The Day My Life Began II

A New Beginning – Life With My Two Boys

 by: Miguel Sanchez

© 2005-2008 by the author

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I smiled at him and whispered into his ear saying. "It just takes a little practice."

"Thanks for being so patient and understanding, Dad. I love you." Bryce began to close his eyes while saying this and was sound asleep when he finished his last word.

I kissed my boy on the head and closed my eyes for some much needed sleep.

Meanwhile, Jimmy and Davey were making their own music down the hall. Davey and Jimmy were kissing deep and passionately while doing a physical examination of each others body. Davey had a lip lock on Jimmy's tongue while his hand was caressing Jimmy's hard pleasure pole. Jimmy has his hand on Davey's nipple giving him chills.

Chapter 5

Bryce's Education

Davey gently moved Jimmy's hand so he could move. He turned around and began licking Jimmy's chest concentrating on his nipples. They were about the size of pennies but when the nipple got hard they looked somewhat like those of a girl's. Davey knew this turned Jimmy on so while he was working on his chest, his hand was exploring between Jimmy's butt cheeks. He found his little pucker and teased it lightly. When he felt the opening relax, he gently pushed forward sliding inside. Jimmy moaned as he felt Davey's finger ease into his backside. Almost automatically, Jimmy spread his legs so his lover could have an easier access to his backdoor. As he began to rub Jimmy's hole, Davey began to work his way down to Jimmy's love pole.

Jimmy was moaning with pleasure as Davey found his boyhood. Slowly Davey licked the tip of Jimmy's tool. Jimmy sucked wind as he felt the rush of pleasure. Davey gently worked more and more of his lover's tool into his mouth. So he had Jimmy's dick engulfed in his mouth and his finger rubbing his prostate.

Davey sensed Jimmy's impending orgasm so he readied himself to receive his lovers load. Jimmy's eyes had rolled upward and his lids had closed. He was hitting maximum overload. The sensations Jimmy was feeling were becoming so strong, he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

Jimmy moaned. "Oh gawd Davey. I'm gonna ccuuummm!"

Davey went into overdrive sucking his friend’s pole. Davey felt Jimmy shudder then fire his first volley of cum into his mouth. He pushed his finger deeper into his friend’s asshole to hit his love button time and time again. Each time he hit it, Jimmy would fire another shout into his waiting mouth. Davey quickly swallowed each load that entered. He wasn't going to let a single drop of love juice escape and he didn't. He looked at Jimmy, smiled and said "I love you James Thomas. Happy Birthday"

Jimmy replied as he reached for Davey, "I love you too, David Anderson, Jr. Thanks." Jimmy pulled Davey to him and kissed him passionately.

Both boys were spent from their sexual workout. They fell asleep in each others arms and stayed like that until morning.

Saturday began relatively uneventful. I was up first taking care of my usual ministrations. Pee first, refill my bladder with coffee then pee again. As I went to empty my bladder again, Bryce was trying his hand at self satisfaction. Just as I opened the bedroom door, he fired. I couldn't help but stare at my young God as he fired five shots of his boy juice. He opened his eyes just as he was coming back to reality. When he saw me staring at him, he just smiled. I smiled back and quickly entered the bathroom to take care of not one but two problems. First I had to empty my very full bladder then I somehow had to take care of my raging boner.

I turned on the shower and quickly stepped in. I grabbed the soap and with a couple of quick tugs on my tool, I fired seven of the most powerful blasts I had ever had.

Just after I popped my pistol, Bryce was standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist. He whispered into my ear. "Did I do that?"

I turned around and looked into his sexy eyes and replied. "Yes you did you sexy boy. It's all your fault."

He giggled saying. "Good. I'm glad I have that effect on you. I just wish it was my hand on your willy."

I had to compose myself after that statement. "Well, maybe next time." I finished rinsing my deflating tool as Bryce began washing my hair. Suddenly, my dick began to rise again. This kid was having a major effect on my hormones. Then next thing I know, I was feeling his hand on my blood engorged tool. Before I could say a word, I blew my load again.

I suddenly became very weak in the knees and Bryce wrapped his strong arm around my waist and held on for dear life.

"I got you, Dad." He said. "I won't let you fall."

He held me as I regained my strength and composure. I tried to be mad at him but try as I might, I couldn't. This kid had an effect on me that was as powerful as my wife had. The strange thing was I loved it and I wanted it to continue. My mind was saying no, no, no but my heart was saying yes, yes, yes. My heart was winning.

I had let myself give into the peter principle. The little head had taken over the big one. Now I had to get the big head back in control of my body. I looked at him and said. "Please don't do that again."

Bryce looked at me and asked. "You didn't enjoy that?"

"Oh God son," I replied. "You know I loved it but you're a child and I am an adult. Do you realize the trouble I could get into if Miss Parker ever found out what you did?"

Tears began to well up in Bryce's eyes. I wrapped my arms around him as he said. "I'm sorry Dad. I don't want you to get in trouble but I love you so much that I just wanted to do that."

I held him close and said. "I know and I love you too. I'm supposed to be the adult here and not let things like that happen. If you were an adult, things would be different but you're not. This is why I can't let this happen again. Sex between an adult and a child is wrong."

We finished our shower and got dried. I continued to explain things to Bryce as we got dressed. "Son, the purpose of having laws are designed to protect children from being abused. Adults have the power to take advantage of children because they are brought up to do as adults tell them. When they use that power to touch kids where they shouldn't, that's abuse and it wrong. I know you want me to touch you and you want to touch me. You want to do this because you love me. People would say that my love for you is based solely on sex. I realize that that's not the case but people would still think and say that. I would like nothing better for us to have that kind of relationship, if you were 18."

Bryce just stared at me. He looked deep into my eyes and said. "I do understand. I don't like it, but I do understand. I know a boy in Australia who was forced into having sex with a man. He got hurt very bad when the man had anal sex with him. I also know that you could never do anything like that to me."

I looked back into his eyes. "Son, I love you so much that I won't have sex of any kind with you until you are an adult. If, and I do mean if, you wish to take our relationship further when you turn 18, then you will have to come to me and start things because I will not. OK?"

Bryce kissed me and simply said "deal."

We went back downstairs and the birthday boy and his lover were in the kitchen having breakfast. Jimmy still had a glow about him that told me what they did last night. Bryce poured us each a cup of coffee when the phone began to ring.

"Who could that be on a Saturday morning?" I asked as I went to pick up the receiver. "Hello."

"G'day mate." a voice said on the other end. May I speak to Mr. Mark Thomas?"

"Speaking," I replied.

"Mr. Thomas, this is Price Watters. I'm the solicitor assisting Mr. Neil Rosen in the search for Bryce's natural father."

"I see." I replied. "Have you found something?"

He continued. "Well yes I have. A man calling himself Tom Collins claims to be the boy's biological father. He claims to have written proof to his claim."

I listened then said. "Well, he can have all the written proof he wants. Unless he has blood that matches Bryce's, he's not the father."

Price continued. "Here in Australia, we don't require that burden of proof."

I fired back. "We ain't in Australia, we are here in America and we do. You tell Mr. Collins that he better have a good lawyer because he's going to need one. No blood, no boy!"

Mr. Watters continued. "As long as he is in Australia, the burden of proof is less and his claim may be validated by the court here in Sydney."

"Possession is 9/10ths of the law and I possess the boy." I countered.

"Mr. Thomas, Bryce is an Australian citizen and..." Mr. Watters said.

"Bryce has an American passport and that means he is an American citizen." I returned. "As long as he has that and he is in the United States, he is American. Now, if he wants to come here and try to prove his claim, he can. Just remember, he has to have undeniable proof of his paternity and that means he will have to submit to a DNA test if he expects to file claim as to being the child's father. You can pass that stipulation to Mr. Collins. One more thing, I will pass this information on to Mr. Rosen so he knows."

"Mr. Watters said, “I have already spoken to him. That is how I got your phone number. G'day."

I hung up the phone and went back into the kitchen. The boys were looking at me waiting for me to drop the other shoe. I looked at Bryce and instantly fell under his spell again. "You heard?" I asked.

Bryce nodded his head. "Now I see why you took the blood from me arm. Is he really going to fight you for custody?"

I said "I don't know if he is or not but, since you are in America, he will have to play by our rules."

"OK, Dad." Bryce said. "What do I have to do to get into the fire academy?"

I looked at him and said. "You're serious about this, aren't you?"

He said. "Yes, I am."

"Well," I said. First thing you have to do is become an Emergency Medical Technician. All the firemen are certified EMT's or higher. The reason for this is that if an ambulance crew is not available and a medical call comes in, there is a fire crew that can start taking care of the person until one gets clear. The city will not even give you an application unless you are an EMT and you have to be at least 16 years old before you can take the classes. This is what I suggest. You can join the rescue squad at 15 as a First Responder and get experience. They will also send you to the EMT program at their cost as long as you agree to work 12 hours per month with them."

Bryce thought about what I told him. "That doesn’t sound bad, Dad. When can I start?"

I thought for a minute and said. "Why don't we go over to station 5 and see when the next first responder's class is starting? You can get an application and start filling out while you are there."

Bryce was hyped. "Great Dad. Let's go."

Bryce was pulling me by the hand. "Let me get my keys first."

"Here they are, come on let's go." Bryce said still pulling my hand.

We drove over to the station and Bryce was chatting a mile a minute. He was so keyed up he wasn't making any sense in what he was saying. The first responder's course lasted ten weeks. It met three nights a week from 6 to 10 PM. Bryce's 16th birthday was in October. It was the first week in March so he would get some experience with the squad before being able to start his EMT course.

When we arrived at the station, the unit's secretary was on duty so she got Bryce an application. He went into the bay to a picnic table so he could fill out the application. I talked with the secretary and said. "Please don't show him favoritism just because he is my boy?"

She looked at me and said. "If he is half the person you are, Mark he will be voted in. We won't give him special treatment even though we hardly ever refuse an applicant unless there is something in their background that prevents them from joining."

"When is the next first responder's class due to start?" I asked her.

She looked at the calendar and said. "The next one begins in three weeks. I can do the usual background check and you can bring him to our meeting Monday night and he can be voted on then. I'll need you to sign these. One is parental permission since he is a minor and the other is for the juvenile court to do a background check."

I signed the papers and Bryce had returned with the completed application. He handed her the application and she smiled when she saw he was born in Sydney. "Sydney, huh mate?" she said.

Bryce smiled when he heard her accent. "Where you from, ma’am?"

"Brisbane." she said with a grin. "My name's Terry, not ma’am."

Bryce smiled and said "Yes, ma’am."

"Knock it off." she said.

I stepped in saying "Terry, he is being polite. This is what I have taught him. Once he knows you better, he'll relax."

Bryce seemed to relax some after hearing that and so did Terry. Just then the squad's captain came in.

"Hi, Mark." He said. "What brings you here on your day off?"

I looked at him as said. "Bryce wants to join this nut house, although I fail to see why."

The captain just laughed. "Nut house? That's rich. Is he fixing to follow in his old man's footsteps?"

"Old man?" I said. You're older than me?"

"Ooooh." Terry said. "One for Mark."

The captain looked at Bryce's application. Do you have you driver's license yet?"

Bryce smiled and said. "Yes sir. Had it for a while now."

"The rules state that you have to be off probation and 18 before you can touch any vehicle. I hate to say this but you won't be able to drive for a while." The captain said.

"Yes sir," Bryce said. "Dad explained this to me. I don't expect special treatment either."

Just then the alarm went off. A voice said "Rescue 5, Zone 5, Engine 5, Rescue 14, Zone 14, Engine 14. 10-50 PI, (Accident with injuries). 15th and Baltic. Possible entrapment. Priority 1. Time out 1337. Rescue 5, Zone 5, Engine 5, Rescue 14, Zone 14, Engine 14. 10-50 PI, (Accident with injuries). 15th and Baltic. Possible entrapment. Priority 1. Time out 1337."

The captain said "Zone 5 is unmanned. Mark will you..."

I went to the ram to get my coveralls.

I heard him say. "Take Bryce with you so he can watch and learn but keep him....."

I raised my hand saying "Got it."

I put on my coveralls and I headed to the Ford Crown Victoria that was Zone 5.

Terry threw a pair to Bryce saying. "Put these on in the rig as she went to her ambulance. Her partner Jim got in on the passenger's side and Bryce climbed into the back. Rescue 522 responding."

I started the car and picked up the microphone saying. "Zone 5 responding."

A voice replied, “10-4 Rescue 522, Zone 5. Time out 1339."

Terry turned on the lights and siren to the ambulance and I did the same in the car. We were off heading to the scene.

A voice said. "Dispatch to Zone 5."

I replied "go, ahead."

The voice asked. "Who is in Zone 5?"

I replied "Medic 51."

She said "Are you EMS 5 or Zone 5?"

I replied "EMS 5 and I have command."

The voice replied "10-4 EMS 5. All units responding to the 10-50 PI at 15th and Baltic, EMS 5 has command."

The responding units began acknowledging the dispatcher and I was getting a picture of who I had going to the scene.

I heard a voice say "Zone 14 10-97 (On location). Zone 14 to EMS 5."

The dispatcher said "10-4 Zone 14. 10-97 at 1345."

I replied "go ahead."

"We have a two car 10-50 with confirmed entrapment. Engine 14 will take the first car. Can you have Engine 5 stage on the second and open the driver's door?" Zone 14 said.

I went to reply when I heard. "Engine 5 copy Zone 14. The engine from 14 was working on the first car, a large SUV when I arrived. Engine 5 arrived and Rescue 522 was right behind the engine. Terry had Bryce stay right on her heels.

I called dispatch. "Zone 5, 522 and Engine 5 10-97 (on location)."

The dispatcher replied saying "10-4 Zone 5. 522 and Engine 5 10-97 at 1348."

"Bryce, stay with me and do as I tell you and you'll be fine." Terry said.

Bryce stuck to her like glue. They went to the engine and grabbed the pump to the Jaws of Life. Jim, Terry's partner, grabbed the jaws and the hydraulic lines and went to the second car, a pick up truck.

Bryce took the lines and connected them to the pump then went back to the engine to get the cutter and lines. He returned and connected then to the pump.

Terry pulled on the cord to the engine to the pump and it came to life. The firemen began removing the glass to the truck.

"Breaking glass!" was heard.

Bryce dropped his head. The next thing heard was the loud "POP" when the glass punch broke the window glass.

After that, the glass was swept away out of the frame. Terry handed the jaws to the fireman and he began to slowly peel the door open. After several minutes, the door was opened and the medics began working on the driver.

I went over to the SUV and watched that crew open that vehicle up. They worked like a Swiss watch, all in perfect unison. They had the door opened and were removing that driver when I arrived. I watched as the paramedic started an IV in his arm. I heard the paramedic ask for several blood collection tubes. He suspected the driver had been drinking so he took the required blood so it could be tested for alcohol.

Terry and Jim were inside the pick up and Bryce was taking a set of vitals on the driver by the open door. Once that was done they got the driver onto a back board and put him into a cervical collar to prevent his head from moving. I went over once he was out and started an IV on him. I also suspected this driver of drinking so he had blood drawn for testing. The police were there handling traffic control and the rubber neckers. Since I had started an IV on the driver, I was required to ride with the patient to the hospital.

Terry and Bryce loaded him into the back of the ambulance and Jim took the zone car to the hospital.

Terry told Bryce what to say to the dispatcher. Bryce said "Rescue 522 in route to Beach with one ALS patient on board and EMS 5."

The dispatcher replied saying "10-4 522. In route to Beach with one ALS patient on board and EMS 5. Time 1425."

I saw Terry give Bryce a high five and say "Good job, mate. Where did you learn how to take vitals like that?"

Bryce just smiled and pointed into the back saying "Me Dad."

I was reevaluating the patient so I could give the hospital my report. "522 to Beach with a patient report."

I heard a voice say "Beach go ahead 522."

I gave my report. "522 in route to your facility with a victim of a two car MVA (motor vehicle accident). He was trapped inside his vehicle for about 15 minutes awaiting extrication. Upon entry to vehicle, driver was conscious and vitals were B/P (blood pressure) 110 over 70, pulse 88 and a respiration of 14. His vitals in the unit are B/P 120 over 76, pulse is 82 and respirations are 12. I have him on oxygen at a rate of 4 liters per minute by nasal canula and an IV of normal saline established. The patient appears to have consumed alcohol and blood has been drawn for lab testing. Patient is conscious and alert. There are no indications of broken bones but is packaged for spine and neck precautions. Estimated time of arrival to your location is 5 minutes. Awaiting further instructions."

The voice came back saying "10-4 522. Nothing further at this time. Continue monitoring patient. We await your arrival. Beach clear."

We headed to the hospital with our lights and siren on. I looked at Bryce and he had a grin from ear to ear. He was enjoying his first run.

We pulled into the hospital and parked by the ambulance entrance.

Bryce called dispatch "522 10-97 (on location) Beach."

The dispatcher replied "10-4 522. Time 1435."

Bryce and Terry unloaded the patient and I walked in front of the gurney. I gave the doctor my report and turned him over to the staff there for treatment.

Terry and I did our paperwork while Bryce watched very closely. He knew this was just as important as the work in the field. He even caught a couple of minor errors we had made. Terry and I looked at each other saying "he's going to be good in a few years."

When we finished our reports, Jim was there with the zone car. I smacked Bryce on the butt and said "Good job, kid!"

He looked at me and returned the smack and said "thanks, Dad."

I was proud of the job he did. I hadn't realized that he had paid such close attention to what I had been teaching him. He had proved me wrong. I would love to see him and Jimmy together when he becomes a firefighter and Jimmy becomes a doctor. I think that would be my happiest and proudest moment of my life.

It was almost 3:30 when all the paperwork was finished and we cleared with dispatch to head back to the station. On the way back, 522 got another call. We were not needed so it was back to the fire house for us. I parked the car at the station and we both got ourselves a cold drink. The captain was smiling nodding his head in approval to me. He was saying he knew the job Bryce did and it met with his approval. This made me feel good. I knew I would not have to worry about him not being able to handle himself. Everyone has their own particular baptism under fire and Bryce would have his coming soon. He and his partner would have to handle that themselves. This would be one trial I could not handle for him but would be when it was over.

When we got home, it was now 4:30. Davey and Jimmy were standing at the front door asking their usual questions. "How was your day?"

The two of us were only gone a few hours but they knew I handled a call. I have a scanner with all the fire and emergency medical services channels programmed so I can hear what is going on through out the city and I knew the boys were listening to it.

Jimmy said he had heard Bryce's voice on the radio and Davey was patting Bryce on the back. I let the three of them chatter away about the day's activities as I fixed myself another cold drink and headed for my recliner and the television. My two chatter boxes went upstairs so Bryce could give them a debriefing.

The next thing I knew, it was 6:00 and my stomach was growling. Jimmy was hanging his head upside down over mine and I jumped when I saw his eyes. Our heads banged together and I knew first hand just how hard his head was. Davey was giggling and Bryce was holding his ribs. Jimmy and I were rubbing our foreheads from where they had butted together.

"What's for dinner?" all three said in unison. "We're hungry."

"Who wants pizza?" I asked.

Bryce handed me the phone and I had two large pizzas with the works delivered to the house. I looked at Bryce and Davey and they were filthy. "Hey you two, hit the showers while the pizza is on the way." They scampered up the stairs and went to their respective showers.

Jimmy looked at me and said "I need you permission for something."

His expression was serious so know I was in trouble. "What's on your mind?"

He answered me very matter of factly. "We want Bryce tonight."

"You have him." I answered. "So why are you asking me?"

Jimmy looked at me and said. "You don't understand Dad. Davey and I want Bryce tonight."

I was just staring at him until Jimmy said again. "We want his body."

Suddenly I came out of my trance. "That's something you two will have to speak to him about son. I don't control his body or his mind."

Jimmy wasn't sure what to say then. "Are you sure Dad? We know how you feel about him. That's why I'm asking first."

I looked at Jimmy very seriously and said. "Son, we had a talk about that a while ago and we have an understanding. I won't go into it with you because it's personal. If you and Davey want to do something with Bryce, that's up to you two and him."

Jimmy just smiled as the door bell rang. We both got up and went to the door. Jimmy had to get the food and me to pay the driver. As soon as the aroma of pizza filled the house, there were two more boys present.

Davey got the paper plates and Bryce fixed the drinks. A new Saturday night tradition at the Thomas house hold had been started. Pizza, soda and the movie channel.

The boy's found a decent movie and we all decided to watch. At 10:45, the movie ended and the two youngest decided to call it a night. Bryce was tired from the day's activities and he was ready for bed also. I gave the boys a good night kiss and they headed for their respective rooms, or so I thought.

Remembering what Jimmy had asked earlier, I was wondering what Bryce was going to do. All of a sudden, I found out. There in his all together was Bryce with a smirk on his face. "Go get something on, now!" I said.

Bryce was gone and back in a flash. "What do I do, Dad?" he said.

I thought for a second and said. "Anything you feel comfortable doing. I already had a talk with Jimmy, if that makes you feel any better. Does it, sport?"

Bryce was all smiles. Blimey, dad. You mean it?"

I stood up and put my arms around him and said. "Have fun and be careful." I kissed him on the top of his head.

Bryce was a little more forward. He planted one square on my lips. He has two very sweet lips. "Thanks," was all he said as he went back upstairs.

I went back and sat down. I had thought about this for some time after Jimmy had asked me about his plan and even though I wasn't totally keen on the idea, I had to trust Bryce that he would not let things get out of hand. I finished watching the news then secured the house before going to bed.

Back in Jimmy's room, Bryce was being treated as if he was a God. Jimmy and Davey had him in the middle of the bed sending his mind into sexual overload. Jimmy was doing a tongue and mouth exploratory while Davey was working on his chest.

Davey found Bryce's nipples enticing. They were bigger than Jimmy's and when he suckled on them they turned Davey on. While working here, his hand was heading south of the border.

They had removed Bryce of his robe as soon as he came back into their room and Davey was about to be the first to feel Bryce's uncut manhood. Davey gently stroked it and slid the foreskin back and ran his thumb around his purple glans.

As soon as Bryce felt this, his moaned deeply into Jimmy's mouth saying, "Oh gawd, mate. I think I've died and gone to heaven."

Jimmy licked his ear and said. "You ain't seen nothin' yet, bro." Jimmy reached down and felt his brother's joy stick. It felt hard and soft all at the same time. Jimmy leaned down and licked the precum slicked tip. He felt Bryce shudder. This was all the encouragement Jimmy needed. He engulfed Bryce's dick with his warm mouth and gave him his first lesson in Pleasure 101 as his hand played with his balls.

While Jimmy was working on Bryce's dick, Davey was gently probing for Bryce's pucker. When he found that magic spot, he pushed in ever so gently. Bryce lifted his legs up as if they were on autopilot. Davey wet his finger and slid into the first knuckle. Bryce moaned and Davey returned the favor with his own tongue search. Davey began pushing in deeper and Jimmy was taking Bryce's 4 1/2" down his throat like a champ. As soon as Davey hit Bryce's prostate that was all she wrote.

Bryce arched his back and moaned "Oh gawd, I gonna cum any second."

When Davey heard this, he pushed a little harder on his prostate and Jimmy sucked harder. Davey's tongue was at war inside Bryce's mouth and he wasn't going to lose.

Bryce was hitting maximum sexual sensory overload. Davey hit the button one last time. "Blimey, mates. I can't hold out any more. I'm cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!!!"

He fired three of the largest loads Jimmy had ever had inside his mouth. He swallowed fast and hard not wanting to miss a single drop. Davey pushed Jimmy's head away so he could get some and he wasn't disappointed. Bryce had two good shots left that Davey wasn't quite prepared for what he got. He didn't lose a drop either but had to hold it for a second until he caught his breath. Then he swallowed and kissed Jimmy. They both looked at Bryce who was laying there with his eyes shut tight like he had died and gone to heaven. He had, almost.

Davey and Jimmy kissed their brother and he opened his eyes. "Man, what a rush." Bryce said. "That was bloody fantastic, how did you do that?"

Jimmy looked at him and asked. "Was this your first blow job?"

Bryce closed his eyes and just nodded is head. "Yeah, it was. Please don't laugh?"

Davey cuddled close to his brother and said. "Hey, we would never laugh at you, you’re our brother. Everyone has to get their first sometime and just did. How did you like it?"

All Bryce could say was "wicked, mates."

A lot more was said and done that evening but when they finally did fall to sleep, they did not wake up until almost noon.

I awoke around 8. At 9, I was wondering if those three were still alive so I went upstairs and quietly opened the door. All three cuddled together sleeping soundly so I closed the door, went back down stairs and finished my coffee. Tomorrow was back to the grind for all of us. I had work and the boys had school. Davey was spending one of his few weekends here with us since her has to live at home during the school year.

To be continued...

Posted: 07/18/08