New School Blues
By:
John Bowling
(© 2011-2013 by the author)
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Chapter 5
Doctor Martin spelled out several rules for Dave, and got everyone's agreement that they would make sure of them. Get lots of rest, not even slightly strenuous activities, a well-balanced diet, and call him if anything is even slightly abnormal. And be back in a week for further examination.
They left the hospital and introduced the twins to their half-a-room.
"Well, it's at least as big as that hole under the tracks."
"And more comfortable."
"And we'll get the boxes out of here over the next month. Now that you're here, we have some house rules," Carl Vargan told them. "And some of them are new, thanks to those two arguing, phrase linking, sex fiends who have made life around here different, to say the least, recently:
One: Help out around here. Your dirty clothes go in the hamper in the laundry room, not on furniture or the floor.
Two: Dishes, after a meal get rinsed and put in the dishwasher.
Three: No loud noises, including TV and moaning, after ten. And if you are going to do some moaning, use protection, lube, and clean up before and after.
Four: When the trash cans get full, take them out. And if you open containers of wet food, rinse them out before you toss them out.
Five: No roughhousing in the house.
Also, tasks around here: The lawn is due for a mowing, and Sharon wants a flower and vegetable bed turned over for planting next spring, and there are still boxes of stuff to put away. Gees, I may have to build an extension if Mike keeps increasing his harem."
"We're not a bunch of rent girls!" Dave injected.
"Alright, rent boys, give me your cell phone numbers so I can call you when I need some." Mike smiled at them.
Greg responded with, "No way; you are mine exclusively, and the twin twinks can man handle their own affairs!" as he took Mike in his arms and kissed him.
"And one last thing: Dave gets to not do some of those things until he is recovered," Carl told them.
"Yea, he has enough doctor rules. So who's going to handle Doug?"
The healthy teens arranged the room with a queen bed on one wall and boxes almost to the ceiling on the opposite wall. They were about done when Sharon called them in for supper. She had made a pot roast with buttermilk biscuits and a peach pie with ice cream for dessert.
Just before they got sat down, two surprise visitors knocked. Deputy Angus and Tramp were there and wanted to talk to the twins. They added another leaf in the table and two more chairs, and Carl insisted that they eat with them. He said a prayer:
"Lord, keep these young people safe, and allow your followers to learn how to determine real truth themselves instead of blindly following some preacher's dogma. Amen."
For several minutes they ate, complimenting Sharon on the excellent taste. Luckily, there was plenty to go around, but midnight snacks would be lean. And, all five in unison said, "Mom, that was really good down-home cooking!"
After they were all satisfied, Mike and Greg cleared the table and started the dishes in the dishwasher. Then they all gathered in the living room and Angus began with questions to Dave and Doug.
"I know you guys are from somewhere around here, but why were you staying in that bunker?"
"Just as we were graduating from High School this last spring, our parents were killed when their car was hit head on by a drunk driver, who also died. The house we were living in was a rental, and we didn't have money enough to pay the rent. The only jobs we could get were at fast food places."
"Was there anything from the insurance companies?"
"He wasn't insured! And our parent's insurers saw a way of getting off because we were not familiar with the policy or the laws."
"How old were you boys at the time? And did they have you sign papers settling the claim?"
"Seventeen, and they told us we had to sign or we wouldn't get anything."
"OK, you were not old enough to legally sign, so a lawyer can start a suit against them. So then you found that bunker and started living there?"
"Yea, after a couple of months."
"Now, about when Dave got hit and half buried. What happened there?"
"I walked into town in the morning, while he was still his obnoxious self, to get some food for us," Doug said.
"I didn't go with him that day. I wanted to check out an old radio I found in the root cellar we were sleeping in. It looked like an older military type, and I love to tinker with electronics," Dave said.
"OK, when you say 'root cellar', are you referring to the bunker under the tracks?"
"Yes. I heard a noise outside and thought it was Doug returning, so I went up to greet him. As I stepped out the door, I felt an intense pain on the back of my head and I blacked out."
"Did you see anyone?"
"There were some shadows, but that was it."
"How many shadows?"
"I don't know, maybe two or three."
"Doug, you went into town, and ..."
"Yea, I felt that same intense pain, and I blacked out also. I woke up in the hospital. Am I ever glad you guys came along when you did and kept Dave from suffocating with his head in the dirt. Thank you for that!" Doug wrapped his arms around Dave and hugged him.
"Ow. Careful at that spot!" Dave said. There was a bandage on it with a gauze pad to reduce pressure on it.
"I'm sorry."
"Now, Tramp, what have you got?"
"It seems that my prior investigation and this one are merging into one. As a smaller guy, and still a teen, I can get in some places and not be bothered with. And talk my way out of it when they do catch me."
"Yea, kid, I've seen you look like a street urchin a few times. As long as it works and they don't think they can abuse you," Angus said.
"I sent the Sheriff some pictures I took, and while I didn't get any of the guys actually hitting Dave, they were all over that bunker for a month prior to the twins' arrival. And we found that fresh digging inside the bunker that turned out to be where they were stashing the loot. The twins did not show up until they started sleeping in the bunker, and they were never with the perpetrators until they tried to kill Dave, at least from any evidence I have."
"When we checked that stash inside, we found out cash and stock certificates from several people in town. Most of them reported a theft. I went back out today and removed all the yellow tape. I don't want them to come back and get scared off before they get pictures taken. There are enough cameras there to get pictures of them when they return, which I know they will. We will be monitoring the video cameras at the Sheriff's office, and now we can do it also at Carl's new distribution site. And we have a team ready to roll, stationed at the Hennessy barn. It may take a few weeks for them to return, but I know we will capture them."
"Hey, this is like a modern old west movie. If there is a shoot out, can we call the ranch Tombstone?"
"The bunker is sort of O.K. Corral for people."
"As long as we're not buried there!" Dave shuddered.
"Not any more!" Doug hugged Dave again.
"Greg, can I add Tramp to my list of rent boys?"
"No way; besides, I'm going to keep little Mikie well used and tired."
"I'll show you 'little' Mikie right where it counts. And no screaming because it's too big for your tiny horny hole. I'll make it fit!"
"You and which helium tank?"
"Hey, you two, if anything needs blowing up, we can help."
"Not with my boyfriend!"
"Mine either! We'll handle things ourselves, thank you!"
"Want to borrow some tweezers?" THAT got Greg a punch to the shoulder from Mike. They were all chuckling and laughing.
Angus asked Carl and Sharon, "Are you sure about having the teens stay here?"
"Yea, it's about time Mike got out of his shell and made some friends, even if they are weird."
Just then Greg's mobile rang, and it was Sara. "..."
"All we have to do is get the rest of the dye out of his hair, and he'll be fine, and a good boyfriend. Why? Do you want him yourself?"
"..."
"OK, as a male teen friend, you can borrow him, but no seductions! I'm going to have enough trouble with the three other horny gay guys here."
"..."
"Yea the twins and Tramp have come out of the woodwork, or at least the woods, finally."
"..."
"Tramp and I were good friends who played a bit, not really solid boyfriends. And, no, the twins graduated last spring so you can't twist them around your little finger at school Monday."
"..."
"Church tomorrow? Let me ask. Dave and Doug, do you guys want to go to church tomorrow? It's The Society of Friends."
"Yea, that's where we went with our parents, but in Oskaloosa. That's where William Penn University is at. Did you know that William Penn brought The Society of Friends over with him from England and he founded Pennsylvania with a grant from the King? He was also instrumental in creating our government back then, including liberties. And the Quakers are the most accepting of diversity of all religions so being gay is no problem for them. Our parents were both Professors at William Penn."
To be continued...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Penn
http://www.wmpenn.edu/
http://www.quaker.org/wmpenn.html
Notice to my readers: Sorry about not bringing this chapter out sooner. I am working on another long story, right now that is taking some of my time, so the next chapters of this one will be spaced. No, not like the last, but perhaps a month or two, between chapters.
John
Posted: 08/09/13