
it got all warm and slippery beneath him as Andrews cum gushed out in
rapid spurts between his bottom cheeks onto his mattress besides him.
When it was over, Andrew let Bobby's now flaccid slippery penis go. When
he did so, Bobby quickly stood up, his bottom dripping with Andrew's
thick white semen.
    "I'm sorry.I made a mess all over you, didn't I dear boy? I just
couldn't help it, it felt, well you know how it feels, because you made a
little mess also." Andrew chuckled. Standing up he reached into his back
pocket and pulled out a handkerchief. He casually wiped himself off
before tucking his flaccid penis back into his pants and buttoning his
fly.
    "Turn around dear boy, and bend over." Andrew instructed.
    Bobby did what Andrew had just told him to do. Andrew used his
handkerchief to wipe his semen from the cleft between Bobby's bottom
cheeks clean. He parted Bobby's left cheek even wider, then actually
shoved his handkerchief covered index finger into Bobby's bottom hole
causing Bobby to grunt, before he twisted his finger out.
   "There we go dear boy." Andrew said with a smile. I'll leave you now
until next time. You have a good nights sleep." And with that last
statement he left the cell leaving Bobby once again alone with his
thoughts.
    Another week past. Bobby tried to calculate how much time he had
already spent in the hole, but it was hard to do. One week seemed to pass
into another week, and each and every day was always the same. Boredom
with nothing to do but sleep, eat handle his natural body needs and
think. At times Bobby was so bored that he wished Andrew would come in
and spend some time with him doing some of the things that he seemed to
specialize in. At least it would be a change of pace in his daily routine
and order. At times he found himself masturbating when he really got
bored fantasizing about Andrew and some sexual things that he had dome
with him when he first started visiting him..
    Andrew did come visit him two weeks later after his last visit. Bobby
hoped that he had brought him some good news about getting out of the
hole sometimes soon in the not to distant future.
    "Did you miss me pet?" Andrew asked when he stepped into Bobby's
cell.
   "I guess." Bobby murmered. Already he could feel himself becoming
erect beneath his pants. Deep down inside Bobby was hoping that Andrew
would do something with him.
    "Well I missed you." Andrew smiled pleasantly. He ruffled Bobby's
dark blond hair. "You do need a haircut you know." He chuckled.
    "Have you heard anything about how soon I will be released from this
place?" Bobby asked hopefully.
    "Well dear chap, as I promised you, I have been talking to the
committee, telling them that you have been very cooperative and gave them
a good report on you. It's just a matter of time now so have patience. I
am sure your release will come soon."
    "I hope so, the only thing I have to look forwards is you coming to
visit me." Bobby said humbly.
    "Well aren't you the lively one." Andrew laughed. "Oh by the way, I
did bring you something else to enjoy, but you can enjoy that after I
leave." He reached into his pocket and took out a roll of Necco wafers.
He handed the Necco wafers to Bobby.
    "Thank you." Bobby smiled. Necco's were another one of his favorite
candies. Like with the Hershey bar he couldn't' remember the last time he
had Necco's fruit flavored wafers. He placed the roll of Necco's on the
side of his bed.
    "Now dear boy, if you would please answer this question, and answer
truthfully. Have I been good to you?"
    "Yes sir." Bobby admitted.
    "Have I good even you some pleasure that you had never experienced
before?"
    Bobby nodded.
    "And did you enjoy those little pleasures that I had given you?"
    "I reckon." Bobby answered.
    "Then if I were to ask you to return that pleasure to me, the
pleasure that I had given you, would you do that?"
    Bobby wasn't sure what to say. He really didn't know where Andrew was
going with this."I guess." He answered.
    "That's what I was hoping to hear." Andrew smiled.
    "So this is what I want you to do. I would like for you to give me a
rub, would you do that for me?"
    At first Bobby didn't know what Andrew meant by that. "A rub?" Bobby
asked inquisitively.
    "Yes just a rub that's all I want. But before you give me the rub.
I'm going to do something with you that I only do with my closest
companions. That way I will be more then ready for that little rub that
you said you would do to me."
    "Do you want me to take off my clothes?" Bobby asked.
    "Every stitch of them."Andrew said in just barely a whisper.
   Bobby nodded then went ahead and pulled off his shirt, setting his
shirt off to the side. He then pulled off his pants. Andrew smiled when
he saw that Bobby's penis was erect. It proudly angled upwards from his
hairless mound.
    "I like that, seeing you that you are already ready for me." Andrew
smiled. "Now lie down on your back like you did the last time."
    Bobby laid down, his arms at his side and watched as Andrew
unbuttoned his uniform shirt, taking it off and setting it off to the
side on the floor. He took out a handkerchief setting it off to ths side.
That was followed by his tank top T-shirt so that he was now bared to the
waist. He pulled his pants down, then stepping out of them over his
boots. That was followed by his underdrawers. When he finished he stood
before Bobby completely naked with the exception of his boots. His thick
veiny uncircumcised penis jutted straight out from his thick tangled bush
of brownish pubic hair about six inches in length beneath his over
hanging portly stomach. The foreskin had retracted almost all the way
back revealing his slippery pre-cum glistening glans. He had no idea that
Andrew would completely undress. What if another guard came along and
caught Andrew like that. But since Andrew had started personally grooming
him for the sexual acts that were to follow that had yet to happen.
Andrew sat down on the side of the bed, gazing lovingly gazing down at
Bobby's nude body then straddled him at his knees. He leaned over Bobby
then kissed him on his lips. His lips tasted of a hint mouthwash. He
kissed him again on his lips on his lips, then moved his mouth down a
little to kiss Bobby's chin before licking his throat down to his
clavicle.
    Bobby didn't know what to make of all this. This was something that
he had never expected Andrew to do. When Andrew licked then kissed the
center of Bobby's chest, his heart started thrumping away, his breathing
becoming deep and drawn out. Andrew licked his the center of his chest
again, then slithered his tongue over to Bobby's right pink nipple. He
licked the nipple then pursing his lips started sucking on it sending
different pleasurable warm tingling feelings through his body. His rigid
length throbbed then flexed in response. He moved his mouth over to his
left  nipple licking and sucking. His nipples had become hard like little
bumps. Returning to the center of his chest, he slithered his tongue
wetly down over the center of his chest, to his innie belly button. He
darted the tip of his tongue into it, fluttering and jabbing. Already
Bobby was beginning to feel the sensitivety of his penis and the warm
tingling inner itch that was rapidly building up within him that would
eventually lead to another intense gut wretching intense orgasm. As
sexually stimulated as Bobby now was that pending release was seemingly
was only seconds away. Any lower that Andrew went with his tongue would
cause the inevitable to happen.
    "Ahhh." Bobby cried, squirming even more.
    And then Andrews hot wet tongue sluiced down even lower, gliding over
his smooth mound. He swirled his tongue around the root of Bobby's
erection, then underneath to lick his clenching testes. Finally he lifted
his mouth up. He grasped Bobby's penis at the root causing the slender
shaft to flex hard. Using the tip of his forefinger he smeared the
slippery drop of pre-cum that was welling out of him over the most
sensitive part of Bobby's throbbing erection, the underside of the deeply
blushed helmet head. That was all it took for Bobby's highly sensitive
penis to explode. Every muscle in his body tensed, his toes curling. He
arched a little crying out in sexual bliss. A second later his erection
bolted between Andrew's three fingered gently squeezing grip. His
erection pulsed away uncontrollably as if it had a mind of it's own, his
small amount of watery semen jetted out from his rapidly pulsing length
about two inches into the air before drooling down over the shaft and
Andrew's grasping fingertips. And then it was over. Bobby's tense body
relaxed, his penis deflating slowly still tingling slightly in a warm
afterglow. But Andrew wasn't over yet. He went down on Bobby again,
taking the entire two and a half inch rubbery slippery length along with
his medium sized scrotum into his mouth. When Andrew started sucking and
bobbing, causing the intense tingling feeling to return within a matter
of seconds Bobby heard himself cry out again, his back arching his toes
curling. Before he could become erect again Bobby ejaculated his semen
drooling out from his pumping penis into Andrews mouth.
    Andrew sucked him dry licking, slurping and swallowing. When he was
done he lifted off, then leaned back over Bobby kissing him on his mouth.
Bobby could taste his own slightly salty semen on Andrew's lips.
    "Now pet, tell me that you didn't enjoy that." Andrew chuckled.
    Bobby didn't say anything. He just laid there on the bed in post
orgasmic afterglow.
    After about a minute or two, Andrew softly said, "Now I want you to
give me a little rub."
    Sitting up, Bobby looked down at Andrews rigid penis. In his eyes
because Andrew was uncircumcised his penis looked rather ugly, the
foreskin drawn back, the protruding glans slippery with pre-cum.
    "Here, let me lie down and then you can do it."
    Bobby eased off the bed. His flaccid penis was still tingling
pleasantly. He watched as Andrew laid down on his bed, then sat back down
besides him. He could smell a not to pleasant gamey, sweaty odor that
emenated from Andrew's crotch. Trying not to let the odor bother him any
Bobby went ahead and made a fist around Andrew's six inch throbbing
length, then slowly started pumping him up and down, the heel of his hand
making contact with his thick bush of pubic hair.
    "Lovely pet." Andrew murmered. He seemed to really being enjoying it.
    Bobby kept rubbing him, every now and then pausing to give Andrew's
rigid shaft a little squeeze. He really had no idea what he was doing as
long as he was making Andrew happy, that's all that really mattered. And
right now he seemed to be making Andrew happy. He watched as Andrew's
foreskin protruded then retracted around the slippery glans.
    It didn't take long for Andrew to reach his point of no return.
Letting out a moan Andrews body tensed. "A little faster dear boy." He
gasped.
    Bobby speeded up his fist. Within seconds it happened. Letting out
one last moan, Andrew closed his eyes, his robust body convulsing. His
rigid length jerked within Bobby's pumping fist, the rigid length
swelling before bolting hard. His thick veiny shaft started pulsing away
at a rapid pace, ejaculating a ribbon of thick white semen high into the
air.that splashed back down on Andrew's heaving chest and stomach. More
rivlets of semen drooled out over Bobby's pumping fist. And then the
pulsing ebbed. It was over, but Andrew had left a nice little mess
behind.
    Bobby quickly let Andrew's deflating penis go, his hand dripping with
Andrew's semen. Andrew handed Bobby the handkerchief so that he could
clean himself up. When Bobby finished Bobby handed the stained
handkerchief back to Andrew so that he could clean himself up with it.
Afterwards Andrew pulled his uniform back on, then kissing Bobby on the
forehead left closing and locking the cell door behind him, leaving Bobby
once again alone with his thoughts.
    Two weeks later Bobby was finally released from the hole. He still
had a month to go, but the hearing commitee decided to let him out for
good behavior. Andrew had been true to his word by getting him released
early, just like he said that he would. Bobby felt good about that,
despite the things that Andrew had done sexually with him. He was sent
back to the same dorm that he had been in before getting into that fight
with Butch. When he walked through the door, several of the boys who use
to have problems with Butch, Pimples and Angelo started cheering him. In
their eyes, Bobby had become a hero for what he did to Butch when he
tried raping Bean. Bean greeted Bobby with a hug."I'm so glad that you
are back." Bean cried, "I missed you!"
    "And I missed you Bean." Bobby said. "Have you been having any
problems with Pimples and Angelo?" Bobby asked.
    "No, not at all. As a matter of fact Angelo had become my friend.
Since Butch left Angelo doesn't even hang around with Pimples anymore
Pimples now hangs around with some of the older boys in the dorm, but
they don't bother us. They seen what you did to Butch and they're afraid
that you might do the same thing to them if they tried to do that again
with one of us, so. So everything is cool now, especially with Butch
gone. And from what we have been told by the guards, Butch won't be back.
You fucked him up pretty good." Bean smiled.
    And then in a low keyed voice so that others couldn't hear him, Bobby
asked Bean. "You still want to run away from this place with me?"
    "You know I do. Thats all I've been thinking about while you were in
the hole, if and when we would run away from this place. I hate it here
and the sooner I get out of here the better."
    Bobby was glad to hear that. Since he was now back in the dorm out of
isolation from the hole, he could now continue making his plans to run
away from Pine Island. Talking with Chigger when they were in the hole
together, Chigger had given him even more valuable information about how
to escape. But if he and Bean were to run away, they would have to do it
before the corn harvest. And the corn harvest would be starting soon.
Once the corn stalks were cut down during the harvest, he and Bean would
have no chance to run away from Pine Island.
    It didn't take long for Bobby to settle back in. In the days that
followed he continued to follow the same routine that he followed before
he was sent to the hole. School in the morning from 8:00 to 11:00 in the
morning and the farm detail from 1:00 to 4:00 in the afternoon. They were
still harvesting potatoes and cabbages but that would change soon because
the corn was getting ripe and ready to be picked. One thing that Bobby
did noticed that bothered him a little was that Bean seemed to be
spending more time with Angelo. One time in the middle of the night he
even noticed Bean, Angelo and Pimples going to the bathroom area
together. What were they going to do together he could not help but to
wonder. He thought about getting up also to see what they were doing, but
decided at the last time not too. If Pimples and Angelo were giving Bean
a hard time, Bean surely would have said something to him about that, but
since he hadn't said anything, he figured that what Bean did with them
was really none of his business. Bean was going with them on his own free
will, and wasn't being forced to go with them against his will.
    The first week in August the corn harvest began. They were taking
into the cornfield with about four guards and were told to start picking
the corn, but only the corn that was ripe. They told the boys that they
could tell whether or not the corn was ripe by peeling back the corn
husks and seeing if the kernels of corn were either white or yellow. If
the kernel's were green the corn wasn't ripe yet. For the first couple of
days the work was hard and monotonous. The possibility of running away
from Pine Island while working in the cornfield seemed next to none. And
then late in the afternoon on the fifth day of the corn harvest a heavy
thunderstorm started slowly moving in while they were out in the
cornfields working. The possibility for Bobby and Bean to run away from
Pine Island had now become a reality. With the approaching storm the
opportunity to run away from Pine Island was there, an opportunity that
Bobby could not turn down.
    "Bean." Bobby whispered. They were working side by side in the
cornfield with about fifteen other boys who were on the farm detail
picking corn and tossing the ripe corn into wagon. The progress was slow
because the corn had to be checked to see if it was ripe before it could
be picked and tossed into the wagon. Unripened corn was left on the corn
stalk for a couple more days. Seeing the darkening clouds of the
approaching storm and hearing distant thunder, the four guards in charge
of the farm detail on that particular day started blowing their whistles
to try and get everyone on the wagon and back to the barn before the
storm hit. Even the horses pulling the heavy wagon were getting a little
spooked by the approaching storm. Judging by the increasing speed of the
wind it wouldn't be all that long before the storm hit..
    "What." Bean said.
    The whistles continued to blow. "Into the wagon, into the wagon let's
go or all of you are going to get drenched"! One of the guards shouted.
    "You ready to get out of this hell hole?" Bobby whispered.They had
yet to climb on the wagon.
    "Are we going to do it now with this storm approaching?" Bean asked.
    "This will be the best time to do it. The rain and the wind will be a
distraction."
    A loud flash of lightning followed by a loud crack of thunder ripped
through the stillness. As the wind picked up in speed it suddenly started
getting very dark.
    "Let's go! Let's go, into the wagon!" The guards continued to shout,
blowing their whistles.
    Several of the boys who were on this detail quickly started jumping
into the wagon even as the horses were pulling the wagon back towards the
barn. And then it started to rain. At first the rain came down lightly.
As the wind picked up, the rain also started picking up in intensity. A
flash of lighting followed by a loud clap of thunder ripped through the
area again spooking the horses pulling the wagon even more.
    '"Let's do it." Bean chirped. He seemed really excited now that they
were actually going to attempt to run away from Pine Island during this
storm if they could get away with it.
    "On the count of three we'll run into the cornfield. Keep up with me,
okay Bean, or you'll get caught."
    "I'll try." Bean promised.
    "You ready?" Bobby asked. He could feel his adrenalin rising. "One!"
    "Hey you two, get the fucking wagon." A red faced guard approaching
them bellowed.
    "Two, three, let's go!" Bobby shouted.
    Bobby and Bean took off together running into the cornfield. Bobby
heard the shrill of the whistle and the guard shouting, "Stop stop!"
    He also heard the boys in the wagon cheering them on. The rain
started coming down even harder as the wind picked up even more. That was
followed by even more thunder and lightning as the storm rolled in with
even more intensity. Bobby and Bean ran for all it was worth. Because the
corn stalks were so high, they couldn't really see where they were going,
nor did they really care. Their main concern right now was to get as far
away from the guards as they possibly could. As they ran high stalks of
corn slapped at their soaking wet bodies. Even if a couple of guards were
now chasing them, they wouldn't be able to see them. The cornstalks they
were running through were over six foot high providing them more then
ample enough coverage. They kept scrambling through the cornfield for
another five minutes or so, until finally Bobby slowed down. Bean was
right behind him. There was no way that the guards would have followed
them this deep into the cornfield during this driving thunderstorm.
Gasping for breath and soaked to the bone because of the pouring rain,
Bobby turned to Bean and shouted, "We did it! We did it!" He was cold and
wet, but it didn't matter anymore. They had run away from their detail
just like they had planned to do on that first day they were at Pine
Island. Now all they had to do was get to the fence and find the drainage
ditch that went under the fence that Runt and Chigger had told him about.
Once they crawled through that drainage ditch underneath the fence and
got on the other side they would be free.
    The storm lasted for at least another fifteen minutes or so. Once the
storm passed through the skies cleared up and the sun came back out. The
guards would probably have started looking for them now, Bobby concluded,
but as deep into the cornfield they were now it would be hard if not
impossible for the guards to find them. But once they got out of the
cornfield that would be a different story,
    "We have to get to that fence." Bobby told Bean.
    "I know, I hope we can find it."
    "We will, we're just going to have to keep walking in as straight
line of a line as possible through the cornfield, and eventually we will
find the fence." Bobby said reassuringly.
    And so they walked through the high wet cornstalks. Even though the
outside temperature was warming up, because if their soaking wet clothes
they were cold. The cornfield seemed to go on for miles, but finally they
reached the other side of the cornfield and sure enough, they saw the
high chain link  fence that surrounded the cornfield. The chain link
fence alone was about fifteen feet high. The top inwards a little and was
stringed with barb wire, so to climb over the fence without getting cut
up by the barbed wire would be almost impossible, so the only way to get
through the fence to the other side would be to crawl under it. through
that opening underneath, which was what they were planning to do anyway.
The only other thing that bothered Bobby, and that was that on the other
side of the fence was a dirt road. It was the service road that
surrounded the compound. Past the service road were the woods. A vehicle
could drive up on them at any time and if the guards saw them, that would
be it, they would more then likely be captured and end up back in Pine
Island doing hole time for who knows how long. But there was one thing
that was in their favor. Because of the severe storm that had just passed
through, the service road was deeply rutted and muddy. Until the sun
dried the muddy dirt road up a little any vehicle driving along that road
could very easily get stuck. Because of the condition of the service road
it would be a while before any vehicle showed up. That was what Bobby was
hoping for and counting on. All they could do right now was follow the
fence until they came to the opening beneath the fence, slide under it
and then they would be home free.
    Slowly Bobby and Bean walked along the side of the fence. The storm
had been pretty severe because in the woods on the other side of the
service road, there were a lot of downed limbs and even a couple of
trees. There were large puddles covering the service road so it probably
would be a while before any vehicles showed up searching for them.
    About three hundred yards from where they came out of the cornfield
along the fence they came to the drainage ditch. It was everything that
Runt and Chigger had said it would be. The drainage ditch was about four
foot wide, and no telling how long. With all that rain they had the past
hour after the storm hit, the water in the drainage ditch was deep. If
the storm hadn't hit, it would have been a lot easier to crawl through
the drainage ditch under the fence. Instead of maybe being a foot of or
so deep.they were now looking at possibly three feet of water muddy
water.
    "Well here we are Bean, this is the place." Bobby said.
    "It don't look good." Bean frowned.
    "If we're going to escape from this place, we're going to have to
crawl  underwater through the drainage ditch too get to the other side of
the fence. Do you think you'll be able to do that Bean?"
    "If you can do it, then I can do it because I am smaller then you."
    "How long do you think you'll be able to hold you're breath?"
    "For as long as it takes." Bean replied.
    "Okay then, let's do it. I'll go first, then when I get to the other
side it will be your turn." Bobby instructed.
Bobby slipped into the water in the drainage ditch. The water was warm
and muddy. Taking a deep breath he submerged under the water then started
crawling through the mud and filth that was at the bottom of the ditch.
He suddenly, felt the iron sprigs lining the bottom of the fence cutting
into the back of his head and neck. He kept crawling feeling hose sharp
iron sprigs tearing cutting into his back, tearing his shirt. It hurt
like hell, but he had to keep crawling knowing that if he stopped he
could get stuck under the fence, underwater and drown. He was beginning
to panic a little because he didn't know how much longer he could hold
his breath under these conditions. His lungs were beginning to hurt
because he was in need of oxygen. Only a little further, he thought.
Finally he was on the other side of the fence and was able to raise his
head out of the muddy water He took a deep gulp of air then crawled the
rest of the way through the water filled drainage ditch finally standing
up. He looked through the fence over at Bean and shouted." Your turn
Bean, I'll watch you to make sure you get through."
    Bean slipped into the muddy water, took a deep breath, then
disappeared under water. Bobby couldn't see Bean as he was crawling
underwater in the water filled drainage ditch because the water was so
muddy, but he could see ripples in the water going underneath the fence.
Finally, his head popped out of the water followed by the rest of his
body as he stood up. He made it just like he said he would. He walked out
of the ditch, his clothes muddy and dripping wet. Smiling Bean said, "See
Bobby, I told you I would make it!"
    "You sure did Bean, and guess what?"
    "What?" Bean asked.
    "We're free Bean, we're free! No more Pine Island." Bobby grinned....