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The Silver Knights organization was growing far beyond the original group of a few kids who were just having fun. Ed Smith suggested that it would be prudent for the Silver Knights to incorporate into a non-profit service organization. As a lawyer, he was happy to donate the time and effort to make this happen. Before long, they were The Silver Knights, Inc. John was president, Mary was CFO, and a couple of other jobs were taken by parents so that they satisfied all of the state’s legal requirements.
The main advantage of this maneuver was to protect the kids even further from frivolous law suits in case some accident should happen. Nobody was expecting trouble, but everybody wanted the kids’ asses to be covered if something did happen. There was no change as far as the kids were concerned, but the City of Silver River did sign a contract with The Silver Knights, Inc.
This was a year of no hurricanes to visit Silver River, so the kids were relieved of that chore. They decided to continue their street patrols after school and on weekends until the weather made that impractical. There were now 31 pairs of kids patrolling the city, and there were Black members of the Silver Knights. Unfortunately, the Black community was divided on whether or not to support the Black kids who were members of the Silver Knights.
Very quickly, the Black kids had been accepted by the White kids, and there was no detectable friction between Blacks and Whites within the organization. By deliberate action, the kids were assigned at random to a patrolling duo, so a pair was often made up of one Black kid and one White kid. The only exception to that purely random scheme of selecting partners to patrol was that there was at least one person who was qualified to use the baton.
This was made necessary because of the increase in the number of kids forming gangs and pushing drugs. Drug use was strictly forbidden among the Silver Knights, even when “off duty,” and the kids were adamant in enforcing the rule. Only one kid had been found in violation of the rule against drugs, and she had been dumped from membership so fast that she barely knew what hit her. She was reinstated a year later when she was able to prove that she was clean and sober.
Of course, many of the Black kids were accused by Black non-members of “selling out” to the Honky Establishment. No Black kid ever quit the Silver Knights over this accusation, but there were some fierce fights. The problems usually developed when a patrolling pair consisted of what the Silver Knights called a B&W among themselves. The B&W referred to a Black kid and a White kid in the duo. The problem usually was that a rock or brick-bat was thrown at the pair as they were riding past some convenient cover.
Alvin took it upon himself to try to come up with a suitable defense against the thrown rocks, etc. He came up with a loose-fitting cuirass made of PVC sheet about 0.125” thick. This was thick enough to keep a thrown rock or brick-bat from causing a serious injury, though there was no question that the wearer of the armor had been hit. Even a .22 caliber bullet could penetrate the armor, but there was no money for that kind of body armor. Nevertheless, the cuirass would stop a knife or club, so it was plenty adequate for the job at hand.
The PVC armor was spray painted with aluminum paint to match the helmets, and now the Silver Knights were truly “knights in shining armor.” The SKs loved the new armor and the civilians were duly impressed. Also, this did cut down on the number of cast stones because the target just laughed at the missile thrower.
The only armor left missing was protection from knives for the wrists and forearms. Alvin made up similar armor that functioned as bracers; it was painted with the same aluminum paint. No knife could penetrate a PVC bracer, so the kids were fully armored, and they did have chances to prove that against certain fools, usually drunken adults.
The kids in the Silver Knights were still not deemed old enough to make formal arrests, but they usually could subdue a miscreant long enough for a cop to arrive to make the legal arrest. So far, the worst anyone had been charged with had been assault (the threat) and attempted battery (the physical attack), and that was usually good enough for a fine and a few weeks in jail.
The first real incident in this regard was backwards from what anyone had expected. Late one Saturday afternoon while on their way home from their last patrol, Rory Mason (Black) and Jake Hudson (White) were taking a shortcut through a nearly empty parking lot when they came across three rather large Black men beating on a Black policeman.
In this case, the three civilians and the Cop had also been using the parking lot as a shortcut. The cop was not walking with the other three men, but one of the Black men made a nasty comment about the Black cop and how he was a traitor to his kind. The Black cop took exception to the remark, and the three men jumped him.
Two of the men were holding the cop’s arms while the third man was pounding his fists on the cop’s gut. The cop was already sagging toward the ground when the altercation was noticed by Jake and Rory. They were both recent graduates of the baton course, so they naturally feared nothing.
They rushed to the aid of the cop. Both SKs were on their bicycles, so it only took seconds for them to reach the beating. Jake called 911 for backup as he had been taught to do, and Rory yelled, “STOP THAT RIGHT NOW! WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS AGAINST THE LAW!”
One of the men holding the cop yelled back, “GO FUCK YOURSELF, YOU HONKY LOVER!”
The other one yelled, “YOU BETTER RUN! I’LL MAKE YOU SUCK MY DICK IF I CATCH YOU!”
Jake drew his baton in preparation for defending his partner. Rory drew his baton, too, as the two prepared to attack the three adults beating on the cop. That was enough to make the men drop the cop and turn on the SKs. All three pulled vicious looking knives and lunged at the two boys. Rory and Jake turned back-to-back and were ready to fight.
They were wearing their full armor, including the bracers, so they were not afraid of the three men lunging at them. For some reason, possibly race again, two of the men went after Rory and one charged Jake.
The man foolishly made a sweeping swing at Jake with his knife, and Jake had no trouble blocking that swing with his left arm protected by a bracer. It would have been a serious mistake if the bracer had not been there, because the blade of the knife hit the bracer with the cutting edge. The knife was pushed aside instead of on its path toward Jake’s abdomen. The cutting edge of the knife was remarkably sharp, and it cut into the PVC bracer for a short distance, but that distance was enough to hold the knife in place as Jake continued to push the knife aside.
His other hand was holding his baton, and that he jammed into the solar plexus of his assailant. The man reflexively bent over, and Jake followed up with the usual knee to the face. Naturally, the man’s nose was broken, but so was his lower jaw. Furthermore, the force of the blow to the face was almost enough to tear the man’s tongue from his mouth. The man fell to the ground and was obviously no further danger, so Jake turned to do what he could to help his friend.
Jake had sustained two attempted stabbings into his gut, but both had been foiled by the cuirass. There were two deep pits on the surface of the PVC armor, but no sign of penetration. The two men were coming in together at this point. One was aiming his knife high and the other was aiming low. If they struck, either could be a fatal wound.
Jake could see better what was going on, and he yelled, “RORY, YOU TAKE HIGH!” Jake’s thought as he bore in to help his friend was, “Thank God we practiced this in class.” Jake swung down as hard as he could to strike the knife-arm with his baton. His intention was to shatter the wrist and force the knife aside before it could penetrate Rory’s groin. Unfortunately, he was only partly successful. The man with the knife was amazingly strong, and the knife was not deflected as far as Jake had hoped.
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****************************** *** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** Author’s note: Thanks to all for your kind words regarding the continuation of the Silver series, your comments were greatly appreciated! And so we continue with the romantic series with Silver 10 as Marlene and Michael continue their lives together. As I have always stated before, your comments are so very much appreciated! Please take the...
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****************************** *** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 08, the final chapter in the ‘Silver’ series. For those of you who are not familiar with this series, I urge you to please peruse the last page of Silver Pt. 07 first, since it is the prelude to this series ending chapter. We continue after Michael’s...
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Jacob Scott stared at his desk. Not so much at it as through it. He couldn't believe she was gone. It had been a week and he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. Chelsea had left him. "I'm sorry, Jacob," she had said, standing by the door with the last of her belongings in a small bag. He had come home to find she'd moved nearly all of her things out while he was at work. As he stood there, dumbfounded, she'd continued. "It just isn't working. I want different things than you do,...
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*** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 2 in the ‘Silver’ series. I urge you to please read, or at least, peruse the pages of, ‘Silver Pt. 01’ before reading the story below in order to get a better understanding of the characters. This story is fiction, but, it does contain versions of sexual experiences that I have shared...
****************************** *** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 04 in the ‘Silver’ series. I urge you to please peruse the pages of, ‘Silver Pt. 03.’ This story is fiction, but, it does contain versions of sexual experiences that I have shared with lovers throughout my life. I welcome all of you to vote, comment,...
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*** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 3 in the ‘Silver’ series. I urge you to please read, or at least, peruse the pages of, ‘Silver Pt. 01 and 02’ before reading the story below in order to get a better understanding of the characters. This story is fiction, but, it does contain versions of sexual experiences that I have...
****************************** *** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 05 in the ‘Silver’ series. I urge you to please peruse the pages of, ‘Silver Pt. 04.’ This story is fiction, but, it does contain versions of sexual experiences that I have shared with lovers throughout my life. I welcome all of you to vote, comment,...
****************************** *** If you are under the age of 18 or are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please exit this story immediately *** This story is for adults only and contains content that is sexual in nature. This is part 07 in the ‘Silver’ series. I urge you to please read Silver Pt. 06 first, since it is the prelude to this chapter. We continue after Michael and Misty left Marlene’s mom’s house after asking for her daughter’s hand in marriage. *** A very special thanks...
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Silver, Blue & Gold Author’s note: This was one of my early stories, when I was still working on writing. Well, I still am, but had more to learn at this point. I hope you like it, even though it’s a bit rough around the edges. Jacob Scott stared at his desk. He couldn’t believe she was gone. It had been a week and he still couldn’t wrap his mind around it. Chelsea had left him. ‘I’m sorry, Jacob,’ she had said, standing by the door with the last of her belongings in a small bag. He had...
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Mind ControlEnd of Part 1: With our hormones sated, Erin drifted into my arms, laying her head against my chest as our naked bodies pressed against each other. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, and trust me, that’s how it felt, I encircled her with my arms, holding her close. Not willing to let her go. “I think I found the silver lining of my break up.” I was comfortable. Very comfortable. We lay there together for an hour or so, talking softly, nothing too deep. Just inconsequential...
Incest"Who was she?" Chelsea asked after Molly had gone. "A friend," Jake said shortly. It was all he could do not to run after her. God, how could this have happened? He had no idea what to do. Well, he decided, Molly was gone and probably needed time to calm down. So for now, he would deal with Chelsea. "A good friend?" Chelsea raised an eyebrow. "What did you want to talk about?" Jake went into the kitchen. "I wanted to talk about us, Jacob," Chelsea said. He pulled out a beer, offered her...
Love StoriesNow this is the way to watch a movie, Jake thought. He sat on Molly's couch and she was curled up next to him. His arm was around her shoulders, and if he leaned his head down just a little, he could smell the light, airy scent of her shampoo. The lights were dimmed to make it easier to see the screen. He hadn't cared about the movie, he realized. He just didn’t want to stop being with Molly. Everything about the day had just been so much better than he'd expected, he couldn't bear to see it...
Love StoriesMolly had a great time with Maddy and her friends, Ginger and Sharon. She hadn’t had a girls' night of any kind in forever, and they all got along famously. Not a lot of jewelry got made, but they had a blast anyway, and made tentative plans to do it again. “Oh, that was fun,” Molly said with a happy sigh as she helped Maddy clear away the dishes. “I haven’t done anything like that in so long.” “Really?” said Maddy. “That’s too bad.” She picked up a tray with the decimated remains of a cheese...
Love Stories"So, what do you do?" Jake asked as they walked. It was a nice late summer night. The temperature had dropped slightly and the humidity was low. A slight breeze fanned through Molly's hair. "Me?" Molly asked. "I'm, um, I'm a nurse." She managed not to say that it was a choice her family had not supported. It didn’t seem fair to lay that on him when they'd only just met. "No kidding?" Jake asked. "In a doctor's office or at the hospital?" "The hospital," she said. "I'm scheduled to start in a...
Love StoriesI met Maggie while doing work for a senior citizen couple Donna and Tom. We were introduced and she winked at me.There was some thing about her even though I knew she was much older than me.Maggie has silver short typical old lady hair.Her face told me she had to be in her mid 70's but her body didn't.She was wearing tight jeans and has a nice shaped ass.Her blouse was a little tight which showed a pretty nice set of tits.She looked to be in very good shape.She also seemed to be a very...