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Man Dating Chapter 12 Sometimes a social event can turn into so much more. For Tuck this was a real date, with real people seeing him out with Jake. How was he supposed to feel, how was the date supposed to go. A baseball game... so what could happen? Thank you so much such wonderful words of review and encouragement. If you have not read the other chapters, they are there for your enjoyment many stand alone, but it is a path that Tuck is on, being led by Jake and others. A new chapter emerges in few months. So enjoy. "I have not been to a baseball game forever and a day," Tuck said as they entered the stadium. The rush of people, the noise and the building excitement brought both a smile and an increasing heartbeat. "Really?" Jake asked. "I try to get to a few games a year, but this one is special, more a business meeting than a social event." Tuck could not really believe he was here and on a date with Jake. There would be other people there in the same function, people he did not know. How was he to act? What were people going to say? The outcome of the afternoon had not played out as of yet, many questions would be answered. He hoped the answers would be positive, not only for him but so much more for Jake. The green fields of the park were still hidden behind the arches inside the stadium, as they continued their traverse toward the private booths on the second level. Tuck got a quick glimpse of the blue sky and the seats on the other side of the stadium, he smiled at the long distant memory as it came flashing back. The green of the grass fields below, not yet in his sight, held the memory of his last visit marking the magnet owned by any baseball park. A discarded candy wrapper became attached to his shoe, more a low heeled high heel, only two inches above the ground, but still on the balance between sexes it remained firmly in the other team's selections. His varied foot ware became another addition, choices that went beyond his personal purview. He took a second adjusting his bra, the strap having fallen from his shoulder. "Just a second Jake, please." Tuck stopped their travel reaching down to his shoe, his other hand grabbing Jake's arm for support. Jake held still watching Tuck lean over and disentangling the refuse from his heel. "Thank you," Tuck said appreciating the support. His hand being taken by Jake for continued support. He pulled slightly and the candy wrapper disengaged from the toe of his shoe leaving only a spot of creamed chocolate. A slight nudge and his bra strap on his shoulder brought it back into its proper place. "Let's go," Jake said as he took the candy wrapper from Marian depositing it in a nearby trash container; however the strong tight hand did not release the control and possession just newly established. Tuck took a step off and felt the strength of Jake urging him forward, his guidance as they moved through the crowd made the walk nearly effortless. His pace firmly set by the male leader, carried him through the crowd and farther down the concrete path. Tuck scurried to keep up, the heels he wore making it a bit more difficult than if he were wearing his normal weathered sneakers. Jake's firm grip helped him as they circumvented most of the traffic, both of them winding their way through the crowd. Off to the right Tuck saw a store front selling souvenirs. The block wide window glass acted as a giant mirror. In the reflection, he saw a large, a tall handsome man leading his young friend through the tunnel maze. Tuck brushed his blonde hair behind his ear, the mirror image showed the boy doing the same, in an instant, perhaps the slight smile, or the turn of the head, maybe it was the glint of the earring uncovered, but in that instant, she became, she was there, she held the hand, she turned and continued to follow the handsome fellow. Debra had arrived a few minutes earlier than her usual 6:30 morning appointment, having been told about the afternoon's baseball date a few days before, and her arms were loaded. Tuck had just finished his morning shower which now took almost thirty minutes, with the addition of the entire product line that Debra insisted that he use. She always checked to make sure the compliment had been applied correctly and fully. Correcting any error with words and swift application of her open hand or the leather paddle she carried on her hip. "Good morning Debra, I hope your day is starting well," Tuck said carefully and correctly. He came to the door wearing only the pink towel around his waist and a second wrapped in his hair. "What did I tell you about wearing a towel?" Debra's voice was quick and full of anger. "You said that was all I could wear when answering the door in the morning," Tuck replied, his voice breaking slightly, afraid of the instant anger that Debra could expend for even the smallest infractions. Her swift hand had impacted his soft bottom numerous times, the red hand print lasted well into the morning hours. The paddle offering additional instruction management "I said properly." She grabbed the towel and quickly jerked it free from its precarious hold revealing Tuck's smooth little toy tightly held between baby soft thighs, all tender skin, absent of even the barest signs of male hair, completely erased by the strong chemicals used now an a daily basis and his tender soft skin treated by countless lotion applications, morning and before bed. She smiled at the absolute perfection, "Put your hands over your head." Tuck raised his hands high over his head, his little cock, small and insignificant in the cold air of the still opened apartment door. The blue cream applied over night, acting as inhibitor and keeping his little penis small and carefully managed. "The towel should be placed thusly," she said taking the towel she held and wrapping it back around Tucks naked body but this time higher, so the pink fluffy fabric was just under his arm pits. The wrap pulled tight as she held the soft fabric firmly and then tucking the tail in at the back. "There that's much better, see you even have a little cleavage, I guess the hormone treated creams are doing their job," she laughed tweaking his nipple hard reaching under the thick towel. Tuck looked down and saw that she had described the cleft in his chest accurately, his slender finger traced the soft skins deepening fold. He looked up at Debra a question on his lips that he could not ask, a question that had an answer he did not want to acknowledge. She kicked the door closed and with her strong grasp of the towel, forced Tuck to move away from the door and over to the standing floor to ceiling mirror now a permanent note of d?cor in his living room. "Oh so much better, you can see how your bras are going to fit so much better too. I will have to talk to Mrs. Getty and see if we cannot get you a bit stronger hormonal cream, it is doing just wonders for your shape, she said reaching around and squeezing his growing small tits, the additional form no longer a figment of imagination, "I am sure shots might be more fast acting, perhaps an idea she would support." Tuck looked in the mirror and all he could see is a moderately good looking woman without make up, even his age was lost in the glass picture in front of him, two or three years dropping off with just the towels different position. With makeup, the mirrored loss would be closer to five, maybe even six years. He could only hope that make up would not now be a daily addition. He wondered what Jake would say when he saw him at the baseball game. "You know Marian you really look nice this afternoon." Jake said as they continued their directed stroll, "I am getting use to the make up too, it does bring out your eyes. What color lip stick are you wearing?" Tuck looked over at Jake, a question in his mind, as to the reason for the question. "Debra picked out Cotton Candy, she said it would be appropriate for the game." Jake laughed, "Quite so...adding a closely veiled question, his voice getting more serious, "well?" Tuck looked over at Jake who had stopped the two of them from further travel. There was not a smile on the face and the eyes looked like they were about to offer significant correction. "That was a compliment." "Thank you," Tuck said quickly, "that was very nice of you to say." "You are not that dim, you were given a rule about compliments, did you forget already?" "No, of course not but I was not sure about, Tucked looked around at the growing crowd filing in for the game, "but ..here?" "Tell me what the rule is about compliments." Tuck stopped for a second remembering not only the rule but how it was implemented. The dinner was quite nice thank you," Tuck said as they walked back to Jakes apartment door. Tucks old car was in the apartment complex lot, parked next to a red BMW, his company car had not arrived yet. Mrs. Getty had picked it out, he was not sure how Mrs. Getty tastes would translate to choices and colors but anything was better than what he currently drove. He was not sure of the next move, it was not his to make. "Marian come inside we have a few things to discuss." Jake opened the door and stepped in to the dark hallway. Tuck followed taking two steps father down the carpeted path waiting for the lights to be switched on. "In here," a dim light from the living room offered Tuck a way to follow Jakes voice. Jake was sitting in large black leather chair facing the door as Tuck entered the room, a lamp on the side table provided the only illumination. "Fix me a drink." "My pleasure, Jake," Tuck said nervously, he assumed it was what Jake normally had in the evening, having made sure on visits to his old apartment that a bottle of Jack Daniels stood ready for near immediate service. Jakes liquor cabinet held far more variation and choice but a bottle of Jim Beam, the past refreshment, seemed to be absent after a careful under counter search. "Hennessy," Jake said noticing Tuck rummaging inside the cabinet. "But I thought you liked Jim Beam." "Barely adequate, but it fit well inside your past budget," Jake said at his chair watching Tuck go through the motions of making the drink. The procedure well documented with careful instruction. Tuck found the mentioned bottle. He then pulled four perfectly shaped ice cubes from the refrigerator ice maker under the counter. The bottle had not been opened. Using his sculpted and painted fingernails, he cut through the paper seal and poured the requested into a clean sculpted glass. He brought the finished drink back to Jake. "Sit down." Tuck looked around across from Jake sat another chair, and the other side of the room a couch. They all matched. He started to turn to select a seat on the matching leather chair which was the closet to the chair in which Jake had taken residence in. "Here." The words simple and direct. Tuck turned back and took a step closer to Jake asking the question silently did he really mean for him to sit on his lap. Jake moved his hand up and to the side, his palm open. The invitation had been set. Tuck closed his eyes and turned. He felt Jakes hand on his back as he stepped back further and setting his bottom down on Jakes lap. He felt the strength under his legs, difference in size always so apparent but in this close proximity the questions never asked had answers so apparent. Jake hands came back down and moved Tuck to the side and back until his position put him in more contact. Tuck felt a rather obvious lump press against his bottom. "That works quite nicely. Comfortable?" Jake asked. Tuck sighed, allowing his body to relax to some extent, the novel perch slowly normalizing. He smiled the thought of normal, not actually in the book he had currently checked out. "Yes, thank you." "Good." There was a pause. Jakes hand came up and touched Tucks hair, "I have to say this evening you look quite nice, so much better than when you wore those ragged jeans, looking like some lost little boy, or a homeless orphan." "Thank you, so much has changed." "The other evening at the Getty's we kissed." Jake's voice was steady and showed no emotion. Tuck blushed, remembering the greetings, not sure how Jake really felt about the most friendly contact. "Yes we did," Tuck said in a low voice. "Did you like it?" the question asked but not sharing the requestor's mood or path. Tuck was not sure there was a correct answer, yes or no either could be considered negative. 'Yes, I liked it,' with Jake's answer, 'well that was a mistake and it will never happen again, good bye'. Or 'No, I did not,' and then in answer 'Well you are not the one for me.. good bye.' Both answers could be the end of a friendship. "It was different." Tuck tried for a neutral response, "But I felt that you were showing your strength and confidence in front of Mr. Getty." Jake did not move, and then his hand went to Tucks hair again and his hand traced down Tuck's neck and his back. He smiled. "Yes, that's how I felt too. It was more settling a challenge than anything, I like that you saw my strength. Did you see anything else?" Tuck thought for a second and decided that his answer had fallen into a realm that satisfied the feelings that came from the kiss. "I felt your maleness without any hesitation, I guess you could call it control. I felt .. if I can say it.. protected." Jake smiled taking a sip of his drink. "Would you like the kiss to continue?" the question asked in the same calm voice. "I would think that is not my decision to make." "It is not." Jake combed through Tucks hair again, sending shivers down Tuck's back. Tuck sat quietly, his eyes closed as Jake ran his fingers though his hair and across his back. The bulge between Jakes legs seemed to grow, pressing more into Tucks bottom. "I believe there was an appropriateness to the attention as well," Jake's low voice continued in the non emotional tone. "When an action follows that kind of event there is acceptance of the secondary event. Say for instance, as this past evening encounter, the kiss being a simple greeting comparable to handshake." Tuck's own thoughts barely followed the conversation, his entire self consumed by the touch of Jake's fingers floating through his blonde hair and the strength of his control as his hand traveled down his back. He shivered, his eyes closed. The only words he heard, "an evening greeting". "This will be expected." Jakes's hand pulled free, pushing Tuck up from his perch, with a strong shove until Tuck stood in place in front of the chair. "Re-enter the room." Tuck looked behind him and back to Jake, not having a clue as to what the next step should be. He took a step closer to the door. Turned back around to face Jake," Should I leave the room entirely?" "Yes." Tucked turned back to the door taking another step closer to the entrance and then stopped and turned back to Jake, "and then what?" his voice small and with question. Jake's voice deep and instantly angry, "We are done, get out!" "No, please I am sorry, I just wanted to know if there was anything more I could do in the practice to make it better." "No there is not. Maybe this was all a dumb idea." "No its not, I think being able to say hello to you, to thank you for being there, for being a friend, for your support and for your guidance. To be able to say that to you when ever we first meet, this way, this is such a perfect way, it is such a privilege." Jake did not say a thing for more than a minute. The light, the only one in the room illuminated his face, the expression of anger, of disappointment, maybe of loss, evident and not changing. "Let me show you how right this action is for me ... for both of us," Tuck said his voice barely above a whisper. Jake took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds and then let it free. "I have no more patience, or even thought that this might go on. I think it best that you leave." There was a tear in Tucks eye. He took a step back into the room, "I just want to say once," he took a step closer, "how much.," he took another step closer, "your friendship means to me," one step closer, "having you... your support, your guidance," Tuck leaned back and sat down on Jakes lap, it was stiff his hands at his side, "being able to say that this way, is so perfect, such a way of sharing myself to you," he leaned forward and kissed Jake on the lips. The touch in return was cold empty, absent. "I just want to be able to say hello this way, to greet you and to show you," he leaned in and kissed Jake again, softly his lips barely pressing, his ter stained eyes closed, "how much you mean to me," He leaned forward again, the kiss, his lips open waiting hoping believing this was not to be the end. "No this is over Marian, I don't see it continuing." "No it can't be.. I see it now." "What?" Jakes whispered his voice nearly absent. "I see your control and your strength of character, I see your...." "What do you see?" "Your maleness." "You do?" Jake's hand touched Tucks back softly, a touch only. "Oh yes, and you have made me see myself in a new light." "I have seen that," the hand moved to touch the golden curls. Tuck's eyes closed, "It's you that have opened that door, but it's a door that only you have the key. It's not open to anybody else." Jake's hand brushed through Tucks blonde hair, taking hold, taking possession. "You don't think that I am different or less that I like you this way?" Jake asked, the question so private and secret that he could barley make it audible. An answer changing life in ways that had yet to be defined. He waited for Tuck's words that would adjust the reality, move the question to the back, answered never to be questioned again. Tuck heard the question, the tears growing, his words choked, but knowing the his anwer had to be right not only for himself but for Jake. "No.. oh no.. how many ways can I say that is so not true," the urgency in Tucks voice echoed across the room, he tried again to cach his own voice, he wanted it be desperately clear, "no, I see you as someone so special, that can see me, help me, be me. I need you." "You need me?" Jake voice carried a brief and growing smile. "Yes, so much." Tucks hands came around the back of Jakes neck clasping together, holding Jake to him. "For what," the hand traced down Tuck's back up and then up almost absently. Tucks eye closed and he seemed to purr. "Oh that feels so nice, thank you." He leaned and kissed Jake again. The kiss gentle but accepted. Tuck smiled it seemed so natural and right. He wanted more but knew he still had to answer the open question. He wanted his words to be perfect. "I need you to want me," his eyes dropped down, so afraid that the answer would not be there, the answer he so needed to hear. "I need you to want me this way, this new way, I feel different when I am with you. I feel like this is the way I should be always be, it feels right, but this is the hard part ...it only feels right if you are there. The question, am I being right for you?" Again there was a apuse in the conversation. Tuck could see the thoughts as if they were real revolving aroud the room. Finally, the hand came up and touched his face, "I think so, Marian. I do. There is a balance, and it must be met. Now I am going to be honest. Our friendship in the past has been very single sided; it would have ended quite soon, forgotten and lost, only a single entry in one's life, only a single side that would be saddened by the loss. Tuck would play no part in my life. Tuck let out a long sigh, the words so crystal clear. His friendship with Jake had moved on, there was no longer a Jake and Tuck. That fragile note had ended. "The door that opened with the birth of Marian has taken me places that I had never imagined, not even in fantasy, each step novel. The door opened and I felt my confidence, strength, and my maleness expand, but it crosses over into a side that I never tread on. You are there in that path and having you there makes me smile." Tuck tears began again but from a different side of the road. "That door is open only for you, and when or if it closes, like it almost did here tonight it would be closed forever. We will see how long it remains open and only I can close it." "Thank you," were the only words that Tuck could say, his voice choked with tears of acceptance and terror of near rejection. Jake smiled, "I expect you will continue your effort to keep the door on your side open as well?" Tuck laughed through the tears, "Oh yes, and wider if possible." Jake smiled, "then I think it would be wise for you to reenter the room, don't you?" Marian got up from Jakes lap, and sauntered over to the door again turned around and waited a smile on his lips. "Marian, it's so good to see you." Jake said from his chair the whiskey in his hand. "Come sit." "Of course sir," Tuck said skipping across the room and easily retaking his seat on Jakes lap, the lump beneath welcoming the new seat mate. Jakes hand came up to Tucks blonde hair and pulled him close, their lips opened and the kiss followed and grew. Tuck felt as if he floated above his body, as Jake pulled him tight, the strength and control encompassing him. "Oh yes, That was quite adequate," Jake said holding tight to Tuck blonde hair, "we should practice that until we have it closer to perfect." PART 2 Tuck looked up at Jake, his hand remaining quite firmly in Jakes control. He glanced around at the crowd, it seemed that they were in a mist, blurred and near invisible. He turned to Jake, his eyes closed and leaned forward, standing up on his toes, his face just inches from Jake's, "Thank you, that was so sweet of you to say." The kiss touched Tuck's inner cloud, piercing it, allowing the sun's bright rays to shine thorough. Jake's strong embrace, their intimate contact, the realization of such personal control seemed for both true and honest, making the outside world disappear. Tuck on his toes, his hand stroking Jake's thick neck, not so much to pull him closer but to just gain the shared strength and support. The kiss, their kiss, shared, remained so open and perfect. They parted slowly, Tuck coming back down to the ground, his eyes opening, with a smile on his lips. Jake's voice clear, certain and offering no opportunity for objection, "Marian, I would say that would be the proper response, now expected, without a reminder or further prompt," "Yes sir," Tuck smiled, "I will insure that my response will be there for you, a proper thank you for all future compliments, no matter where our location might be. My only desire is to properly show my respect and offer a way of saying how much I appreciate your kind concern," Tuck smiled again, "Thank you." "Come, the club suites are just ahead," Jake said taking an even firmer grip on Tuck's hand and moving to the guarded escalator. "Jake, so good to see you," Mr. Sullivan said, as their two large strong hands came together in a firm handshake. "Mr. Sullivan, always a pleasure." Jake laughed, the traditional firmness contest having been avoided with just a friendly yet firm hold. "Jake, especially here, it's just Haywood," the older and very distinguished gentleman insisted, "and may I ask, who this lovely young friend is?" Tuck blushed and smiled, his own small near dainty hand reaching out for the similar handshake, somewhat reticent, showing a quite visible concern for how strong the male crush might be. "Haywood," Jake's voice fluctuated somewhat using the familiar first name of his potential customer, "Yes, this is Marian Tucker, a close friend, and a new employee at Kensington Industries." "Might I say, Marian," Haywood smiled reaching out and taking Tuck's offered hand, "your appearance is somewhat unusual but I am rapidly not only getting used to it but I find it quite lovely. Is that a word that I am allowed to use?" the grip and touch of hands gentle, made and shared with respect. "Mr. Sullivan, of course it is, and thank you for such a sweet compliment," Tuck said still holding Mr. Sullivan's hand. The older man smiled and held Tuck's hand in a gentle caress. "You're more than welcome, my dear, I almost feel like I deserve a kiss," he laughed lightly looking at Jake, the unfamiliar feelings washing over him like a soft ocean wave. "You do, of course," Tuck laughed, "but I would not want to do anything that might cause you any embarrassment or concern," Tuck added taking a brief look around the crowed room. "Rubbish, I am the boss, I don't see how a single kiss could be a concern," his growing excitement evident in his words, he took a step in Tuck's direction. Tuck smiled, "Then I offer," he leaned over and softly kissed Mr. Sullivan on the cheek, "my gentle thank you for such lovely compliment, it was just so kind of you, sir." Mr. Sullivan pulled back slightly touching his face, the exact spot where Tuck's warm lips had touched, he held silent for a moment, then smiled broadly," Oh my, oh my, that was..... Jake, you have a very sweet friend here. I would not let this one get to far away." Jake laughed, "Smart as a whip too, that's why Mrs. Getty snapped him up. He's in on the Hellman Project." "Really? Tell me Marian, what you are doing there, I just might have to turn my HR into the wolves that they can be and steal you." Tuck smiled, looking over at Jake asking silent permission to tell Haygood a little about his background, in hopes that Mr. Sullivan might want to work with him and Mrs. Getty as a client. The worry held a place on his face until he saw Jake grin broadly, a slight nod giving full and open permission to speak. "I am just part of the team, sir," Tuck began, "We are in the process of restructuring the long term accounting organization, cross platform integration, utilization integrity, and using a program I wrote, to pull it all together. My hope is to implement asset allocation strategies and risk management procedures, in a more automated manner. " Haygood, stood listening his mouth nearly dropping open. "A program you wrote?" Haygood asked, again looking over at Jake. "Yes, while I was at another firm. They did not see the value in it. My team and I have made substantial changes in it. We are very close to a beta implementation. " Haygood turned to Jake directly, putting his hand on his shoulder, "I would have to say your description of this young lad is far understated." He turned back to Tuck, "Tell me what it would take for me to lure you on to our team. I will double your salary." "Mr. Sullivan..." Tuck could not believe the numbers that the offer would include. "My sweet boy, you will always call me Haygood." "I am so flattered," Tuck begin just barely catching his breath, "Thank you ...Haygood. But I have just started with Mrs. Getty and the project has a long way to go. The challenges I have accepted and the team I have working with me are just too precious for me to lose. Mrs. Getty has given me so much, she means a lot to me too." Tuck's breathing was back to normal, his smile could not be any bigger. "But again, I cannot begin to say thank you enough for your kind interest." Haygood smiled and nodded his head, "She is very lucky and far reaching to have found you. I hope she knows how lucky she is." "I am the one that is so lucky, to have Jake in my life guiding me to be a better person and the full support of Mrs. Getty. I could not be happier." "Well If I can't hire you, I know we will be become great friends." "That could not make me happier, sir." "Wonderful young man," Haygood remarked to himself and to Jake, "just remarkable." "If you will please excuse me, sir," Tuck said looking around the room to see where the bar might be, knowing that Jake would certainly be thirsty after the long walk. "Let me see what's at the bar, and I will bring you back a beer, Jake." "Thank you Marian," Jake said taking a second to push Tuck's golden hair back behind his ear revealing his silver dangle earring. Tuck felt the attention from Haygood increase as Jake touched his hair forcing back the straying locks, the earring displayed specifically for Haygood's enjoyment. Tuck turned slightly so that the earring was even more in Haygood's view. Haygood reached over and smoothed the other side of Tuck's hair using the opportunity to inspect the earring quite closely, "Just marvelous." He touched the silver dangle lightly. Tuck blushed at the intimate touch. "Thank you, Jake and Haywood." Tuck said stepping on tip toes again allowing his hand to lay softly on Jakes shoulder for support. Tuck smiled looking up at Jake, kissing him on the lips. He turned to Haywood and gently laid his other hand on his shoulder, he turned and without a second of hesitation or thought of concern, standing on tip toe again, he kissed Mr. Sullivan. "Haygood, could I possibly bring you anything?" Tuck asked knowing Haygood had enjoyed the sweet thank you, he could even see the bulge between his legs making a noticeable impression on the khaki slacks he wore. "No, Marian, I'm fine for now." Haygood said his voice a bit strained not at all aware of how to deal with the affectionate display so casual and normal, and yet feeling a growing desire to be more of a part, to somehow share in that tender attention. "OK, I will be back in few minutes" Tuck took a step back and then turned and walked over to the bar that was on the side of the large room. He stood in front of the bar smiling, he hoped that Jake was happy the way the conversation had gone. "You are something really special. I don't think I have ever seen Haygood look so pleased. Hi, I'm Lucy and you're?" Lucy took Tuck's hand pulling him tightly into the small group of women hovering away from the men. Tuck turned to his right at the sweet voice. "Hi, I'm Marian nice to meet you," Tuck put out his hand as if to shake Lucy's. "Sweet thing, we don't shake hands, that's a big boys game. This is so much better," Lucy leaned in and gave Tuck a soft kiss on the lips, "for them it's a game as to who can squeeze harder, it's about dick size, they should really pull out their cocks and masturbate, and decide winner on the amount of cum the winner can leave on the floor." "The loser would have to lick it up too," a second gorgeous girl popped into the conversation, "Hi sweetie, Constance or Connie here, I just love your earrings, oh my God, they are pierced and not once but three times." Two more girls moved closer to the female gathering, another blonde and a second brunet. "This is Donna and Cissy," Lucy pointed out the new introductions quickly. Lifting a bit of Tuck's blonde hair and inspecting the earrings herself, "They are to die for girl." "So tell me what were you and old man Haygood chatting about and did you kiss him really?" Lucy asked lightly touching the over sized sports jersey Tuck wore, inspecting the wide knot exposing his smooth tight tummy, "Twice?" Tuck laughed, "Oh that, really, just a joke." "Well it didn't look like a joke to me and he wanted more," Connie said, stepping back to get a better look at Tuck's outfit, "I would never think a boy would look so right in make-up, but on you, just so cute. Do you go clubbing? You have to come with us this next Friday." "Oh yes, that would be a blast, keep everyone guessing, but I agree, if the lights had gone out that second, we would need a fire extinguisher to put out the embers. Haygood was smiling for sure," Lucy added. Tuck looked over at Jake and Mr. Sullivan, continuing their conversation, he didn't think the kisses, were even remembered, even for a second, but he knew that he would certainly enjoy having Haygood as a friend. Jake glanced up for a second and smiled in his direction. The brief eye contact sent a shiver down Tuck's back. Jake mouthed silently, "beer". "So you girls like baseball?" Tuck asked trying to make conversation. The girls just looked at him for a second and then they all burst out laughing. "Jake, I have to tell you Brytown Towers contract is now really just between Commonwealth and Harris. It's really close, I have not made up my mind yet as there are some interesting points of consideration in both proposals." Haygood lectured, his hands making the same points as his voice, every once in a while tapping Jake on the shoulder, like father to son. "I will tell you, that the Harris quote is somewhat lower in price." "We have seen that before," Jake replied, knowing that price was one of the key factors in any of Sullivan's decisions, "but I have put the best price forward I can, that aspect is not going to change." "I figured that, and actually that is good to hear, I like to know you are solid around your decision," Haygood replied before walking off to another group in the large club room. He turned back, "But you and Marian enjoy the game." "We will." Jake said watching Tuck walk back to him with a beer in hand. "So Jake is this meeting and play date going well for you?" Tuck asked as they took their seats in the stadium club section, outside the suite, watching the infielders run through grounders practice. The three step process looked almost like a ballet. Tuck could not get over the vibrant green of the field. "It's an opportunity to meet on a social level, the contract is going to mandate a considerable amount of one on one time, during all stages of the project. He knows Everett better, having done several smaller projects. Nothing this size." "Did I help at all?" "You were fine, I think Haygood was a bit surprised at first but very quickly saw you for who you are." His hand came down on Tuck's bare leg," not sure if you could get any shorter shorts than those." Jake laughed feeling the smooth skin, marveling momentarily at the softness. "I just want to be supportive." Tuck added, enjoying the warm contact. "Well in this, that might not be possible." Tuck loved the warm hand on his bared thigh, the bright pink socks reaching up above his knee, left the rest of his leg bare and open. He looked down at Jake's strong hand nearly wrapping around his thigh, so close to the hidden little package tightly ensconced in the g-string panties. Debra made sure that his little "clit", as she referred to it, kept to itself, held tightly in place, hidden and in her words 'absent'. Tuck had no noticeable bulge between his legs. He touched the absence softly insuring at least to himself some small evidence after his brief self inspection. "Watch the game it's about to start." "I might need a few pointers as to what's going on." Tuck smiled his own much smaller hand on Jakes strong thigh. Jake laughed and slipped his arm over Marian's shoulder pulling him closer, "It's really pretty simple, two teams each with ...." "So how do you think we match up," Jackson Mottelson, leaned close to his boss talking in almost a whisper, his large 6'5" frame making close furtive contact near impossible. "You think Commonwealth has a chance." "Not if Jake's involved, he always bids high and I am sure we are lower, Sullivan always looks at the wallet as his prime decision maker. We are a shoe in." Everett Fillmore took another sip from his second boiler maker, "for sure good news on Monday". "Great, we need the business," Jackson said looking at his cell phone to see if he had any new messages, "Cambridge did not help the bottom line." "Yeah," Everett took a long sip of the beer and whiskey mix, setting the empty drink back on the bar, "that was a real fuck up. We need this one bad. More to the point I need it bad." He made mention to the bar maid to mix up a third drink, with hand gestures. "Did you see the twink that Jake had on a leash?" He wanted to make sure Jackson saw the evidence, pointing to the two sitting in seats outside the luxury suite. "My god I had no idea he was a fag." "Well not sure Sullivan thought it was such a bad play," Jackson said his eyes going back to Jake and Marian seated on the outside, " I talked to the young fellow, Didn't know the first thing about the game. Very nice and cute too," he raised his vision out to the park again, "It looks like they are having a good time." "Cute?" Everett's voice came up to higher volume, "So are you a fag too?" The look on the large black ex-footballer's face told Everett that this was a conversation that had better have a quick ending. "Well, I know Sullivan and I tell you Haygood hates fags." Everett took the new drink and downed a full swallow. He looked at Jackson again to insure himself that he was following his logic. "I don't know, have you ever heard him say that?" Jackson asked his voice telling Everett that the most recent insult had not cleared the room. "No, I don't have to .. But it's a fact." "If you say so," Jackson turned away from the conversation to watch the game on the flat screen TV on the far wall. His arms crossed, he stared at the games image, sharing the same direction with the view out the suites glass window. "So Jake can I ask you a question, you won't think me dumb." Jake turned in his seat, looking at Marian; he brushed the blonde locks behind Tucks ear again revealing the silver hanging ear rings the other girls were admiring. "You really do look nice this afternoon, I think Haygood thought so too." Jake paused, a smile on his lips. Tuck did not wait, even a second and leaned in and kissed Jake on the lips directly, all pause or hesitation absent, leaving only a smile on Marian's face as they come together and then apart, natural and open as they became one for just a moment. "Thank you that was sweet of you to say." Marian said softly. Jake smiled but added no words. "You said you had a question." "Yes," Tuck paused for second making sure his question would have meaning and not sound dumb. "So what is different about the two bids, what makes yours more expensive?" Jake looked at Marian, not sure how much detail to go into, the easy answer, 'lots of things, too much for you to understand', but Marian could not be considered dumb and perhaps sharing the differences would make it easier for him to explain it further or better. "Well the complexities of the quotes are vastly similar as they are based on Sullivan's detailed engineering plan, the key difference is insurance." "Don't both proposals have insurance?" "Yes, for catastrophic actions, the building burning down, and explosion or other, but completing the building as per the detailed plans requires immense amounts of planning and coordination, each sub heading on the plans is scheduled to start with in a two to three day window, and when that does not happen, it costs money. These are routine and are included in the quote pricing, but let's say a heavy rain storm comes in at particularly bad time for the schedule, perhaps even what was built has to be replaced. These are not covered normally, but they can run into the hundreds of thousands and even in some cases, millions of dollars. I have included an insurance to remove the high cost, share the pain, so to speak. The Harris quote, Everett's and Jackson's proposal, negates this option." "I think I see. It makes sense." Jake turned back to the game, "I think one of your girl friends is calling you." Tuck turned around and saw Connie urging him to come back inside the suite. "Not sure what she needs, but I will be back," Tuck leaned over and gave Jake a quick easy kiss on the cheek. Jake did not even notice. Jake had already left the conversation and had returned to the game. In deep conversation as to the last play with the fellow to his other side. Tuck left watching both men pointing and making guttural negative noises, rising from their seats along with most of the other seat mates in the entire stadium. Tuck could not be sure why all the excitement but somebody must have scored. "What's up Connie," Tuck said walking back into the near empty suite. "Oh god, I am going to be sick." "Huh what's wrong, honey?" Tuck asked reaching over to Connie and touching her shoulder lightly. "I don't know. I think I ate one of the shrimp, it had some sauce that did not agree, and it's asking me for revenge. Or something is.. I have to get out of here." "So how can I help, hon?" "You don't know do you?" Connie said glancing to her right at the door leading to the side room attached to the luxury suite. "Know what?" Connie looked like she was going to get ill not only from the bad shrimp but from the story she was about to share. "What us girls are here for," she began slowly, "we are what are called "tether girls", the guys get us to come to provide .." she paused, "I guess you call it enjoyment." Tuck looked lost, not understanding at all. "Enjoyment, we suck them off, blow jobs, sex..," she held back a vomit carefully. "Oh, I don't think I was asked to do anything like that," Tuck said hopefully looking out the window at Jake now standing and yelling, his voice quite absent as the room's giant window provided separation from the stadium noise. "No, you weren't and Jake doesn't' take part, but us girls are paid a few hundred dollars to fill the booth?" "I am sorry, fill the booth?" "Yes," she said stepping on one foot and then other. Tuck could see she wanted the story to be finished soon. The sudden urps and burps evidence of her sudden need to leave before it got very messy on the sculpted carpet. "There is a booth in the next room, really a two way closet sort of with a hole in the wall between sides. And we sit on one side and the guys on the other and well you know the rest." "I guess, but what do you need me to do?" Connie paused for a second and then started again, "I need you to take my place." "What," the panic in Tucks voice bringing his volume up to the point of penetration past the large window, "Do what?" his voice lowered. "Oh come on, you can't tell me a sweet looking boy like you, as pretty as you are, has not had a cock between those lush lips?" "Well I..." the blush that covered his face answered the question. "I knew it. So it's not that big a thing really, beside they are all watching the game, it's just I am supposed to be in the booth from two until three and I can't. You would save my life, and I will give you half the money I make tonight, they leave tips sometimes too. "Oh god, you're kidding." "No, it's not that bad and sometime in an hour there is nobody, I am pretty sure that is the case today too... Please... I just can't do it. I have to leave." "I don't know," Tuck looked out the window at Jake, unsure of his next move. Connie took Tucks hand, "All you have to do is sit. I promise." She opened the door to other room. The two way closet took up most of the space, in the room used largely for storage. She opened the girl's side door. "You sit here." She said pointing to an office chair without arms. "That's really all you have to do, just sit for an hour or less. I will be back as soon as I can. But I have to go now." Tuck let himself be led into the small closet space taking a seat on the padded chair, the chair collapsed immediately dropping down until he sat only a foot from the ground, his long legs spread out to each side. Directly in front of him a hole appeared. The hole, about 4 inches in diameter appeared to be more than adequate as a receptacle for its function. In his current position, his lips were only inches away. The booth design appeared to be flawless. "I will be back, I am going to lock the door, so no one can see that it's you," Connie said looking down at Tuck's awkward but ready position. " and remember, no names it's all supposed to be secret and discreet." Connie closed the door, the lock slid shut. The dark closet room had its only light now coming through the open hole. "Thank you so much," Connie said her voice fading away as she walked quickly back to the other room. He heard the departing footsteps and the other door opening and closing. His legs were spread wide apart, one to each side of the small booth touching the door and the other wall, the chairs position put the hole in the wall just inches from his face. He had to laugh as the aspect of discreetness could not be any farther from reality. He rubbed his thigh, knowing quite soon he would be feeling the result of the tight confined space. He looked at the locked door in the dim light, he hoped Connie would return quickly. "I am sure we have the order," Everett said his voice a bit slurred having already downed two of the tall boiler makers. "I talked to Fred, he said it was in the bag, even gave me the price off Jake's quote. They are considerably higher than we are. Over 200K. So we are a shoe in." "Fred?" "I thought you knew. Fred Hunt, works with Sullivan, tells me he's like number two in the organization. But I get all the inside dope on every piece of business Sullivan puts out. At least the ones I want." "So you actually have a rabbit inside, you're paying him too?" Jackson looked at his boss with a different eye. "There has to be some aspect of this being a felony, yes?" "Not worried, it's been working for the last four years, after we complete this project we will be included on all the big projects in the city. It's a win win win" Jackson lost his smile, looking at his boss, a question in his eye. They clinked glasses, "To next Friday," Everett slurred. "You know I am getting fucking horny too. Connie in the hooch?" "Yeah, I guess so. She's not around, so she's probably sitting on the chair waiting for your big cock," Jackson smiled watching his boss stumble his way over to the door. He would definitely be the one driving home. Tuck heard the room's door open and close, he sat waiting patiently for Connie to unlock the door and help him up out of the seat and out of the closet. "Connie, you slut, my cock needs some sweet attention. You're there sweet thing?" Everett yelled in the general direction of the two door closet. Tuck eyes opened wide, his mouth dropped open, he wanted to run. "Connie, fuck slut, you there or not," Everett raised his glass and slapped the door with his half full boiler maker. Tuck did not know what to do. He held his breath hoping the man would just leave. "Fuck Connie, no games," he pounded on the side of the closet door, "Bitch you had fucking well better be there. I fucking paid for this." Tuck could not hold it back, he had to say something, "I am here stud." He tried using a voice with a slightly higher pitch. "Just waiting for you honey." He added grimacing knowing that in seconds, the door would pound open and things would explode. He hoped he sounded at least a little like Connie. "Fuck'in right you better be ready, cunt. You better be ready to take a full load of my hot cum." Tuck could not believe anybody would ever utter such vile to a woman, especially someone as sweet as Connie. He heard the closet door on the other of the wall open and close. "It's coming slut, you better be ready, no spitting either, you swallow what you get understand?" Tuck thought he should respond again but really did not know what to say, finally after negating several other possible comments he spoke softly trying his best to imitate Connie's voice. "I love the taste..." he paused thinking his comment needed more detail, "I would never waste your hot slime." He shook his head hoping that the voice and his words were working. "I just want to feel your hot lips, cunt." Tuck thought that he held his own and the voice could be considered acceptable especially with the volume of alcohol that man had obviously consumed. He kept thinking he needed to add more. Tuck went through a dozen things to say, finally deciding on, "I can't wait for your hot seed." It sounded hundred times better in his head, he waited for the explosion. "Oh baby, let me feel your soft lips on my hard cock," Everett said taking his seat on the other side, the chair scraping on the floor getting him into position. The hole darkened and then filled with Everett's cock. There was nothing that could be described as hard or big. Tuck rubbed his forehead thinking, what now. Did he need to say something again? "I love your cock, so hard, so manly," and then added, "what a stud." Tuck shook his head again not knowing what Connie would be saying. "Take it girl make it yours." Everett said pushing his soft penis deep through the hole. Tuck heard the request, "make it mine", he had no idea what to do, finally knowing that something had to happen, he reached out and touched the limp penis in front of him. The penis jerked back and disappeared. "Fuck, your hands are cold baby." Tuck thought, yeah the blood has run out of them, not knowing what to say about his cold fingers, he tried to purr, "Sorry honey, let me warm them up," he said in his Connie voice "I bet your lips are warm, soft and so good," Everett said sort of signing the words urging his play date to proper action. Tuck touched his lips and they definitely were warmer than his fingers but he had no desire to test his supposed expertise on the subject that currently occupied his attention. "Give it a kiss sweetheart." Tuck looked at the soft penis, maybe that's is all he would have to do and leaned in and gave it a quick touch of his lips leaving a bit of lip gloss on the tip. He wondered if this cock was a big as his, or how it use to be. He reached down and patted the tiny short shorts, feeling for even a remembrance of having a thick cock. "Oh that was nice, give it another,, and a lick." Everett sighed. The instructions began to build; he was not sure where they might lead. He wondered if he could get the guy talking and maybe forget about anything further. He reached out with his hand, now much warmer and gently took hold of the soft cock. "So stud, are you enjoying the game?" Tuck asked in his Connie voice. "Fuck that's nice, your hands are so soft baby. Warmer too. Softer than I remembered, like baby soft." Tuck shook his head, 'yes, with all the creams and lotions I have been using,' he imagined, 'they should feel like a babies butt, the man should be thanking Debra'. "Thank you honey," Tuck said his Connie voice getting more confident. He let his fingers run over and around the soft toy, playing with the tight little balls rubbing them between his fingers lightly, sliding his fingers up and down the shaft. Each touch resulted in improving the little cock in front of him, slowly getting bigger and bigger as the attention built. "Such a stud, honey" "Fuck girl, you have learned something new, your hands are like magic." The compliment made Tuck smile. "Thank you sweetheart," the voice became easier each time he tried using it, and it seemed to be accepted. "Yeah the game is shit, couldn't care less, it's all about the contract. We have it locked up tight." Tuck heard the words, 'contract', 'locked up tight' and it dawned on him whose cock he had between his fingers. The cock he was holding belonged to Jake's competition, Everett Fillmore. "Connie do that some more and kiss it again, baby," Everett urged. Tuck could not get over the fact he was now playing with Jake's competitions cock. "I said kiss it, cunt," the voice slurred but more aggressive. " Connie don't fuck with me." Tuck could not be found out, that would ruin everything. It would ruin Jake, maybe even for good. "Ok baby," Tuck said slowly, "but no names.. remember." Tuck said softly trying to figure out his next move, "I just like the feel of your ...," he thought for a second, "fat cock." He thought the description sounded slutty enough to satisfy. "Oh yeah,, that does feel good, but I can't wait to feel your lips taking it deep." Tuck said "deep" to himself, knowing exactly what the word meant. "So I guess you are in good mood then," Tuck said in his best Connie voice, desperately hoping for acceptance. He sat silently waiting terrified that the next thing would be the door slamming open, dragged out by his hair, and then Jake finding out and losing even a chance of business now and forever and even worse, losing him forever. "Yeah baby, could not be better, this piece of business we are getting is close to a million dollars and with cost overruns, one point five or more." "Oh baby that sounds so hot when you say it like that," Tuck replied a voice telling him that keeping Everett talking could help Jake but he had to be careful. "So fucking powerful, your cock tells me you're so hot." Tuck held still for a second worried he might have over played it a bit "Oh fuck baby, yeah.. old Haygood won't know what hit him, we have such a sweet price but the cost overruns is where the real profit is, and he never sees it. And get this ..He's a fucking closet queen I am sure." Tuck stopped for a second, why would he say that? "Kiss it baby like you did before." Tuck did not want to stop the words; each one seemed to put Everett deeper in a hole that he had dug himself, how deep it might go rested solely on his own ability to hang on. He leaned over and took the tip of the soft penis just barely past his lips, holding it tightly and absently tickling the soft head with his tongue, thinking of what to say next? "Oh baby your lips are so soft, they seem different, better, oh god better, but different." Tuck thought of the injections Debra had added to his morning's preparation, 'making them plumper and softer for your lovers,' she had added. "I had a little work done," he sucked the head in deeper," you like them. I did it just for you." "Sweet cunt, I wish you were here in front of me right now." Tuck could not let that happen and he needed to get the conversation going again. He licked the soft head and then took it from his mouth and held the little penis in his hand. He know Jakes had to be much bigger, he wondered if he would enjoy this that much more if this was Jakes cock between his lips. He smiled at the thought "The rules Everett, remember the rules," Tuck thought that there had to be rules for the twin closet to be valid, but he cringed, he had used his name. "Everett?" he asked, "Why Everett? You call me Evie, why the change now." Tuck tried a laugh, thinking that might be what Connie might do, hoping against hope that he had not just blown it, "Evie, I just like to make things different, besides Everett, it's a proud name, I like to use it sometimes, is that alright?" It was the longest sentence that Tuck had uttered since taking a seat, he waited for an answer, playing with and kissing the warm cock thrust through the hole. "No, that's ok, and it is a proud name, I am glad you like it." "Evie, I do," Tuck breathed a sigh of relief. "I am so glad you're going to get the order, that's really fantastic, but why think of Mr. Sullivan as a twink," he thought that the word twink might be something Connie could say. "Deeper hon, this is so hot, magic, just magic. He just is,, I mean did you see the way he was talking to the pretty boy with Jake," Everett slurred, "I had no idea that Jake was a fag, a fucking fag. Make up and that get up, his girl friend looked like a two dollar whore." Tuck was close to a very bad reaction considering the implications resulting from taking bite into the soft flesh between his lips, he would show him who was a fag, the tiny dick. "And then the slut actually kissed Haygood, and Haygood looked like he had been kissed by a princess. I could not believe it." The comment made Tuck smile, he was glad that Haygood liked his little kiss, both of them. He was not sure how to respond to the awful slurs coming from Everett. Not knowing what to say he took the little cock by the balls and pulled them tight and brought his mouth down and over the whole little toy and pulling the entire cock between his lips. His nose pressed into the prickly hairs. "Ohhhhhhhh my god ... Oh fuck, Connie girl, that's new too, love it.. ohhhhh .. " Tuck let the slickness wash over the tiny cock, and sliding it whole in out and several times. But he had more he needed to know. "Oh Evie, so wonderful I am so glad you like it, I love sucking on your baby, what a stud." Tuck again hoped he had not stepped over the limit but the cock continued to slip in and out, he could feel the rough hairs on his nose... he let it pull out and then held it firmly in his hand. "I don't want you to cum to fast, so think of something else?" Tuck's inner voice whispered in his ear, he shared it aloud hoping to get more information before the eventual end to the "enjoyment gathering". "Oh god Connie all I can think of is your velvet tongue, so amazing." "Think of business that will calm it down.. a little," Tuck laughed in his Connie voice, "I don't know anything about big business but tell me why are you so sure of getting the order." "Oh sweet heart, that's not going to make him go down at all, that so fucking great. I have a spy, you know Fred Hunter." Tuck remembered briefly being introduced to a man earlier in the afternoon, he was nearly sure it was a Hunter, he was sure of the first name, "you mean Freddy," he added the 'y' to his name thinking that he might be a past playmate of Connie." "Yeah Fred Hunter, works for Sullivan, number two or something like that shit, he is inside and tells me everything I need to know, prices and problems, my secret weapon." Tuck heard this and could not believe it being so unfair and neither Haygood or Jake was in the know. He squeezed the cock hard pulling it and slamming Everett into the wall, a large thump following, his anger coming out a bit unexpectedly "Arrrggggg.." Everett yelled, as Tuck pulled on the cock and then releasing his grip. "So sorry," Tuck said though tight lips, "I thought you liked it a little bit rough." "Darling girl, you are a different slut this afternoon..I do like it but not quite so hard." Tuck only wished the baby cock could take another round, "Oh Evie, you are such a scoundrel, such a fucking stud, you won the world today." Tuck said softly spreading his warm spit up and down on the little play toy. "Yeah baby, see I told you not going to make him go down. Oh one more thing ballet, fucking ballet, what man ever loves fucking ballet. Haygood is a secret fag. I know it." "Oh Evie, you are so fucking..." Connie's voice disrupted by the deep full entrance of Everett cock. Tuck pulled the baby cock deep, swallowing the little penis down to the balls, his soft hand playing with the tight balls tugging them to the limit on each deep thrust. He let the little cock come free, holding it tight between his fingers, "So manly."One more time, he thought he could feel it growing a little bigger, "Oh yes so manly." "Well get to sucking slut, I want to be out there for the seventh inning stretch. Tuck felt the push of the little cock deep into the hole and he knew that he had to follow through. He opened his lips and let the little toy in, grinding down till it was deep as it could go. He felt it grow somewhat bigger, he reached up and pulled the balls in to his hand massaging them lightly, and then pulling on them again taking the penis with his deep acceptance, the more intense his attentions he knew the shorter the time he would have the slimes penis between his lips. He ran his tongue around the tip, pulled it out and then pulled it back it in, swallowing the entire cock deep, over and over. He felt the shudder. Pulling more and more roughly on Everett's balls, he let a finger escape and pushing back and touched Everett's private hole, he pushed in slightly. "Oh baby you are so good ....never before.. I am coming.. oh fuck so hot.." Tuck felt the first spit of warm cream wash into his mouth, it was only a dribble, he swallowed. The cock immediately started to diminish in size, he sucked more of the soft slime as it dribbled out, tasting the cream. He decided each flavor was different, this one shallow, without substance, pale, it mirrored well the personality of the man supplying the few drops. "Oh baby, you are the best." "Thank you," Tuck said wiping his mouth on his sleeve, the cock slipped out and pulled away, he leaned back. "I can't wait till next time," Everett said. Tuck held his tongue not adding another word, not sure if he should tell Connie anything about his performance. "I guess you have to stay for a bit more time, take care of another lucky bastard," he waited for a response, "ok, see you later baby." Tuck heard the closet door open and then shut, followed by steps across the vinyl floor and the second door opened and shut. He waited sitting in the dark hoping Connie would get back before another lucky bastard took the seat opposite. He needed a drink, anything to wash out his mouth. "So where have you been?" Jake asked as Tuck took his seat next to him. The size difference always took his breath away, he leaned over and gave Jake a soft kiss on the cheek, the new rules of behavior made crystal clear earlier in the week. "Connie asked me for a favor." "So what did she want?" "Nothing important just girl stuff," Tuck answered hoping no more detail would be requested. "But everything is fine now, Connie was just feeling a bit ill but she is much better." Jake looked at Tuck and then turned back to the game losing interest in the folly of girl stuff and girl favors. Tuck needed some time and a bit of research too. Tuck said opening the app for the Internet. "Isn't the Royal Danish Ballet out of Denmark in town this week?" "I don't know, maybe. I think I read something about them in the paper. Tickets are impossible though at this late date. Not really into ballet," Jake said really not losing his attachment to the game, but looking at the app Tuck had opened on his cell phone. "Not an issue I think I can get tickets." "Really? Can you find someone else to go with," he said looking at a Tuck, "really not my thing." Tuck laughed, "That's good, they are not for you, there for Haygood." "Oh really, he's into ballet, never would have figured that," the conversation interrupted momentarily as he stood and shouted some loud cheer, along with several thousand other people, he sat back to his seat, "Ballet, huh?" Tuck changed his phone in to the call mode and hit the call button, instantly connecting him to Mrs. Getty. "Hi Mrs. Getty, I hope I am not disturbing your day in any way." "No dear, not at all. Are you enjoying the baseball game?" "Lots of fun, yes," Tuck added looking over at Jake giving a high five to several of the suite guests to include Haygood. "Wonderful, dear. Susan told me of the cute outfit she got for the game. Take a picture for me." "My pleasure, Mrs. Getty." "How can I be of assistance to you sweet boy?" Tuck blushed. "Do you know Haygood Sullivan?" "Why yes I do, lovely gentleman and his wife Silvia and I are friends, we have a play date I think next week. A number of old friends, I have arranged for a high tea, with all the goodies, cucumber sandwiches, pastries and more, you will have to come." "Mrs. Getty how kind, but no, I would just be in the way." "Nonsense, it's decided. You will, I will let Susan know of the special day. It will be wonderful having you on my arm." Tuck could tell the discussion had ended, he just wondered what Debra would have for him to wear. "But you met Haygood, wonderful. So was he entranced, I bet he wanted to steal you five minutes after meeting you, I am not mistaken, am I," she laughed. "Yes in fact he did," Tuck giggled still thinking of the compliment that Haygood had shared. "More money I am sure, how much more, dear" "Mrs. Getty that's not important. I told him I was very happy where I was and I had such great support." "And love you to dear." she said quite softly, "but tell me how much dear, he's always about money and I have lost too many to that wolf." Tuck smiled knowing that no money was actually stated, "He just said double whatever I was making." "The stinker, not even a number. We

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“I’m sorry Toman in almost all cases it is true that ghosts cannot exist on this plain. In certain cases when a death is so horrific and quick the essence of a person can latch on to another. In this case it was father. I thank you father for holding us as long as you have. I know it has taken a supreme effort on your part.” “We?” I almost shouted. “What in the hell do you mean we?” Even as I watched another weaker apparition appeared. “NO!” I almost screamed as I took off running. I felt...

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Toman of the Cherokee 10

  Naci and I had been here almost the whole time after our narrow escape. I had finally started trying to strengthen Naci though it was slow going. She had power there was no doubt about that. It was just that her defenses were so weak. Plus there was the fact that she was so untrained in most defensive tactics.    I sighed as I had Naci again try to stop a bolt I sent at her. Shaking my head I saw that she held it great at first. Then she seemed to lose her resolve a few minutes later. A...

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Toman of the Cherokee 16

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Finally we exited the portal landing a lot softer than we had in all the previous landings. Smiling at Naci when we landed she kissed me then went to set up the camp. Waving a hand a chair appeared before me as I stretched out my hands projecting the bubble to hide...

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Toman of the Cherokee 5

  I stared at the mage with an opened mouth though I wasn't about to drop my defense, no I knew better. I had done that with the only friend I'd had in school when he tried to take what he could from me. This of course seriously pissed me off. The end results being that he was dead I was alive and the entire council was now after me and Pops.   I looked hard at the mage before me, I could actually feel his power damn how in the hell was I keeping him at bay. Shit this one had serious...

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Toman of the Cherokee 21

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton __________________________ Morganna's sobs were almost the only sound in the clearing next to Mordaf's village. How could this be possible? Merlin was far more powerful than any other mage she'd ever seen. The only exception was Toman, though...

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 8

“WHAT?!!! I thought it was a trick!” I said as the apparition of my mother stared at me... “I’m sorry Toman in almost all cases it is true that ghosts cannot exist on this plain. In certain cases when a death is so horrific and quick the essence of a person can latch on to another. In this case it was father. I thank you father for holding us as long as you have. I know it has taken a supreme effort on your part.” “We?” I almost shouted. “What in the hell do you mean we?” Even as I watched...

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Toman of the Cherokee 3

  I heard Pops in my head. Pops told me.   I was almost shouting at him in my mind.    Just then I heard more movement down the trail. Moving back I soon saw several younger males moving toward the village. One in particular drew my attention, Malak with his one arm in a sling. Moving past only a few gave me a heated look, though Malak's could have melted metal.   Stopping before me he growled, "You will regret not killing me outsider! Your days here are numbered I shall make...

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Toman of the Cherokee 22

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Toman of the Cherokee 11

I had just started to make enchanted motions in the air as several glyphs appeared. Nodding I tried to push more power into them as the glyphs grew brighter. Panting I was crawling as fast as I could toward the opening, just a little more and then they would be safe again! “Toman!” Damn if that didn’t sound like Naci. Good she’d follow me. Again I pushed as hard as I could, but suddenly feeling a sticky wetness on my leg. Looking down I smiled; I was bleeding again, at least I knew I was...

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Toman of the Cherokee 9

  "Before I go Pops I thought I might do something to help these people." I told all of them. Concentrating I stretched out feeling the bubble then I felt it as it started to expand toward the village. Within moments I felt it start to spread over the entire village then beyond to the other side.   Pops shook his head as he felt that the bubble was as strong as before. "Well done Toman! This should help to hide all four of us."   Merlin was nodding also, "remember Toman the third...

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Toman of the Cherokee 60

  "You wondering how they are going to justify sending a hunter?" I heard pops breaking my train of thought. "Yeah pops that had occurred to me. We are going to have to leave Pops; I can't endanger the rest of the tribe like this." I told him a little afraid that the hunter would kill everyone just to get to me.   Shaking his head Pops started to chuckle a moment. "Really Pops I fail to see what is so damn funny!" I yelled at him.   "Toman you have far more control than your...

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 9

Naci and I emerged from the Teepee that Pops and I had shared. Making our way out of the village towards the bubble, we entered seeing Pops, Merlin, Mordaf (aka Tall Bear) and my mother. “Before I go Pops I thought I might do something to help these people.” I told all of them. Concentrating I stretched out feeling the bubble then I felt it as it started to expand toward the village. Within moments I felt it start to spread over the entire village then beyond to the other side. Pops shook...

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Toman of the Cherokee EPILOGUE

It was then that Naci told me about what she had done, herself. I had been very deeply unconscious, when her want for me overshadowed rational thought. She had taken her clothes off, impaling herself upon me. Here I had thought all this time it had just been a strange dream. Naci shook her head no. "I had wanted you so badly up to that point. My desire for you was growing larger each day. It got to the point that day that I knew I wouldn't make it past the end of the day. You were so...

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Toman of the Cherokee 40

  Sitting there a few more moments I started to get out of bed when the room started to slightly spin. Catching the wall I slowly sank to the ground with a groan. A moment later Atohi's head popped in the opening of the teepee.   "I thought it would be far longer before you would be up." Atohi said as he came and sat beside me. "I was going to wait 'til you were awake, feeling better. Malak's father cut you pretty bad."   I nodded as it appeared that Atohi was a little nervous...

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The shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 10

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 11

Slowly ever so slowly I felt consciousness begin to flow into my mind. I suddenly sat up with a start; we were back in the time of the people I had left! Again I struggled as I tried to get off the bed falling to the floor with a thud. I heard a female voice scream as I tried again and again to rise off the floor. Damn it! I had to leave I couldn’t endanger these people! I had just started to make enchanted motions in the air as several glyphs appeared. Nodding I tried to push more power...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 8

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Toman of the Cherokee 7

  "Now we can talk, though I am unsure of why you are here." Merlin stated.   Sighing I nodded, "I was told that you were the only one that could help me. You see I am a wild magic user." I saw Merlin's eyes go wide then he nodded as he extended a hand toward me.   "Ah! You're Tollan and Drenna's son! A fine pair of mages!" Merlin said then suddenly his face twisted into a mask of rage. "How dare they!" With a sigh Merlin shook his head. "I am afraid that I cannot leave here...

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Toman of the Cherokee 23

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton _________________________ "I need all of you out here right now!" Ukobach was growling as he concentrated. "We can end the last obstacle to the council ruling the magic dimension forever!" I looked at Ukobach, almost feeling sorry for him, almost....

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Toman of the Cherokee 20

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton __________________________ I could barely believe what I was hearing. She wanted my help? Shaking my head I was still staring at her in disbelief. Letting out a huge sigh I reached out feeling all the spells and curses on her. Then my eyes shot open when I felt...

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Toman of the Cherokee 14

------------------ Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ------------------------------------------- I was still going over our last action when Naci walked to me with a plate of food. "Here husband, you need to keep up your strength if we are to succeed." Then with a wry smile she continued. "Besides if we are to start a family one day, you will need to be in your best shape." I was startled a moment...

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Toman of the Cherokee 2

"What in the hell do you mean you are pledged to marry me when you are of age?! I made no such damn pledge! I have half a mind to--" It was at that moment that I noticed that Naci was starting to cry. Ah crap that's all I need a weepy female! "What in the hell is wrong!" I almost shouted my frustration getting the best of me. This of course made Naci cringe and withdraw away from me. "You do not wish to be pledged to me? You wish to dishonor me and my father like this? I would be...

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Toman of the Cherokee 17

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ukobach was cursing even harder, what were those idiots doing? More than half of the guard corps was destroyed. Almost all of the hunters were dead or missing. Scratching his chin he thought of calling a...

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Toman of the Cherokee 13

------------------ Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ----------------------------------------- Lying down for the night I was awake for a while as several ideas were floating through my mind. Obviously I was going to have to change tactics. With all I did I didn't really think that any of the tricks I had pulled would really fool any of them much longer. Reaching out I once again made sure that all...

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  I can only hope to be that powerful one day, though from what my grandfather said I will. Compared to what Merlin was I am weak though I have a secret that I know a lot of other mages would kill to know. Looking at the smoke I nodded, as a matter of fact a few had already tried, as many had been trying for centuries.   It appears that I got a little far into my cups one night at the mage academy. You know a school for mages. I opened my mouth about an ability I had and, that was the day I...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 13

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Toman of the Cherokee 18

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton ---------------------------------------- I was at full power in less than a second with Naci close behind. "I could kill you with no problem Rigal. You are within my magical boundaries; you obviously have no desire to live much longer." I was...

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Toman of the Cherokee 15

Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This time as we came out of the portal at an alarming speed I was actually trying to turn us. With a smile I saw that I had made it as we both landed with a hard thud. Naci was on top of me with a shocked look on her face. The force of the landing with her...

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 3

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 22

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