Date: Sun, 3 May 2020 20:05:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ahn Boys 33

More historically accurate inclusions in this chapter but only 1 sex scene,
sorry. N-joi it all the same.

Hugs,
Tag_m
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Our second day in Los Angeles turned out to be, well, a hell of a day all
the way around.

Renato, AJ and I talked about and/or visited a half dozen properties with
more scheduled over the next few days. Aside from the initial goal of
buying land for aero-fields, we also looked at land both developed and
undeveloped. Land was available and it was cheap. We looked at crop land,
ranches, both for food growing but also in anticipation of a building
boom. Thousands were moving to southern California from the Midwest as well
as from Asia. They needed to eat and needed places to live.

We met with some people who were hoping to salvage their construction
company and we would pick it up for 5 cents on the dollar so we made a
verbal agreement. Within 5 years it would be worth 20 times what we paid
for it and in 15 years over 100 times what we paid for it. We talked with
some people whose film studio was about to go under. We met with some
people that were high on the totem pole of the power and water industry. In
short, we began setting up businesses. Southern California was a gold mine
not unlike the gold rush of the 1850's but unlike the gold rush the profits
weren't immediate but long term and we intended to harvest them.

Then there was the boys' highly interesting day. They were all back at the
house before we got back from our business day, most of them apparently
resting after an exhausting day in the sun and surf. Gregory caught us as
we were headed into the library, an Asian man accompanying him. My
immediate assessment was that his guest was someone known to him which
prompted a lot of questions in my mind, which is where they stayed.

"Lucian, AJ, I'd like you to meet an old friend and fellow student from my
days on Okinawa. Hiroki this is Lucian Broussard, AJ, and Mr. Renato
Davies" I, and each man in turn, offered a hand and warm greeting to the
man. Gregory then quickly explained his history with the man and why Hiroki
was in the United States along with his living and employment situation and
the fact that he'd come to Gregory's rescue. I couldn't imagine Gregory
needing to be rescued but the point was taken. I didn't need a map to
figure out where it was going so I took the lead, not wanting Gregory or
Hiroki to have to ask.

"Welcome to our family Hiroki. Perhaps for the time being you and Gregory
can reconnect and you can help him with the boys' instruction. I am quite
positive that before we head back east we will have come up with a plan to
remedy your situation." The relief that the man felt was palpable so I
directed my attention to Gregory.

"Tell me about the rescue," I asked and listened while Gregory retold his
part of the story and what Willy had told him what had happened prior to
Gregory finding our boys in control of a situation with some other boys,
street thugs was how I interpreted them. He then retold the rest of the
afternoon including Hiroki having been in the right place at the right
time.

"Thank you for your well timed assistance Hiroki," I said to the man.

"I am thrilled to hear that the boys stepped up to the plate Gregory and
made us proud to boot," AJ said, "makes all that work worth it." Gregory
nodded his head.

"So, Hiroki," I said, "please tell us about you. Nothing detailed for now
just an overview." His English was quite good so it went quickly clearly
and concisely.

"I am 35 years old, born in Kyoto and my family moved to Okinawa when I was
7 years old. My father was in government service. I returned to Japan,
attended Keio University and the University of Tokyo and attained degrees
in mathematics and science and taught at university. I met my wife Chieko
while teaching and we have 2 sons Akito who is almost 6 and Koji who is
4. My wife and children are living in Kyoto and she teaches world history
and international politics there. Of course she experiences a great deal of
shame and derision for women in Japanese culture are expected to stay home
and behave like women. She is also a master in Kendo, another rarity.

"Sound like she doesn't take shit from anybody," AJ piped in. That earned
him a big grin and vigorous head nod from Hiroki.

"You have no idea," the man responded. In continuing his story he stated
his concerns for Japan and it's future and did not want to be caught up in
their war program which was all but a certainty on both counts, Japan going
to war and its citizens caught up in it to perform military service. He
felt the best chance for his family was in America."

I voice my curiosity about the difficulties he must have had getting all
the paperwork together and then managing to get in under the quota.  I knew
that the Johnson-Reed act had dealt a serious blow to immigration and it
became extremely difficult to get here. Hiroki seemed to wilt at the
direction the conversation was going.

"To be perfectly honest, I am here illegally, I was smuggled in which
compounds the problems." I made eye contact with AJ who responded
immediately.

"I'm on it," he said as he went for the telephone. The expression on
Hiroki's face was abject fear.

"AJ is our attorney as well as business partner and friend. His family has
a large and long established firm of lawyers in Boston with offices in New
York an DC. He'll be on the line finding out exactly who what where and how
to best deal with the situation.

"There is a matter of money Lucian, I don't have the kind of money it will
take for all of that." I waved him off.

"Hiroki, I'm not bragging when I say this, but all of us are basically
filthy rich. Money won't be an issue and once we get the right contacts it
will likely go quite fast. Hell, I'll call FDR if I have to. You are part
of our family sir, and we take care of family." I thought the man was going
to cry. I turned to Gregory.

"Gregory, have you explained the nature of our family to Hiroki?" He shook
his head..

"I don't believe that to be my place Lucian." I nodded my head.

"Well Hiroki, what I am about to tell you may go against your values or
belief systems. So I have to say that, regardless of whether or not you
choose to be a part of our family or live with us, even if only
temporarily, has no bearing on our willingness to assistance in getting
your family over here and to make it fully legal in the process, and of
course your own legality. We are committed to that at the very least. Do
you understand?" He nodded his head.

"Very simply put Hiroki, the relationships between us all transcend the
normal tried and true, the norm if you will. All of us are parents,
students, friends, lovers, Business partners and more. The boys are free to
choose who they wish to engage with on whatever day or night of the
week. That is limited to in house or the occasional friends we make on the
trip. We do try to keep it somewhat out of sight, not wanting to put it in
anyone's faces. So, if that bothers you in any way please come to me, let
me or us know and we will see what we can do to accommodate you and your
needs."

Hiroki was quiet for a moment, organizing his thoughts I would guess but
before he spoke Gregory elected to speak and did so in a soft voice.

 "Hiroki, you are well aware of my physical impairment and the lack of my
ability to perform as a man." Hiroki nodded his head. "That has taken a
turn for the better. I have discovered that there are things that I can do
on a limited basis and that has been brought about by the love and devotion
of a Chinese boy that is part of our extended family. I now know, at least
in part, what it is like to experience attraction and desire as well as to
perform some of the physical duties of a man in love. I will be forever
grateful to Lucian, AJ, and the boys for encouraging and supporting me in
that endeavor. It is my fervent desire that you can accept us all as we are
and will choose to remain a part of our family."

I could easily have gotten tears in my eyes hearing Gregory speak. Hiroki
responded.

"Such arrangements are not uncommon in Asian countries and on balance are
accepted as long as one doesn't hang it out like so much laundry. I am very
happy for you my friend, that you have found balance in your life." That
said, Hiroki got up and went to Gregory and hugged the man fiercely before
returning to his seat. I heard AJ hang up the telephone.

"My father informed me that we have some very heavy hitters at immigration
as well as the state department that will get it taken care of. We can
expect a phone call tomorrow morning by 8 our time and one of our attorneys
will get all of the pertinent information from you Hiroki and get the ball
rolling. Meanwhile Lucian, having someone willing to sponsor Hiroki and his
family will expedite things and I will assume that Q5 will agree to
sponsor."

"Of course we will," I responded. "In the meantime Hiroki, would you be
willing to take over the math and science portion of the boys education for
the time being?" My thinking was that getting him involved in our day to
day activities as soon as possible would help to feel like he was earning
his keep as it were.

"It would be my honor Lucian," the man replied and again, gratitude was
evident in his voice. I explained my background and qualifications to him
and that I'd been doing all of the educational curriculum and that, quite
frankly, science was not one of my forte's. I could manage it but it
wouldn't be my best effort.

At that point the boys began trickling in, Willy being the first and he
went straight to AJ whom I thought he was going to kiss but caught himself.

"It's okay sweet boy," AJ said, "Hiroki is aware of our household
arrangements. He then pulled Willy, giggling, onto his lap and kissed him.

"So, I understand Willy, that you and the boys became knights in shining
armor today." Willy laughed, nodded his head, then went on to explain what
had happened. He then went further to share his view of what happened
later.

"Goddamn Lucian, seeing Gregory and Hiroki in action was amazing as hell."
I chose not to correct his language. "I've never seen anybody move so fast
or as beautifully as they did. Most of us boys really want to learn how to
be that good and we're hoping that Hiroki will stay around and help teach
us."

"Well, as it turns out, that hope will become reality. Hiroki has agreed to
do that." Willy's smile was large and genuine.

"Really, that's great," the boy said and got off AJ's lap and went over to
shake Hiroki's hand. "I'd give you a kiss but I don't know if you kiss
boys." Hiroki chuckled.

"I don't as a general rule but can make an exception Willy," he responded
to which the boy leaned down and kissed Hiroki gently on the mouth.

"The boys are gonna love this," he said as he found a separate chair and
flopped his now, 14 year old, ass on it.

Jamon came in next and we relived his view of the experience then Frankie's
view and within 15 minutes all of the boys including the train boys were
there, all chattering away like magpie's. In all of that I saw complete
consistency in their stories which also made me proud. All of them, to a
boy, were thrilled with the fact that Hiroki was going to be teaching both
martial arts as well as math and science.

"You know Lucian," Willy said, "I've been thinking. Back home, there are
quite a few street boys that would be interested in learning, just like us
Ahn boys were, are. What do you think about maybe offering the serious ones
a chance at getting some education. I don't mean like, living with us or
anything, but you kno w some basic stuff. I know it would mean making some
changes about how you and we do things and I sure don't have a bunch of
answers but do you think we could explore the idea?"

I had no idea where that came from and quite frankly it caught me off
balance. But that didn't matter. It was thought out and presented in a
reasonable and a concise manner. And there were a few head nods from some
of the other boys.

"I think that's a very noble idea Willy," I said, "and yes, we can have a
discussion about that during the trip back home." The boy left his chair
and came over for a hug and a kiss.

That night at dinner Hiroki was introduced to the rest of the staff
including Enrique and the boys who had an open invitation to have all meals
with us. Considering that Enrique was still trying to set up a household
and take care of his duties he was grateful for the assistance. Of course
the boys were thrilled at the opportunity to try new foods as well as
getting to spend more time with our boys.

After a splendid dinner we settled into the game room for an hour or more
of games. "I don't suppose you have a GO board with you," Gregory said to
Hiroki, who offered a sly grin and a head nod and offered to bring it
down. While he was gone Gregory explained that, similar to chess, it was an
ancient board game, possibly the oldest in the world.

"I hope Hiroki stays with us," Frankie opined, "He's really nice, I like
him." There were similar responses from most of the boys who, although
involved in games of their own, were listening to us with half an ear.

"Hiroki is indeed and very nice man," Gregory said, "and a very
accomplished karateka or practitioner of Karate. I am looking forward to
learning more from him and I believe that you boys will benefit greatly
from him." It was interesting that Gregory pronounced it kara-te with a
soft E which I would learn roughly translated to empty hand.

"Well, he sure as hell proved that today," Willie said and got agreement
from others. I chose not to correct his word usage. An occasional hell damn
or shit were acceptable under certain circumstances and the boys, wisely,
didn't abuse that.

Hiroki came back into the room with a leather carrying case which he opened
and removed 6 pieces of light colored wood. He began to assemble them via
an exquisite tongue and groove system which, when finished, created a 12x12
inch square playing board consisting of 12x12 black grid lines and no
visible seams where the pieces connected. There were 4 black dots at
intersecting line which highlighted a large square in the center of the
board with a black dot in the center of that square. Hiroki then pulled out
a pair of equally exquisite black bowls each with a dragon in bas relief
wrapped around them.

"This is a go board that has been in my family for over 150 years," Hiroki
said. "This one is 12x12 while the larger board is 19x19 and a smaller on
9x9." He opened the bowls to reveal glass stones, black in one bowl white
in the other, each roughly the size of a finger nail, perfectly round and
smooth. "Go originated in China 2000 years ago and is the oldest board game
known to man. It is very similar to chess as a strategy game but much, much
more difficult to learn and to master. Gregory," Hiroki said, inviting the
man to sit opposite him. Hiroki explained what he was doing as he and
Gregory began placing their stones on the intersecting black dots on the
board.

A primary objective of the game is to acquire territory which is done by
encircling one or more squares with your stones. If, in the process, any of
your opponents' stones are within the circle of your stones, then they are
considered captured.  Once a stone is played it cannot be moved unless it
is captured and removed from the board. The two men quickly threw down some
stones to illustrate the point then cleared the board.  The game basically
ends when there are no more stones to play or both players "pass" which
means there are no moves that are beneficial to that player. A point
awarded for each point or empty intersection of lines (called liberties)
next to his stones. There is much more to it but I'm not an aficionado of
the game.

The older boys, me and AJ were intrigued and watched the game intently
while the younger boys went about playing other games, monopoly being a
favorite. Cain sat perched beside me for the next hour, not that he was
interested in the game, but because that's where I was. I suspected that
the boy was laying claim to me, at least for the evening and that was fine
with me.

About 40 minutes into game time the little guys got bored with what they
were doing and wanted to go swimming and coerced the older boys to go as
well. Gregory and I declined to attend, as did Cain, but AJ had agreed to
go with Willie, naturally, and so would monitor the boys.

"I'm going to absent myself from the general activities later AJ but the
boys are more than welcome to use the play room." My friend nodded his head
and followed the herd of testosterone producers out of the room. Cain
leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"Can I be with you tonight Lucian?" Even though I had anticipated the
request it was Cain's responsibility to make it.

"I would be honored if you would join me sweet boy," I replied in a whisper
and got a soft giggle and a squeeze of his arm across my shoulder. Gregory
and Hiroki elected to end the game and our new family member disassembled
the board and put everything in its case. We adjourned to the kitchen to
find Darius pulling trays of fresh baked cookies out of the ovens and
putting two more in.

"Any idea how long we're going to be here Lucian," my chef asked. I told
him that I honestly didn't know but it was looking like at least 2 weeks as
opposed to one. "I'm going to need to do some shopping then."

"We are going to need a car," I said, more to myself than Gregory. "In fact
probably a couple of them so I guess tomorrow should be spent getting that
resolved along with a truck for Enrico." Since it was still somewhat early
I elected to telephone Renaldo and get him working on a plan of action to
that end.

I finally decided to head upstairs leaving Gregory and Hiroki to their own
devices. I had a shower that afternoon after swimming so elected to forego
that exercise for the evening and since Cain has taken one after returning
from the beach we simply went straight to bed. I opened my arms and the boy
slid right up to me, his naked torso flush against mine, his head on my
shoulder. It took a minute or so but Cain spoke first.

"I just love this so much Lucian, being snuggled in bed with you. I feel so
safe and loved and cared for." Words weren't necessary but I did give him a
little hug to acknowledge that I'd heard him. Then I felt him shudder
followed by dampness on my shoulder. Again, I was quiet, allowing the boy
to process in whatever way he needed but did hold him a little tighter. It
took a solid minute before he seemed to settle down.

"I don't know what I'm going to do Lucian, I mean with my life. I can't be
a railroad man; that isn't me. I don't have a home to go to because my
father is a mean drunk asshole. I have family somewhere but no idea where
and I don't know them. I'm scared Lucian, really scared." I remained silent
but rubbed and patted his back, again, to acknowledge that I heard him. I
didn't get the sense that the boy was using his time with me as a pitch to
help him out, that wasn't his type of behavior. He was just expressing his
feelings and fears.

"Thank you Lucian," he said after a minute or so, "thanks for listening."

"I won't tell you not to worry Cain because you will regardless. What I can
say is that we have time to figure out a plan for you and I give you my
word that we will come up with something."

"Thank you Lucian," he said softly. As I typically do with boys, I didn't
move on Cain but left that to him. As it was, 5 minutes hadn't elapsed
before his breathing slowed and I knew he was asleep. That was fine with
me. Since I became involved with the boys I all but wallowed in sex so a
night off here and there was welcomed. I drifted off to sleep.

I woke in the morning with Cain playing with my morning hard-on, a not
unpleasant way to wake up except for the fact that I needed to piss. "I
couldn't help it Lucian," the boy said when my eyes opened, "I missed him
last night."

"Well for what it's worth Cain, I don't mind but I do need to pee. How
about if we take care of our morning business then take a shower?" Cain was
highly amenable to the idea and less than 15 minutes later we returned to
my bed, both hard as rocks. We had spent plenty of time in the shower
loving touching and squeezing, which would become a hit song as I neared my
84th year, along with plenty of cock sucking.

I did want to spend some time licking his tight puckered hole so we did a
69 with Cain on top. I worked his muscle with my tongue, slathering it with
saliva. I licked down onto the underside of his sagging sac, pushing the
eggs around in the air. I took a moment to suck each testicle into my mouth
for second before letting it slip back out then went back up along his
perineum to work on his hole. All the while, Cain moaned although the
sounds were a bit muffled due my cock being down his throat.

I finally reached up to my headboard and snagged a tube of KY jelly and
managed to smear my finger then slipped it up inside of him. I used my free
hand to fondle his balls and stroke his raging boner a little bit. It
didn't take long before the boy declared it was time to get my cock up his
ass.

"Can we do it just like this Lucian," he asked, looking over his shoulder
at me. Cain like to try positions other than the missionary from time to
time and in this case it would be him straddling my waist facing away from
me. I said yes and the boy moved down my body then reached behind his
tender little butt to take hold of my cock. He rubbed the tip back and
forth over his boy pussy, a sight I enjoy watching as I lay back and let
him have his way with me. He finally stopped and stayed in position and
pushed backwards, working his butt and my cock against each other until the
muscle finally gave up the battle and allowed me inside his adolescent
body. Cain grunted at the intrusion and, naturally, didn't move a muscle.

It took a solid minute before Cain moved and even then it was a slow
lowering of his body. Having an unobstructed view of my cock disappearing
inside a boys' ass is always very stimulating. I put my hands on each cheek
and spread them open; for me to see and to add pleasure for Cain. Somehow
the feelings are intensified when one's ass cheeks were peeled wide open
during a fucking.

The boy slid down a little, rose a little then slid down some. It was like
the "two steps forward, one back" principle, until my entire cock was up
his ass.  "Goddamn Lucian you fill me up," Cain groaned. "It's like I can
feel your cock poking my stomach." Not like I hadn't heard that before. At
that point, the hot young blonde began to move.

Cain had his hands braced on my thighs as he began to rise and fall,
gobbling up my cock then spitting it out over and over again. He added a
little sideways motion as well, his asshole moving my cock around like a
floor mounted stick shift in an automobile. Cain moaned softly as he
moved. He pushed down as tight as he could to my groin and wiggled a bit
before going back to the up and down movement.

"Roll me on my side please Lucian," Cain mumbled. I did as he asked and
fucked him some from that position, holding one leg up and over my
hip. That didn't last too long.

"I want to move Lucian," he said, "and face you." I held on to him and
rolled onto my back again. Cain didn't need any instruction having seen
numerous other boys make the turn around while still impaled so I just
stayed still, not that I hadn't before, while he turned.

"Much better," he said, "I like facing you while I get fucked." That said
he went about doing what he'd done before only now he could lean down and
kiss me, which he did. We stayed in that position for maybe 4 minutes
before the boy called for the last change.

"I need to be on my back getting fucked good and proper like a boy is
s'pose to be fucked." I proceeded to make the moves while my cock was still
deep inside the boy. Position changes while inflagranti delicto was an
added stimulation for me, something I loved to do with a boy, especially a
smaller more compact boy which Cain was. Plus, going from any position to
having a boy on his back with legs spread open was that much more
stimulating.

It only took a moment before we got where Cain wanted to be. The first
thing I did was lower my upper body in order to kiss the boy deeply. The
second thing I did was move my hands under his legs then lean forward and
place my palms flat on the bed and his calves against my shoulders, rolling
Cain up onto the small of his back. The third thing I did was fuck the shit
out of him. Well, almost, since he'd voided his bowels already.

There isn't much to tell about the fucking. I mean, I slammed my cock in
and out of him right from the start and since we both were already primed
and had come close to orgasm a few times already. I power fucked the
hotling, crammed my cock into him the ground my ass around a little bit
then went back to fucking him. I moved my body farther up along his which
changed the entry angle of my cock creating a different pressure for both
of us.

"Oh fuck Lucian that's so good," he groaned. Cain began to grunt each time
I slammed my cock into him so that it became a litany almost, even though
there weren't many words and what words he did utter were mostly
unintelligible. "I'm getting close Lucian, really close. Fuck me hard, make
me cum." Fuck the boy hard, I did. Make him cum, I did also. It was about a
5 minute fucking in that position so altogether Cain got about 14 minutes
of solid pounding action.

His scream caught me by surprise, but then, I imagined that he may have
caught himself by surprise as well. He was crying out all manner of things
as his asshole constricted against my cock and about the 3rd time I began
unloading my sperm into his delicious little ass. I picked up a little
speed and added a little more power as my own body shook and shuddered
through a powerful orgasm, pumping an easy 6 or more jets of high quality
cum into him. And then it was over. I continued to move of course, wanting
to keep the feeling going as long as possible but eventually let the boys'
legs down. I still kept up some movement for a solid minute before finally
coming to a stop. Cain's eyes had been closed through most of ejaculation
but came open when I stopped moving. He gave a great, post cum grin, that
lopsided sort of thing and almost looks like a deformity.

"Oh gosh Lucian that was the best fuck I've had in a long time. I mean, the
boys do a good job, especially Jessie and Jamon but you're the best." He
indicated a need to be kissed so I obliged him then suggested we hit the
shower to clean up. "Can you carry me Lucian," Cain asked with a coy
smile. I said yes although I would have in any case because I didn't want
his ass to leak my load into the bed. Twenty minutes later we were
downstairs, me accepting a cup of coffee from Darius and Cain getting
chocolate milk. Gregory, AJ and Hiroki were already there seated in the
breakfast room so I joined them while Cain hung out with Darius. I think
the boy enjoyed my chef's company because like Cain, Darius was more
feminine acting only more so. Cain's effeminacy was much more subdued.

Talk was light for a bit and at one point I asked Hiroki how it was that
his English was so good. He explained that his father was a very forward
thinker and recognized early on that because of England's global and then
the rapid rise of America, English would likely become a common world
language, thus we had tutors from a young age."

"My wife is equally fluent, her father being of the same mind. It was one
of those things that drew us together, the ability to converse privately
while surrounded by others which, in Japan, is the norm." He paused a
moment then went on. "As early as 1929 my father began questioning Japan's
motives. After the taking of Manchuria in '31 he began making all the
necessary preparations to leave Japan and that process accelerated after
the assassination of the Prime minister this past May. As I said yesterday,
my father is convinced that Japanese aggression will lead to war and he
wants no part of it. My wife's father also believes that. As a large
stockholder and member of the board of Toyoda corporation he is privy to
information that most are not and has shared that the government is already
making overtures to the company to move toward a war footing, especially
after the company introduced their automobile line."

I was intrigued by that information and my brain went into work mode. I
asked Hiroki where his parents were planning on going. He said that was the
big question since Hitler was mobilizing Germany and seemed to be heading
in the same direction as Japan. He thought the Hawaiian Islands might be a
good choice since there was already a large Japanese population there.

"The islands are a US territory," I said, "but would they consider coming
to America?" Hiroki raised an eyebrow at the question, gave it some thought
then said,

"It's possible I guess but I can't say for sure." More discussion ensued
which touched on the practicality of moving everybody at the same time as
opposed to piecemeal and contacting Hiroki's parents to see if it was even
an option. I further suggested that he contact his wife's parents with the
question as well.

"Better to kill a multitude of birds with a single stone." The expected
phone call came through shortly before 8 and was led off by AJ during which
he informed the party he was talking with about the possibility of
transporting additional people. He then turned the phone over to Hiroki,
that conversation lasting a good 10 minutes before AJ got back on the line
and talked for a few minutes before hanging up. Hiroki was all but beaming.

The crux of it was that AJ's family law firm would spearhead the endeavor
and all communication with his family would be handled through the US
consulate in Tokyo so as to keep it confidential. The line of approach
would be as an invitation to come to the US by way of guest visa's under
the guise of an exchange of commerce ideas or guest lecturer at some
universities etc. etc. Once here all of the necessary paperwork would be
done to allow them to stay.

Darius served breakfast and as we were finishing up Gerald Maines
called. For the most part there was nothing extraordinary to report. We had
talked months before about consolidating our various business interests as
much as possible under one roof because they were scattered willy-nilly all
over hell. Gerald had found a suitable building in downtown Philadelphia
that we had purchased and had quite a bit of success finding people to fill
it. We convinced the accounting firm that we'd employed to lease space in
our building, created a Human Resources department, a profession relatively
new to the business world, built a marketing and advertising departments,
real estate to manage what we had, which was considerable, and land
acquisition for future endeavors, and more. A huge piece of fortune brought
us our first CFO.

Jeremiah had been 13 years old when he became a semi-permanent lover to
Edgar and me. We enjoyed his company for 4 years, he often bringing other
boys to visit with us. Edgar helped him all the way through college,
offering some financial assistance as well as providing contacts for
him. He'd graduated near the top of his class at Wharton and gone to work
in Manhattan. When we started putting out feelers for top notch people
Jeremiah caught wind of it and the rest is history. I was looking forward
to re-uniting with him when we got back home. He wasn't the only top tier
individual we hooked, there were others, and that would continue for the
rest of my life.

I told Gerald about the conversation with Willie about a quasi-school
program for other street boys. Gerald though it was a good idea and
certainly his home could be used for such an endeavor and wouldn't
interfere in the least with Blaine's living arrangement. "Let me think on
it and if it looks good I'll float it by Blaine and let you
know. Regardless of whether or not my home is used, I'm still willing to
toss a few million into the pot to make it happen."

On other notes, my house and gardens looked spectacular, the dust bin was
all but completely gone and the civil engineers were mapping out streets,
water, sewer and the like. Jessie's mother had no improvement and the
corporation was rolling in money.

"As for me, I'm experiencing more pain. The doctors give me 3-6 months but
realistically I could depart at any time. Ren and Keiko will take May-May
and she seems to be quite happy with that."

"Well my friend, I'm hoping and planning on being back in about a month so
do your best to hang on." It was an oft spoken declaration on my part which
always brought back the response "I'll do my damndest".

Renaldo showed up an hour later. He informed me that he had some solid
contacts with the Dodge Chrysler dealership and if I were amenable to that
brand he could swing some great deals. I was fine with it as was
Enrique. So it was that, by noon we had a new Dodge ½ ton flatbed truck
with removable wood side rails and a Chrysler Imperial CL Dual Cowl
Phaeton. The Phaeton was a beauty; a bright red convertible that fit right
in with the Los Angeles lifestyle and sensibilities. I had already
committed to acquiring a Rolls so we didn't really need another luxury car
but as would be pointed out by WHR, image was everything so even the hired
help needed to project wealth and success.

That afternoon we all went to the movies, a first time event for all of the
boys except Jessie, and a first for Hiroki. We watched a Spanky and Our
Gang Comedy on a double bill with a 3 Stooges comedy Nertsery Rhymes.
Needless to say the boys laughed their asses off and, needless to say, they
had to be cautioned against trying out the Stooges antics on each other.
Afterwards we treated them to ice cream Sundaes at Fair Oaks Pharmacy and
Soda Fountain.

Despite having gorged on popcorn and soda at the movies the boys laid waste
to a dinner of pork chops, baked potatoes and salad followed by angel food
cake. That night I fucked Ciro for the first time.

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