Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2015 16:44:56 -0500
From: Sean Ward <man_u_4_life@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boys of White Oaks Chapter 1(gay 

This Story contains course language and sexuality. It is not intended for
those under the age of 18.

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"Oh my god... doctor, you're so big..." The cute muscular 20 something red
head moaned as he was bent over the edge of the examination table and
pounded mercilessly before being lifted up onto the table by the tall dark
and handsome doctor, the typical hot dad type, salt and pepper hair with
steel blue eyes, sweat beading down his forehead as he took his patent to
the hilt. Now on his back with his legs over the doctors shoulders the red
head with the amazing jock butt bit his lip and jacked his 8 inch uncut
cock as the doctor grunted and slammed into his tight hole. "I'm gonna cum
doc, fuuuuuuckk...." The jock screamed.

"Adam, I don't hear you getting ready?" A woman's voice said from the other
side of the door. It sounded like it was straining to remain calm but that
was not going to be much longer.

"I... I'm getting up mom!" Adam replied, he was startled and reached for a
Kleenex, he'd just shot a load of hot sticky cum all over his taught 6 pack
abs. "When can I move out." Adam muttered under his breath as he cleaned
himself up with a bunch of cheap tissue that only seemed to come apart and
stick to his cum soaked shaft and stomach while with his free hand he
logged off of `Hot Doctors and naughty virgins' and turned off his Macbook
by heavy handily shutting it. "Dad runs a multinational company and we're
using the cheap generic tissues again..." Adam thought to himself and his
picked the pieces off his dick.

"30 minutes until our guest arrives Adam, get moving!" His mom said
sounding more annoyed than last time.

"I'm on it Tina." Adam replied sarcastically.

"Don't call me Tina; I'm your mother Adam Logan." Tina called out as she
made her way down the stairs. "And wear something nice!"

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Adam finished drying off his body as he tied the towel around his waist and
wiped some of the condensation from the bathroom mirror with his forearm.

"Damn I look good." Adam thought to himself as he started to put product
into his sandy blonde hair, with both hands he tussled it about and fixed
it into a messy yet straight style that was pushed over towards his right
side. Adam had been spending a lot more time at the gym, and it was
showing. His pecs were full and firm with just the right amount of give
when it came to squeezing them. His stomach was taught and tight and 6 pack
abs visible. His arms and legs were both very toned and had definition.
Thick legs traveled up to Adams best feature besides his blue eyes, a tight
and firm all over smooth bubble butt. It was high and round. All this had
left Adam with a body that gay men lusted and straight men questioned their
sexuality over.

Now dry, Adam put on a pair of gray Calvin's that hugged his butt and
showed off his sizable package. He stepped into a pair of light blue faded
jeans that were fitted but still loose enough to look casual, well worn in,
they were his favourite pair. Throwing a white v-neck t-shirt over his
head, he pulled it over his head carful with his hair and pushed both his
arms through each of the sleeves. The shirt fit snug over his pecs and the
sleeves bulged above his biceps. Before leaving the bathroom he ran his
hand through his hair once more getting it just right.

"Thank god... finally!" Kristy Adam's younger sister said as she shoved
past and slammed the door to the bathroom behind her. She wasn't sure why
Adam always took forever in the bathroom but she had a couple ideas. "And
put the seat down..."

Adam made his way down the stairs to the kitchen, on the table there was
toast stacked perfectly on a platter like something you would see in a
Williams-Sonoma catalogue. Placing a piece of buttered toast in his mouth
and holding it in his teeth, he grabbed a mug from the cupboard and the
coffee pot with the other hand pouring a rather large helping.

"Adam get a plate, you'll get crumbs everywhere." Said his families'
housekeeper Maria as she grabbed the toast from his mouth and placed it on
a small plate. "I'm going to miss cleaning up after you."

"I wish you could come with us." Adam said putting his arm around Maria's
and pulling her in for a one armed hug.

"I know, but my kids are so settled in here and they love their school and
friends... And I still need to send money back to the Philippines." Maria
said. "Your mom got me a job with the family across the street."

"That's great but I'll still miss you. " Adam said with an exaggerated
pout.

"You know your mom said in your new place she wants to try taking on the
cooking and cleaning." Maria said sounding cautiously optimistic.

"Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that, not going to lie. We'll probably
all end up dead from food poisoning." Adam replied shaking his head.

Maria snorted and began to laugh. "Give her some credit."

"Adam you wouldn't be insinuating to Maria I'm an awful cook now would
you?" Tina said walking into the kitchen and looking Adam over. "Really?
Jeans..."

"Mom the turkey you made last Thanksgiving was so under cooked, it
practically had a pulse." Adam said. "And yes jeans... I'm talking to a
high school principal not the head of admissions to Yale."

The door bell rang and Tina looked at Adam and playfully rolled her
eyes. "That's our guest. Your dad is in the parlour, go join him."

"Later Maria." Adam said shoving the last of his toast into his mouth and
downing his coffee in one gulp before leaving.

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"Thank you for having me." The tall around 6 ft man said as he took a sip
of his tea placing it back onto the saucer before he began to speak
again. He was slender man with gray hair and a clean shaven face. He had
green eyes and glasses that framed his face nicely. He wore a brown tweed
blazer with a white dress shirt and dark blue jeans. This man looked
polished and put together nicely. "So Adam I hear you're into competitive
soccer."

"He's got a lot of championships under him Mr. Bradshaw... impressive
career for only an 18 year old." Kent, Adam's dad said proudly. Kent looked
much like his son only his hairline was receding and starting to turn
gray. However he still maintained a great body shape and worked out almost
daily.

"Please Kent, call me Alex, The students call me Mr. Bradshaw. " Alex
laughed. "It makes me sound old."

"Yeah, soccer is my life. I grew up watching Manchester United games with
my grandpa... I've always had a dream of playing in MLS or the English
league, though I don't think I'm at the European level just yet." Adam said
with a half smile.

"Well I'm sure you will be a welcomed addition to our team. " Alex
said. "So did you have any questions about the school Adam?" Alex pulled a
brochure out of his brief case and passed it to Adam. On the cover of the
brochure was a picture of the school, it looked impressive Adam thought. It
was all old fashioned looking gray stone exterior and had a central clock
tower which green English ivy grew up, encircling the clock at the top
which also had a bell. The paths were lined with boxwood hedges and
chestnut trees lined the central path which led to the wooden front doors
of the schools which looked like they had been taken from some 15th century
castle.

"This place looks like Harvard." Adam said sounding impressed.

"It was actually the original city hall before they moved it to downtown
White Oaks. We had it fully refurbished and remodelled into a school with
enough capacity for 500 students." Alex said. "I was the CEO of my own
company it was called Bradshaw group. I was national developer; we have
built buildings from Atlantic to Pacific. I sold the company to take on
another passion of mine which is education. I helped develop the school and
now I'm headmaster, most of the students refer to me as principal. You can
call me either. Headmaster sounds like I'm trying to be Dumbledore, that's
what my son tells me anyways."

"Well I for one can't wait Alex. I'm looking forward to moving back home."
Tina said with a warm smile. "We've been in Oakville, California for the
last 10 years now, Kent's work brought us here... I'm from Victoria,
B.C. originally and Kent's from Toronto. We lived in Vancouver before
moving here. I was excited to move to California at first, that is until I
found out Oakville is nowhere near the beach and we are living in a red
square inside a blue state. The people here are so conservative."

"Can I be excused for a moment?" Adam said getting up from his arm
chair. "Too much coffee."

"Use the upstairs bathroom dear, Maria just cleaned the downstairs." Tina
said as she leaned in close to Alex, Kent also did the same; all began
talking in hushed voices over the coffee table.

"So has Adam come out to you yet?" Alex asked point-blank. "Sorry to be so
forward."

"Not yet, but he's aware it's an all boys school with a focus on gay
youth." Kent replied. "He grew up in Vancouver around gay people.... Tina
and I have tons of gay friends."

"We're going to let him come out in his own time but hopefully this will
help him be with guys just like him and help him to flourish, give him a
little push. Like I said, this town is very conservative; Adam would get so
much hassle if he came out at high school here." Tina said as she paused
and took a sip of her tea. "We figured we had a gay son when I found some,
how should I say this...  interesting DVD's in a shoe box under his bed,
besides my son isn't exactly hard on the eyes and zero interest in
women. Never once brought a girl home.

"And that's your reason for moving back to Canada? What great parents Adam
has." Alex said opening his arms to both of them. "Just amazing."

"Well I was actually promoted to Chief Executive of our Canadian division
which has its head quarters just outside of White Oaks so let's just say
everything fell perfectly into place. " Kent replied.

"My son Nathan was bullied in school. He's always been very forward and
open with who he is. I couldn't stand to see him go through the torture he
had to endure, day after day.  I'm a very blessed man and wanted to open a
school for gay students and allies, that is when my dream of White Oaks
Secondary school for Boys came to be real." Alex said he looked as though
he was thinking far back. "Besides the school though, you'll love the golf
Kent.

"Adam and I love to go to the driving range and do the occasional 9
holes. This will let us get in a lot more father son bonding time wont it
Adam." Kent said as Adam came back into the room taking his seat between
his mom and dad.

"Damn straight old man." Adam said rubbing his dad on the head. "Another
opportunity for me to kick your butt."

"Well usually I don't get to meet my students and Parents like this. It was
great I was only an hour away. My wife and I have a cottage up by Pine
Lake; we usually spend the last few weeks of summer up there." Alex
said. "I'll leave you with the info package."

"I hope to meet you and your wife as soon as we get settled in." Tina
smiled.

"I would love that. And Adam, I'm sure Nathan my son would love to take you
on a tour of the town and show you some of the sights." Alex collected his
belongings and stood up extending his hand towards Adam.

"Sounds great." Adam said shaking Alex's hand firmly. "I look forward to it
sir."

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The flight was going smoothly Adam guessed by now they were about half way
into it. Kent's company had offered to use the company's private jet to fly
the family to Vancouver as a token of appreciation for relocating. "I could
get use to this." Adam thought.

Adam was playing games on his phone while Kristy sat up ahead watching
movies on the big screen up ahead. Both Adam's parents were out
cold. Neither of them good flyers and had taken an ativan prior to the
flight. Adam was glad he would at least get three hours to himself even if
he had to endure their occasional snoring.

"Can I offer you a drink sir?" A deep voice asked getting Adam out of his
trance on the different coloured gems that were falling and exploding on
the game in front of him. "Very addictive game..." The man said
smiling. The man had a stocky build and was shorter than Adam at about
5'9. He had a nice olive complexion, likely Italian or somewhere around the
Mediterranean and slicked back black hair with the most smouldering pair of
brown eyes Adam had ever seen.  We wore black dress pants with a black vest
over a white dress shirt that was all neatly pressed and tucked in. A badge
with the name Nicholas was attached to his vest.

"Any scotch Nicholas?" Adam said with a grin.

"Are you 21?" The man asked amused.

"Make it a coke." Adam said sounding annoyed.

"Yes sir." The man added ice cubes to the crystal tumbler and poured the
coke over them. That glass looks way to good for coke Adam though.

"Here you are sir." The man said handing Adam the glass.

"Thanks man." Adam said taking the glass as he felt it leave his finger
tips. He felt a sudden sensation on his crotch that made Adam jolt
upright. The entire contents of the glass and ended up on Adam's lap. "Fuck
that's cold."

"Sir, I am so sorry." The man said grabbing a white linen napkin from his
shoulder and began to dab Adam's pants dry. He feverishly dabbed around
Adam's crotch, between his thighs and around his cock, even touching his
shaft at times. Adam was starting to feel aroused.

"I've got it don't worry man." Adam said blushing red down his whole face
and neck. "It's only coke, it'll come out."

The in flight waiter noticed how much Adam was blushing and seemed to be
uncomfortable. "I might have something you can change into?" The in flight
waiter said.

"I'll be fine really." Adam said adjusting his crotch. Trying in vain to
hide his growing erection, it was no use as the waiter had already noticed.

"Don't worry about that." The waiter said in a hushed tone.

"What? Worry about what?" Adam said sounding mildly alarmed.

The waiter nodded towards Adams crotch.

"Sorry dude... It kind of happened when you were dabbing my junk." Adam
said turning even redder.

The waiter leaned forward brining his mouth close to Adam's ear.  "You are
so fucking hot." The waiter whispered and he began to dab at Adam's shaft
again he was brushing his hand over his twitching rock hard cock making
Adam stream precum and moan lightly as he bit his bottom lip. He was
feeling so much pleasure and his parents were only two seats ahead. This
was so wrong but Adam couldn't help it, he was so turned on by this
handsome waiter practically giving him a hand job through his pants.

"I'm getting close." Adam said breathing in deeply.

"Good boy. Shoot a fat load for me." The waiter whispered seductively into
Adam's ear making the hairs on the back of Adam's neck stand up, sending
shivers down his spine. At the same time he wanted to rip his clothes off
and go full on with this stud but he had to hold back, he was on a plane
with his family none the less.

"I'm gonna cum..." Adam said looking into the man's face, starring right
into his eyes as his body tensed up and he could feel three thick shots of
cum leave his cock.

"So, how about that change of pants Mr. Logan?" The man asked. "You'll find
a pair in that small room to the right side at the back. You can change in
there as well."

"Thanks..." Adam said getting his bearings still breathing heavy and trying
to process what just happened at 30 something thousand feet.

"Now, let me get you that scotch." The man smiled as he placed a small
white paper napkin over Adam's cum and coke soaked crotch in a failed
attempt to hide it. "I hope you fly with us again very soon Mr. Logan."

>>>>>>

The flight from California to British Columbia had been smooth and only
took 2 and a half hours. Adam still couldn't believe what had happened with
that Nicholas guy. That was my first sexual experience with a guy Adam
thought. He'd had chances when guys looked at him in the change room shower
a little too long, but he never had the balls to follow through with
anything. "Does this still make me a virgin, or maybe like half a virgin."
Adam thought to himself as he thought of that famous line from Mean Girls
when Regina George Declared she was half a virgin when she met her
boyfriend.

"White Oaks will be coming up shortly." The driver said putting down the
glass divider. His voice brought Adam out of his daze.

"Awesome, thanks man." Adam replied. "I'll try wake my parents." Adam
nudged his mother. "Wake up!" he said loudly, taking pleasure in it. Tina
had woken Adam up too many times, this was revenge.

"SHIT!" Tina jumped startled. "I mean where are we?" She looked in her
handbag for a mirror, when she found one she fixed her slightly dishevelled
hair.

"I don't know, a sign back there said White Oaks was in five miles." Kristy
said sounding bored. "There are so many trees here mom..."

"And that's a bad thing?" Kent said as he came to after his ativan induced
slumber.

"I can't believe I'm leaving my friends, my school... all of that behind. "
Kristy said rolling her eyes her tone was unimpressed and catty. "At this
rate I'm assuming we're going to be living in a tree house?"

"I see buildings up head." Adam said looking out the window.

"Thank god... something to look at besides Christmas trees." Kristy said
sounding just as sour as before.

"They're actually called pine trees." Adam said correcting Kristy who
looked like she was about the blow. "Their only called Christmas trees in
December and if you decorate them and stuff."

"Thanks for that insight Adam." Kristy said her tone sarcastic.

"Good we made it!" Kent said sounding excited. His legs were numb from all
the sitting.

A sign with letters in fancy French script writing, showed `Welcome to
White Oaks – Where the Pacific meets the Mountains.' The fancy sign was
attached to a brick wall that was covered in the same ivy that adorned the
school in the brochure. A garden bed in front of the sign was nicely
bordered with boxwood and red and white flowers grew into a nice full
spread, the colours of the Canadian flag.

As the car drove down the main street called Three Oaks Boulevard huge
houses, some like manors came into view.  Many gated in with the finest of
cars in the driveway. All the gardens were perfectly maintained and hedges
and bushes were pruned like something out of home and garden magazine.

"These houses are massive." Kristy said sounding excited which was a far
cry from just moments ago.

"So this is the main road, it takes you thru the entire city." The driver
said. "North to south, Mountain pass road runs along the coast almost on an
east to west. Where Three Oaks meets Mountain pass, that's where the
downtown is, if you like shopping you'll want to check it out." And here we
are.

The driver drove the limo up a long driveway that led to a beautiful Cape
Cod style mansion with pale yellow wood siding and black wooden shutters on
both sides of all the windows. A porch with an overhead veranda wrapped its
way around the whole of the house the railings painted white. A massive Oak
tree in the middle of the lawn with a tree swing tied from a strong low
hanging branch which the driveway wrapped around as it headed back out to
the road. It was one of those horse shoe shaped driveways. A small sign
painted white with black letters with the number 85 was above the middle of
the 3 car garage.

"Welcome home kids." Kent said with a big smile. "It's nice to be back
north of the border isn't it?"

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The following morning Adam woke up to the sun coming through the blinds
ever so slightly shining against a pile of boxes which contained 99 percent
of Adam's life. Ignoring the daunting chore of unpacking for the mean time
his mind drifted to the events of yesterday with Nicholas the hot flight
attendant who gave him a hand job. Adam pictured what it would be like to
have Nicholas in bed with him right then and there and what his cock might
look like, what it would feel like in his hand, better yet in his
mouth. Adam started to play with his shaft jerking it up and down, spitting
in his hand and lubing it up nice and slick, letting his other hand travel
over his pecks he played with his nipples, they were becoming hard the more
he became aroused.

"Adam... are you up?" came a knock at the door. Adam composed himself and
covered his throbbing cock under his duvet as the door began to open.

"Hey mom..." Adam said pretending to yawn like he had only just woken up.

"Hey honey, did you sleep well?" Tina asked giving Adam a kiss on the
forehead.

"The best sleep ever, this new bed is like sleeping on a cloud." Adam said
putting his hand over his duvet covered crotch to further hide his now semi
erect penis.

"Your dad, Kristy and I were going to head downtown and pick up groceries
and some other things for the house, I'm sure you want to sleep in, want
anything?" Tina asked

"No I'm fine I'll just have some coffee I'm not feeling hungry at the
moment." Adam replied "We do have coffee in right?"

"Are you kidding? The four of us without caffeine would be anarchy. I
packed some, there's a pot on the counter." Tina said laughing. "We're
leaving now but call me if you need anything while we're out."

"Thanks mom..." Adam said waiting for her to shut the door. Once he was
sure he heard the car drive off he took the duvet off and started playing
with his now flaccid cock. "Now where were we?" Adam said to himself.

>>>>>>

The house had already been decorated before they got there; Tina was a
perfectionist and could never move into an empty house. The way the house
was decorated Adam could have sworn he woke up in Pottery Barn. Everything
about this place was great, even the water pressure in the shower was
better than back home and the water felt and smelt so clean.

Adam poured himself a cup of coffee, black, just how he liked it and made
his way to the front bay window to look at houses over the road and take in
the neighborhood. The move made Adam a little anxious, but this place was
so great it was hard not to be taken away by its beauty and feel completely
at home. Out of the corner of Adam's eye he spotted someone cutting across
his lawn walking towards his house.

"Fuck..." Adam groaned, he was not in the mood for visitors. "He pulled
away from the window so he couldn't be seen and sat in an arm chair out of
sight. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Adam pretended not to hear it and stayed quiet, even turning the sound off
on his phone so his game didn't alert the person to him being home.

Then there was a second knock, "Hello?" A man's voice called out on the
other side of the door. Then another knock.

"Shit, this guys persistent." Adam muttered under his breath.

"Look, I saw your parents leave and I clearly just saw you in the window
about 10 seconds ago." The man's voice said in a demanding tone.

Great Adam thought.  "I'm totally busted." He said to himself. "One second,
I'm coming!"  "You better be." The voice replied.

"Who the fuck is this douche..." Adam thought to himself as he opened the
front door.

The guy standing on his doorstep was about 6 ft the same height as Adam. He
had Brown hair that was combed back neatly and sat high atop his head,
something like you'd see on a male model in the pages of GQ. He had blue,
blue eyes and a strong defined jaw line, his body was slender and well
toned. He wore a navy cardigan open with a gray deep v-neck shirt
underneath showing of some nice peck cleavage and a pair of Ray-Ban
sunglasses that hung from the centre of the `V', a pair of well fitted tan
khaki shorts that ended 2 inches above his knees. To finish off his outfit
was a pair of white leather dock shoes without socks, the shoes so white it
looked like they had just come out of the box. With his right hand he held
a Louis Vuitton ICare men's bag in brown and light brown Damier
canvas. "Shit this dude is put together Adam thought checking him out while
trying not to be too obvious.

"Hi, I'm Nathan." The boy said extending his hand. He was cute and
typically masculine looking with a hint of a lisp in his voice which Adam
found endearing.

"Adam, nice to meet you Nathan." His hand and Nathans met in a firm grip.

"So I don't usually do this shit, but my dad is crazy and pretty much told
me I had to be the welcoming committee." Nathan said half smiling, he
sounded slightly annoyed too. "Anyways my mom made Chocolate Chip Banana
Bread for your family." Nathan unceremoniously pulled a loaf out of his bag
that was wrapped in parchment paper and plastic wrap. Handing it over to
Adam.

"Ugh... Thanks." Adam said taking the loaf; it was still warm to the
touch. "Thank your mom for me."

"Oh... she didn't really make it, are you kidding? Sylvia our maid baked
it." Nathan smiled. "My mother has no idea what to do in the
kitchen. Though, she is pretty handy with a cork screw."

"Sounds like my mom... I mean, the not having a clue in the kitchen part."
Adam laughed.

"So enjoying your last Saturday of summer before school starts?" Nathan
asked seeming more comfortable now.

"Yeah, just going to unpack a little, might go for a run later, and check
out the neighborhood." Adam said taking a sip of his coffee he still had in
his hand. "Seems like a nice place."

"Yeah it's a great place. I live just across the street." Nathan said as he
pointed towards a huge English style manor looking house. It was surrounded
by a high black iron fence and had a Range Rover and a Porsche parked out
front.

"Nice place." Adam said looking at it in amazement. "It's huge..."

"Thanks Adam." Nathan said as he paused and changed the subject, his tone
has become more direct again, a little stand offish. "So I know we just
met, but I'm having some of the guys from the soccer team over tonight. In
case you didn't know I'm also the captain."

"Right on. I'll be trying out for sure." Adam said excitedly.

"Are you kidding? Don't try fooling me... My dad told me all about your
soccer background; you're on the team no questions." Nathan said patting
Adam on the shoulder. "So are you going to come over for some drinks
tonight? My parents are at a charity fundraiser in Vancouver overnight
and........... it is the last weekend of summer..."

"That sounds great; I should probably unpack a bit first though." Adam said
sounding more reserved and quiet. He knew being in the closet was going to
make things awkward. Especially around a group of gay guys who were likely
all out to their families.

"I'm not taking no for an answer Adam." Nathan laughed changing his tone
and speaking almost firmly. "At 8 o'clock tonight, you will walk your ass
across this road and you'll have a great night and you'll be glad you
came. Otherwise we will all come over here and carry you over." Nathan
laughed.

"Fine, I'm in..." Adam smiled. "I'll be there at 8."

"Oh and one more thing, before you go..." Nathan said as he rummaged around
through his bag, "here it is." Nathan pulled a small white garment out of
his bag and placed it in Adam's hand with the loaf.

"What is this?" Adam said looking taken back by the garment.

 "It's a jock strap, duh..." Nathan said winking with a grin. "It's part of
your soccer uniform. Welcome to the team."

Adam laughed nervously but was slightly turned on by the garment. "I'll
cherish it."

"You better, see you later." Nathan said as he turned to walk away.

Adam watched Nathan walk away; he had a cute round butt that filled out the
back of his shorts nicely. As he went back inside he placed the loaf on the
kitchen table and put his mug in the sink. He held the jock strap up; right
on the front of the waist band was the letters `W.O.S.C'. "White Oaks...
Soccer Club." Adam said as he put them in the pocket of his sweatpants.  "I
think I'm going to like it here." Adam thought to himself, a broad smile
grew across his face.

>>>>>>

End of Chapter 1

This is the retold story of my previous 21 part California Virgin series. I
wanted to bring the story up to date and change some of the story line as
well. I wanted to start a new series but I love these characters and wanted
to bring them back in richer detail and with new life. I try to fix as many
of the errors in my work as possible. Please be understanding as English is
not a strong point for me. (Even though I'm a Canadian) Positive and
constructive feedback is always welcomed.

Please enjoy! :)