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WOW! What I wouldn't give to get my paws on that puppy! Awesome!
I don't know how the heck he did it, but I noticed the stop combinations changing almost "automatically", at certain points, without him touching them. I want to know that secret!
And, though the church organs I was fortunate to get to "maul" had bells/chimes, they didn't have cymbals/percussion!
I find it rather amusing we're talking about ORGANS (the PIPE kind) in the middle, or near the end, of a story featuring Organs of the "Skin Flute" variety!
Though I'm not looking forward to the "resolution" of "Swim Team", which I wish would go on forever, I do understand wanting to bring it to conclusion.
Now, if only I could see wrapping up my own tale. Sometimes the characters don't want to demure!
I'm looking forward to your success (sort of)! In the mean time, eagerly awaiting as much MORE as we can get!
All the more reasons to ... No Matter What ...
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
That's a great rendition.
I noticed what I assumed were programmable stops, too - is that what it is - one touch - maybe with the feet?
I noticed what I assumed were programmable stops, too - is that what it is - one touch - maybe with the feet?
WOW! What I wouldn't give to get my paws on that puppy! Awesome!
I don't know how the heck he did it, but I noticed the stop combinations changing almost "automatically", at certain points, without him touching them. I want to know that secret!
Good question! Kyanimal, I think the organists at the various churches you played at must have told you to stay away from the pistons/toe studs on pain of death!
Don is correct. Not all pistons are created equal. Older organs usually had a combination of preset pistons and programmable pistons to operate stops or groups of stops. Nowadays computers have simplified the whole process while giving the organist unheard of flexibility and ease of setup. Relays and pneumatic controls gave way to logic boards and finally a console control computer.
The console control computer (CCC) controls all of the functions found on an organ console. It reduces the complexity of pipe organs by eliminating all traditional coupler relays, or diode couplers, replacing them with electronic action, while providing full combination action, keying, and coupling functions. In particular, the wiring between the organ console and chambers is reduced to a single 6-pair cable! The numerous features of the CCC make it an extremely flexible system, easily accomodating any type of organ - even multiple console installations.
General and Divisional pistons, Cancels, Coupler Reversibles, Manual-to-Pedal Piston Couplers, Lighted-Reversible pistons (for special control functions such as Zimbelstern, etc.) and any other special functions that can be logically defined. It has multiple lockable memories, multiple programmable Sforzandos (Full Organ), Ventil reversibles, a programmable Registration Sequencer (with numeric display), and a multi-memory programmable Crescendo pedal (with numeric display). 128 pistons, 192 stops, 4 manuals plus pedals, and 5 expressionshoes, can be accommodated without any add-on expansion boards. Combinations and set-up data are stored in non-volatile memory (no battery back-up) to retain data. Many functions (such as specific stops affected by a Ventil or by a Divisional piston) can be configured (by the organist or organbuilder) directly from the console.
Don, the reason a massive registration change happened was not magic; it was likely a general programmable piston or more likely a toe stud which duplicates the action of a specific general combination piston (affecting all manuals, couplers and pedal stops) not to be confused with reversible manual to pedal toe studs like Great to Pedal 16'. There's a big stop change at 1:26 and 1:31. The 1st is a thumb piston. His fingers move so fast it's hard to describe what he did. Notice he doesn't have the score in front of him. To further complicate things, theatre organs normally have "second touch" so when the organist wants to add a beat to whatever he is playing, he need only press harder on the keys so they extend to a second set of contacts perhaps with a post horn or trumpet selected. Keeps the audience awake too.
Other pistons can change the programmed pistons in a sequence the organist has set for a particular piece he/she is playing, e.g. up to the next setting or back to the last setting. Naturally there is a dedicated SET button used for telling the organ each stop you want in a particular combination, on the left end of a keyboard. There is another marked ƒƒƒ, Tutti or Sforz for full organ placed well away from other pistons for obvious reasons! Most new organs have a transposer operated by a knob or up and down pistons for moving up a key like from F to F#. Organ makers learned some time ago that not every person seated at the bench can change keys without even thinking about it. It comes in handy if the congregation has trouble with the range of the key the music is written in.
Ken Double, President of A.T.O.S. plays the Mighty Mo at the Fox in Atlanta, explains 17 simultaneous brain functions needed to play one of these monsters.
Give a listen!
Jelani Eddington on a 4 manual Wurlitzer in a Baptist church. Kyanimal, you should have kept at it!
This is a great explanation of how a theatre organ works. 23 minutes
Sorry guys, one more bit of homework, then we can have a soak in the hot tub with the swim team.
Talk about the wrong night to get home late!
p.s. just found out we're looking at ! $100K in repairs/upgrades for our modest electro-mechanical organ at church.
p.s. just found out we're looking at ! $100K in repairs/upgrades for our modest electro-mechanical organ at church.
Do you have any info on the organ? What will they do for $100K?
That is why virtual organs are becoming very popular. If the console is either fairly new or recently replaced, it has most of what you need to build a Hauptwerk virtual pipe organ. If some of the pipe stops are in good shape, the console controller can make them play as well. As long as the amplifiers and speaker systems don't get cheaped out, they can sound very good.
Re. The Bridgewater Organ, I noticed I got a shout out at around 5:13 lol
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WOW! I'm overwhelmed and completely astounded! Even with the limited instruments that I had the joy to "mess with", I had NO idea what I was so privileged to have such access to!
Unlike the piano, I did not have any "formal" instruction with the organ. I was basically left to discover whatever I ran across. So, no, though I likely "tested" those buttons, I was not fully aware of presets.
The only time I played the organ, for a church service, was my own rendition of "Aquarius" (Let the Sunshine In).
I am so envious of your extended knowledge of such wonder, Sheep!
THANK YOU! for expanding our awareness!
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
Unlike the piano, I did not have any "formal" instruction with the organ. I was basically left to discover whatever I ran across. So, no, though I likely "tested" those buttons, I was not fully aware of presets.
The only time I played the organ, for a church service, was my own rendition of "Aquarius" (Let the Sunshine In).
I am so envious of your extended knowledge of such wonder, Sheep!
THANK YOU! for expanding our awareness!
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
Sheep,
Was just a brief discussion - it does involve replacing the 1938? electro-mechanical system with the electronics.
We've discussed moving it - it was placed by a select few who didn't consult with the rest of us.
In order to lengthen the connecting cable between the console and the organ, we're looking at $100/ foot, from zero start point, since you can't simply add on to the wire bundle.
It's not a large one by any stretch.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/99858791@N06/21203647199/in/album-72157656257123913/
Maybe this will let you see a bit more - the wood frame for the pipes was designed/built by some parishioners.
Flickr is letting me click on the picture to zoom, move around, so maybe you can tell something by the console.
Was just a brief discussion - it does involve replacing the 1938? electro-mechanical system with the electronics.
We've discussed moving it - it was placed by a select few who didn't consult with the rest of us.
In order to lengthen the connecting cable between the console and the organ, we're looking at $100/ foot, from zero start point, since you can't simply add on to the wire bundle.
It's not a large one by any stretch.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/99858791@N06/21203647199/in/album-72157656257123913/
Maybe this will let you see a bit more - the wood frame for the pipes was designed/built by some parishioners.
Flickr is letting me click on the picture to zoom, move around, so maybe you can tell something by the console.
Sheep,
Here is a musical that is headed your way - in Toronto at a Mirvish Theatre to be announced from November 15 through January 1, 2017.
We were fortunate enough to see it in San Diego at its penultimate performance there.
It is fantastic.
http://www.broadway.com/buzz/183845/...n-spring-2017/
If you can fit it into your schedule, I hope you do. You won't regret it.
It is the story of what happened to the town of Gander, Newfoundland on 11 September 2001 and the following several days, as they small, sleepy town with the big ass airport saw their population about double, compliments of the 38 transatlantic jets that were diverted there when US Air Space was closed following the attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the aborted attempt that crashed in a field in Pennsylvania.
It is a tightly choreographed musical with no intermission and minimalist set/props. Nothing to get in the way of the story.
You will laugh one moment and cry the next.
Bob Hallet of Great Big Sea is the Newfoundland Music Consultant to the play.
Here is a musical that is headed your way - in Toronto at a Mirvish Theatre to be announced from November 15 through January 1, 2017.
We were fortunate enough to see it in San Diego at its penultimate performance there.
It is fantastic.
http://www.broadway.com/buzz/183845/...n-spring-2017/
If you can fit it into your schedule, I hope you do. You won't regret it.
It is the story of what happened to the town of Gander, Newfoundland on 11 September 2001 and the following several days, as they small, sleepy town with the big ass airport saw their population about double, compliments of the 38 transatlantic jets that were diverted there when US Air Space was closed following the attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the aborted attempt that crashed in a field in Pennsylvania.
It is a tightly choreographed musical with no intermission and minimalist set/props. Nothing to get in the way of the story.
You will laugh one moment and cry the next.
Bob Hallet of Great Big Sea is the Newfoundland Music Consultant to the play.
Don:
Thanks for the info. I haven't been to Toronto in years. The link doesn't work here, but I couldn't sit through a play or any program for that matter. I might make an exception for Gert van Hoef of the Netherlands or Xaver Varnus of Hungary if they were to do a recital in the city if I could get an end seat on a pew at the back so I could stand periodically providing I had someone to take me there. Toronto traffic was almost too much for me 6 years ago.
As you know I have chapter 85 complete but can't post it at least until 86 is completed. I've spent so much research time to get it right making it slow writing. I have about 1/2 chapter done. The readers who wanted more detail should be happy. After writing 1.9 million characters, I don't want to compromise the story by rushing the final 100,000 or so.
Time for bed. I'll be back writing by 8:30 tomorrow. Need. Sleep.
Don:
Thanks for the info. I haven't been to Toronto in years. The link doesn't work here, but I couldn't sit through a play or any program for that matter. I might make an exception for Gert van Hoef of the Netherlands or Xaver Varnus of Hungary if they were to do a recital in the city if I could get an end seat on a pew at the back so I could stand periodically providing I had someone to take me there. Toronto traffic was almost too much for me 6 years ago.
As you know I have chapter 85 complete but can't post it at least until 86 is completed. I've spent so much research time to get it right making it slow writing. I have about 1/2 chapter done. The readers who wanted more detail should be happy. After writing 1.9 million characters, I don't want to compromise the story by rushing the final 100,000 or so.
Time for bed. I'll be back writing by 8:30 tomorrow. Need. Sleep.
2lennyzanda
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I have no idea where this post will appear either at the end, middle, beginning "fuck knows" but i have sent some PM's to Sheep in regards to this story and how well it has been written and that I read it as often as I can. and Cum lots (for an old bloke). Anyways I am an Aussie and can relate to how the langauge is at times difficult to understand but the story is doing it justice, "Fair Dinkum".
keep up the great work Sheep and keep me hard. Oh I almost forgot to say hi to all the other readers and those that have commented. I am new to JUB so feel free to say hi or even better add me as a friend. I don't bite unless asked too.
keep up the great work Sheep and keep me hard. Oh I almost forgot to say hi to all the other readers and those that have commented. I am new to JUB so feel free to say hi or even better add me as a friend. I don't bite unless asked too.
Thanks for the nice comment. The cheque is in the mail. haha I have an aussie friend who checks the slang or offers alternatives. OMG, sometimes I think he is pulling my leg. He is str8 but out of curiosity he read the novel. A few days later he confirmed that it "worked". His wife was out of town on business.
2lennyzanda
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Sheep,
It's rare that I get the chance to reply to the story, it's progress and the great writing that you are doing. I am at chapter 70 and fighting the urge to skip to the end. I have laughed and I have cried and of course I've been hard and cum lots. It must be extremely frustrating not to get feedback after you put in so much effort and hard work. Let me assure you that I for one appreciate it. I might be commenting in the wrong place so if I am forgive me, I'll throw another shrimp on the barbie mate and all will be good, washed down with a good few XXXX.
Please keep writing and I look forward to reading some more of your materiel. Cheers mate
It's rare that I get the chance to reply to the story, it's progress and the great writing that you are doing. I am at chapter 70 and fighting the urge to skip to the end. I have laughed and I have cried and of course I've been hard and cum lots. It must be extremely frustrating not to get feedback after you put in so much effort and hard work. Let me assure you that I for one appreciate it. I might be commenting in the wrong place so if I am forgive me, I'll throw another shrimp on the barbie mate and all will be good, washed down with a good few XXXX.
Please keep writing and I look forward to reading some more of your materiel. Cheers mate
Thank you for the comment. My readers have been quite supportive over the years. I realize there is only so much one can say before it becomes redundant. I also get comments and feedback by private message. I'm looking forward to reading this from beginning to end when I finish it. I was looking for information last night I needed for continuity and ended up reading from ch 44 to 51. I enjoyed it the same way you enjoy it -- laughing, crying, getting very turned on etc. When I get it finished I will sit down and have a nice cold Fourex with you!!. Shimp on the barbie? You must have big bickies! Take care mate. btw ch 85 is finished and I've almost completed 86.
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Chapter eighty-five
Previously:
“Let’s hang out in Scott’s library, try some Scotches, and pretend he is back with us and be naughty,” Vlad suggested.
A part bottle of an Islay single malt divided equally in four glasses that had a very little amount of water added to them.
“Here’s to his quick recovery,” Ryan said, holding his glass high.
“I don’t know what to think. It’s all very strange,” Vlad said, planting his face against Ryan’s broad shoulder.
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“Support him any way you can. Keep doing what you are doing because he really depends on you right now while he is getting better. Did you have faith when he was attempting to cure you of cancer? Has it gone away?” Ryan asked.
“Absolutely, I had no other option other than chemo which didn’t work in the past and made me sick. I made him promise not to make me go that route. Whatever he did, I believed everything he dug up, and I felt better every day. I don’t even think about it anymore except when I’m swallowing a mess of vitamin pills or that awful Noni juice. Anything that tastes that bad must be helping. If Scott believes it and I believe Scott, it’s all going to be fine. He is in a position of needing to believe in a dream and I think it will work out for him just fine. Let’s face it, so many lemons have been dumped on his life this year and he seems to be making lemonade. I’m betting the farm on Scott and will help him every possible way. I wish he was home right now because, Ryan I need to be double penetrated by the two of you,” Vlad said.
“Could I stand in for Scott, considering he can’t play at the moment?” Robb asked.
“And leave me out of the action? That’s not fair,” Brad said.
“Let’s all shower and go for a soak and play grabbies to get us in the mood, but we need to finish these drinks first. It almost feels like he is here with us.” Vlad said.
“That’s creepy,” Ryan said.
“Maybe I just want him to be back home.”
Ryan ran his fingers down Vlad’s long neck. Feeling his muscles knotted up, he began massaging the knots out to the sounds of soft sighs.
“You need to relax. You’ve been go go go since Friday. I’ll finish you off in the hot tub,” Ryan said.
After all the talk, the boys were as tight as they ever were, and very open to displays of affection. Jesse wasn’t there; furthermore his name didn’t come up. They all made an extra effort to get clean in the shower with their loft mates and Brad, the honorary member all soaping a finger just to make sure. They dried one another then went down to the hot tub where Ryan expanded his massaging beyond Vlad’s neck. Brad took the hint and copied Ryan’s action on Robb, getting a cooing sound as proof he was doing something right. Robb’s hands were within reach of thighs of three guys so he did some massaging of his own. Ryan became vertical which Vlad discovered by accident when he reached around and gave it a loving squeeze. Brad stood in front of Robb who opened his mouth which gave Ryan an idea, presenting himself first to Vlad for a minute then asked “who is next?” Everyone had everybody at least a couple of times.
“I want to be DP’d by everyone before sleep time. I miss Scott and need thickness to satisfy my ass in all possible combinations,” Vlad said.
They exited the hot tub, shut off the twinkly coloured LED lights, covered it, and ran up the stairs to the bedroom. The two staircases provided some out of the pool aerobics since they were each one storey. Ryan was the first to get Vlad ready. There was no time pressure. Everybody got their turn to lube and get lubed.
It was the perfect night. All the boys were very horny and really into each other. Tonight was more about the journey than arriving at the destination, consequently each trio lasted a short period of time, putting athleticism on the back burner for the time being. Vlad loved every second of it especially when the odd man out performed oral on him. He had a beatific smile on his face which created so much envy that the boys all wanted to do and be done the same way with everybody. There was no hurry but their cocks were telling a different version. Nevertheless, tonight was about expressing their unique flavour of love, polyamory.
Ryan looked everybody over when the action ended and giggled. It’s difficult to look at someone who has just had sex and take them seriously especially if they just received a facial. The laughter was contagious. Ryan scooped some of his own off Vlad’s face and licked his finger, then grabbed Vlad’s arm, and hauled him out of bed.
“Come on, I’ll give you another shower.”
Everybody needed another shower and got one with help from a friend after airing out the bedroom of its funky scent. When they returned to bed, Robb looked like he had seen a ghost.
“Robb what’s the matter?” Brad asked.
Robb grabbed Brad and pulled him into a nearby closet and closed the door.
“I smelled my brother! He must be on the roof. I know his body odour. I’m freaking out,” Robb whispered, barely containing his panic. “Get Vlad and Ryan!”
Brad killed the lights and escorted them into the closet.
“Robb thinks his brother might be on the roof because he can smell him. I wish Scott was here,” Brad said.
Vlad grabbed his phone off his dresser. “I’ll call him. If he is awake he will answer,” he said, while he fumbled in his bottom drawer, retrieving a baseball bat which he gave to Ryan as he phoned Scott.
“Glad you’re awake Scott. We have an emergency situation. We’ve had the bedroom windows open and Robb says he can smell his brother. What should we do...?”
“Where are you all?”
“We’re in my closet, and please no smart remarks,” Vlad said.
“Hold on a sec - be right back... Vlad, I have video surveillance all around the loft and on the roof, I’m looking it up online... hold on... he is outside the door to the roof - I think it’s him. Let me do a screen capture and email it to you... ok it’s on its way. Show it to Robb, find out if it’s his brother.”
“Ryan has a baseball bat.”
“Don’t be a hero. If it’s him I’ll call the police,” Scott told Vlad.
“The photo is downloading, stay with me...”
He showed Robb his phone, who was too petrified to even speak but had the look of someone going into shock.
“It’s...it’s him, Scott...”
“Hold on... dialing 911”
“911. What is your emergency?”
“I need the police. There is an intruder outside the bedroom who has committed rape on his brother. His roommates called me in the hospital. I’m monitoring him online on a CCTV network over the internet,” Scott said, after giving them his name and the address of the intrusion.
“Mr. Williams, the police are on the way. Please stay on the line and give me any additional information you think is important for the police,” the dispatcher said.
“There are four of my roommates on the top level North bedroom of PH1 hiding in a walk-in closet. The bedroom also has access from the roof of the building. Robb Armand previously told me about ongoing rape incidents by his brother and for his safety I moved him out of his family’s home this Summer and I recall the acrid scent of his brother. Apparently, he had opened the bedroom windows for some fresh air and when he returned to the room, he noticed his brother’s scent. Expecting this possibility, I had wireless security cameras installed and now have a video record. I’d appreciate if the police could arrive quietly and catch him. I can ask one of the boys to go to the lobby to open the door for the police,” Scott said.
“Stay on the line; I’ll pass this on to them.”
“Mr. Williams, the police are a few blocks away. Send someone to the lobby but not the brother of the perpetrator,” the dispatcher said.
“Hang on...”
“Put Ryan on... They need you to go to the lobby. Take the bat with you and a phone. The police will be there in a minute. The rest of you go to the library and lock yourselves in. Ryan, watch your back in case he comes back down before the police arrive. The fat kid is wearing a dark plaid shirt and jeans I think. If he comes at you, use the bat. Don’t let him get away. The knees would be a good target,” I chuckled.
“Scott, they just drove up with the lights off. I’m letting them in. We will go up to the bedroom when the elevator gets to our floor. Is he still out there?” Ryan asked.
“He lit a cigarette a few minutes ago. He goes to the window and looks in every few minutes.” Scott said.
“We are on the steps to the bedroom. Any change?”
“He’s moving over by the door. Be quiet!” Scott said.
“He is outside that door. I’ll duck into this closet,” Ryan said to the police.
With their tazers drawn, the officers crept silently to the door to the roof and quietly unlocked it. They watched as the door knob turned slowly. One officer made a gesture to the other, grabbed the door handle, and yanked the door open. The big kid fell into the room as the police shouted “freeze” in unison while their weapons pressed against his back.
“You’re under arrest,” the police officer screamed in a commanding voice to the terrified “big kid” who lost control of his bladder, adding a very large wet area down his pant leg that dwarfed the wet spot on the front.
The metallic ratchety “click, click” of the handcuffs encircling Robb’s half-brother’s wrists reverberated throughout the loft only to be enjoyed by Ryan and the police as the others were holed up in the soundproof library, on the floor, peeking at the monitor on Scott’s desk when they weren’t hiding under the desk. They knew it was safe. When they saw Robb’s half brother handcuffed, being escorted by two policemen down the hallway towards the elevator, they knew the drama was finally over. Robb had a wide smile on his face as he rubbed the top of the walnut desk with a reminiscing, far away look in his eyes. Vlad took off to make sure the front door was locked and to find Ryan.
“You have an unusual look on your face Robb. What’s on your mind?” Brad asked.
“I guess I can connect the dots for you. Firstly, you must have gathered the significance of seeing my brother, my biggest fear in the whole world, being carted off, by the cops, cuffed...”
“Yeah, I guess...”
“Well, there’s more. What you don’t know is that I contemplated suicide because of what he was doing to me against my will. I don’t know how to explain the fluke that made me go swimming at the university in the Summer, the same day that Scott decided to go swimming there. Neither of us had been to the pool this Summer. As fate would dictate, we both ended up in a quiet and very private corner of the locker room. Scott was always nice to me and I guess I was kinda crushing on him too as discretely as I could. Anyway we both started talking, undressing, staring at the parts our Speedo’s usually covered, and we both got hard. Scott was a virgin, I was horny and we fooled around, and sucked each other, kissed, I rimmed him, he sucked me like a milking machine and I blew a huge load in his mouth. I warned him but he kept sucking. We traded a few mouthfuls, I scooped up some leftovers and stuck my finger up his bum and gave his prostate a massage and sucked him until he was ready to blow. I’m not sure exactly the sequence of events but after he came, I came again over his cock. He was so sweet. He held me in his arms, kissed me, and to make a very long story short, we washed each other, then swam for an hour or so, then I told him I had a card from a news editor at home. I told him about the rapes. He was shocked and moved me out and into his house.”
“And then, were there more dots?” Brad asked.
“Yes indeedy. He took me to his cottage for a very romantic weekend, introduced me to his bestie, James, had a three way, I took Scott’s cherry which was great. He asked me to move in with him into this loft, I accepted naturally. I was totally awestruck by Scott and desperately wanted to be his lover but was watching how he interacted with James, who he had known since they were kids. They were joined at the hip. One would finish the other’s sentences. They reminisced, looked at each other with hungry eyes. The first night at his cottage we slept together in a double bed, holding each other, woke up uncovered with morning wood and James peering in the doorway. I was afraid I’d be regarded as “the other woman” by James, but Scott fessed up, James was cool with it, and that night we had the 3way after which James told us both that he was a virgin up to that point, to Scott’s surprise.”
“So I didn’t get the exclusive with Scott I hoped for, but the polyamory that developed was sensational, obviously from a sex standpoint but also for emotional support. A couple of days later Scott and I met Jesse and Vlad at the U of T pool because Coach wanted me to check them out for possible additions to the swim team. As luck would have it, they became loftmates too, as well as Scott and James’s friend, Danny. Everything worked fine but one Saturday Scott took Jesse out for a photo shoot and they came back a couple of hours later as lovers. I was crushed--wanted to run away, but I gave myself a kick in the ass. Scott and I wanted to do it with me as bottom, but Scott wouldn’t do it because he said he saw fear in my eyes. I hated bottoming because of my brother’s attacks but really wanted it to happen with Scott even though he was about the thickest I’d seen.”
“Is this where the dots get connected?” Brad asked anxiously.
“Exactly. See this beautiful leather topped executive desk that I’ve been stroking fondly?” It was in Scott’s house. He got up during the night to work on drawings for the loft. I was getting impatient, trying to jerk it, and finally I got up, grabbed a big towel and some lube and tip-toed to the library where Scott was doing drawings on his Mac. I laid the essentials on the desk, put my arms around him and told him I knew he loved Jesse and I was fine with that, and that when I watched Scott fuck Jesse, I could almost feel his massive cock inside me. I wasn’t jealous but told him I loved him and was sure he loved me too. I told him I wanted him to take me, to love me, and told him I had a lot of respect for him because he waited to do it until he was sure that I was sure the time was right.”
“I gather this desk had something to do with it?”
“Bingo! I removed his laptop case from the desk, spread out the towel, handed him the lube and told him that every time he worked at the desk he might faintly recall our sex and remember how lovely it was, and it was so special. I’ve never been loved so beautifully, completely, and fully. I even talked dirty to make sure it was as good as possible for him too. I didn’t want him holding anything back. It was important for me to give him the best love-making and sex of his life,” Robb said.
“I get it Robb. Scott gave you the best he could and you returned it in a special place for him, which became the ultimate safe room built by Scott to protect you if for some reason he wasn’t able to protect you himself. Also it figures he almost died due to the negligence and jealousy of the guy he thought he loved. Where will you take it now, or will you just try to be supportive and hope he notices you more?” Brad asked.
“I don’t want to screw up any friendships. I know every guy here idolizes Scott in their own way. He does things in the background. I think it’s really obvious that he had that video surveillance installed to protect me. I don’t know if I should thank him or let it go for fear of embarrassing him. I think he is buying me a keyboard to practice on. He knows I don’t have the money to buy something like that, even though it will be very convenient for practice.”
“Now, are you okay with Danny and me? I love him in case you haven’t noticed. Lovemaking with him is unbelievable. We are versatile if you can fathom that after all the arguments we had last year about who would bottom. I don’t know who his teacher was but he was a good teacher,” Brad said.
“It was Scott, naturally. They had a long term curiosity so when Danny showed up at the cottage one day, his cock was in Scott’s mouth in a few minutes. What an operator! Like he says, “better blatant than latent. They were using the multi-coloured beach towels on the dock, like a really big gay flag. I think he was added to the loft decadents the same weekend,” Robb said.
Vlad flung the library door open and came in with Ryan.
“I was hollering to see if the coast was clear, but I guess you guys didn’t hear me,” Ryan said.
“I naturally checked the closet first, and there he was,” Vlad chuckled.
“Take this card, Robb. They have taken him to the station for processing and then to jail but they need you to make a statement, and fill out a restraining order. But first, this,” Vlad said, as he and Ryan gave Robb a long, tight hug. “I guess it’s all over now, and you can get on with your life.”
“Wait, who is speaking to Scott? I guess I hung up on him when I went back into Vlad’s closet. Damn, I’ll call him,” Ryan said, as he pulled the phone from his pocket.
“Well done, Ryan. Did you use the bat? I just saw Robb’s brother attempting to break in then there was a flash of light and he literally flew into the bedroom. Next I saw him on the hallway camera being escorted in cuffs by two big cops. So what happens now?” Scott asked.
“I’ll let you talk to Vlad.”
“Hey Scott, they left a card and asked for Robb to call and come to the station for an interview and to make a statement tomorrow. We are just helping him de-stress right now. Did you want to talk to him?”
“In a minute but first I need you to burn a DVD on the computer. Look for the log file on the cctv application. It’ll be in the folder. You can sort by camera and probably the “roof cam” will be the only one you need to review. The log lists the date and time. Any time that cam detected motion there’ll be a log entry so just click on the first one. If it’s just a bird flying past, ignore it and go on to the next. When you see one with him in the picture, press the “copy” button. The recording will show the date and time on the screen. When you get to tonight’s, copy it and lock the file on the computer so it can’t be erased. You’ll need to do the same for “hall cam.” It will show him being escorted out by the cops. While you are at it, look through the log file for that cam starting at the beginning. I remember coming up on the elevator awhile ago and smelling an acrid smell. I couldn’t place it but I think it may have been the smell I noticed in Robb’s bedroom at his family’s home. There will be lots of hits on that cam. Sorry, it’ll be tedious and most will just be us coming and going. If you see any of him, copy them, and give the DVD to Robb and make a copy for Ted Crawford in case he needs it. I’m not sure if I bought the system after smelling him. It might have subconsciously been the reason I bought it. Anyway, I’m glad they caught him. That bastard has done a huge amount of damage to Robb. I’m sure he caused his ulcer. I spend most of my time practicing but I’d like to see Robb. Could you bring him to the hospital next time? Maybe he should have someone go to the cop shop with him too,” Scott asked.
“No worries babes. I’m going through the file now and found two false positives. Ahh! This must be tonight’s. I see stinky on the roof, walking, looking in the windows. He tries the door knob. He’s trying to kick the door in. What the...? No, this was Friday! He looks in the windows, tries to open them. He’s lighting a smoke....checks the middle bedroom, now the guest room....going back to the door and tries it again....getting a card out of his pocket....trying to slide it in to jimmy the lock....fiddles with the knob, looks straight at the camera, mouths something. I think he said fuck! then spits on the deck, finally removes the card and walks over to the sauna and stairwell and disappears. Hold on, I’ll cue that up again and copy it. Kinda proves premeditated something!” Vlad said.
Robb who was watching it broke down in tears and was comforted by Brad who also moved the box of Kleenex to Robb’s side.
“Robb, Scott wants to talk to you.”
“Scott, he was here before. He won’t give up. I wish you were here now. Will I have to move away with a new identity?” Robb said before losing it.
“He’s a mess. I think we should take him to bed and cuddle. Do you have a better idea Scott,” Vlad asked.
“In the morning, could you talk to Ted to see what he would suggest,” Scott asked.
Just then Brad got a text from Jesse saying he wouldn’t be home tonight and that he was fine.
“Ryan, Scott wants us to get in touch with Ted. Shall we do that in the morning?” Vlad asked.
Ryan gave him the nod.
“We’ll be in touch after we talk to Ted. Now I’ll get Robb for you.”
“Sorry for being such a baby,” Robb said.
“Robb, you are a baby, you are my baby. You know I have a very special place in my heart for you and I want to see you tomorrow. Until then, pretend I gave you a bunch of kisses. The boys will take you to bed in a few minutes. My heart will beat in yours, Bambi. I love you,” Scott said, then ended the call.
“You guys take Robb to bed. I haven’t finished this and want to get it done while it’s fresh in my mind,” Vlad said, then held Robb in his arms and gave him a kiss on his lips.
“Scott loves me,” Robb whispered in Vlad’s ear.
“I know. More than you know.”
to be continued ...
Chapter eighty-five
Previously:
“Let’s hang out in Scott’s library, try some Scotches, and pretend he is back with us and be naughty,” Vlad suggested.
A part bottle of an Islay single malt divided equally in four glasses that had a very little amount of water added to them.
“Here’s to his quick recovery,” Ryan said, holding his glass high.
“I don’t know what to think. It’s all very strange,” Vlad said, planting his face against Ryan’s broad shoulder.
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“Support him any way you can. Keep doing what you are doing because he really depends on you right now while he is getting better. Did you have faith when he was attempting to cure you of cancer? Has it gone away?” Ryan asked.
“Absolutely, I had no other option other than chemo which didn’t work in the past and made me sick. I made him promise not to make me go that route. Whatever he did, I believed everything he dug up, and I felt better every day. I don’t even think about it anymore except when I’m swallowing a mess of vitamin pills or that awful Noni juice. Anything that tastes that bad must be helping. If Scott believes it and I believe Scott, it’s all going to be fine. He is in a position of needing to believe in a dream and I think it will work out for him just fine. Let’s face it, so many lemons have been dumped on his life this year and he seems to be making lemonade. I’m betting the farm on Scott and will help him every possible way. I wish he was home right now because, Ryan I need to be double penetrated by the two of you,” Vlad said.
“Could I stand in for Scott, considering he can’t play at the moment?” Robb asked.
“And leave me out of the action? That’s not fair,” Brad said.
“Let’s all shower and go for a soak and play grabbies to get us in the mood, but we need to finish these drinks first. It almost feels like he is here with us.” Vlad said.
“That’s creepy,” Ryan said.
“Maybe I just want him to be back home.”
Ryan ran his fingers down Vlad’s long neck. Feeling his muscles knotted up, he began massaging the knots out to the sounds of soft sighs.
“You need to relax. You’ve been go go go since Friday. I’ll finish you off in the hot tub,” Ryan said.
After all the talk, the boys were as tight as they ever were, and very open to displays of affection. Jesse wasn’t there; furthermore his name didn’t come up. They all made an extra effort to get clean in the shower with their loft mates and Brad, the honorary member all soaping a finger just to make sure. They dried one another then went down to the hot tub where Ryan expanded his massaging beyond Vlad’s neck. Brad took the hint and copied Ryan’s action on Robb, getting a cooing sound as proof he was doing something right. Robb’s hands were within reach of thighs of three guys so he did some massaging of his own. Ryan became vertical which Vlad discovered by accident when he reached around and gave it a loving squeeze. Brad stood in front of Robb who opened his mouth which gave Ryan an idea, presenting himself first to Vlad for a minute then asked “who is next?” Everyone had everybody at least a couple of times.
“I want to be DP’d by everyone before sleep time. I miss Scott and need thickness to satisfy my ass in all possible combinations,” Vlad said.
They exited the hot tub, shut off the twinkly coloured LED lights, covered it, and ran up the stairs to the bedroom. The two staircases provided some out of the pool aerobics since they were each one storey. Ryan was the first to get Vlad ready. There was no time pressure. Everybody got their turn to lube and get lubed.
It was the perfect night. All the boys were very horny and really into each other. Tonight was more about the journey than arriving at the destination, consequently each trio lasted a short period of time, putting athleticism on the back burner for the time being. Vlad loved every second of it especially when the odd man out performed oral on him. He had a beatific smile on his face which created so much envy that the boys all wanted to do and be done the same way with everybody. There was no hurry but their cocks were telling a different version. Nevertheless, tonight was about expressing their unique flavour of love, polyamory.
Ryan looked everybody over when the action ended and giggled. It’s difficult to look at someone who has just had sex and take them seriously especially if they just received a facial. The laughter was contagious. Ryan scooped some of his own off Vlad’s face and licked his finger, then grabbed Vlad’s arm, and hauled him out of bed.
“Come on, I’ll give you another shower.”
Everybody needed another shower and got one with help from a friend after airing out the bedroom of its funky scent. When they returned to bed, Robb looked like he had seen a ghost.
“Robb what’s the matter?” Brad asked.
Robb grabbed Brad and pulled him into a nearby closet and closed the door.
“I smelled my brother! He must be on the roof. I know his body odour. I’m freaking out,” Robb whispered, barely containing his panic. “Get Vlad and Ryan!”
Brad killed the lights and escorted them into the closet.
“Robb thinks his brother might be on the roof because he can smell him. I wish Scott was here,” Brad said.
Vlad grabbed his phone off his dresser. “I’ll call him. If he is awake he will answer,” he said, while he fumbled in his bottom drawer, retrieving a baseball bat which he gave to Ryan as he phoned Scott.
“Glad you’re awake Scott. We have an emergency situation. We’ve had the bedroom windows open and Robb says he can smell his brother. What should we do...?”
“Where are you all?”
“We’re in my closet, and please no smart remarks,” Vlad said.
“Hold on a sec - be right back... Vlad, I have video surveillance all around the loft and on the roof, I’m looking it up online... hold on... he is outside the door to the roof - I think it’s him. Let me do a screen capture and email it to you... ok it’s on its way. Show it to Robb, find out if it’s his brother.”
“Ryan has a baseball bat.”
“Don’t be a hero. If it’s him I’ll call the police,” Scott told Vlad.
“The photo is downloading, stay with me...”
He showed Robb his phone, who was too petrified to even speak but had the look of someone going into shock.
“It’s...it’s him, Scott...”
“Hold on... dialing 911”
“911. What is your emergency?”
“I need the police. There is an intruder outside the bedroom who has committed rape on his brother. His roommates called me in the hospital. I’m monitoring him online on a CCTV network over the internet,” Scott said, after giving them his name and the address of the intrusion.
“Mr. Williams, the police are on the way. Please stay on the line and give me any additional information you think is important for the police,” the dispatcher said.
“There are four of my roommates on the top level North bedroom of PH1 hiding in a walk-in closet. The bedroom also has access from the roof of the building. Robb Armand previously told me about ongoing rape incidents by his brother and for his safety I moved him out of his family’s home this Summer and I recall the acrid scent of his brother. Apparently, he had opened the bedroom windows for some fresh air and when he returned to the room, he noticed his brother’s scent. Expecting this possibility, I had wireless security cameras installed and now have a video record. I’d appreciate if the police could arrive quietly and catch him. I can ask one of the boys to go to the lobby to open the door for the police,” Scott said.
“Stay on the line; I’ll pass this on to them.”
“Mr. Williams, the police are a few blocks away. Send someone to the lobby but not the brother of the perpetrator,” the dispatcher said.
“Hang on...”
“Put Ryan on... They need you to go to the lobby. Take the bat with you and a phone. The police will be there in a minute. The rest of you go to the library and lock yourselves in. Ryan, watch your back in case he comes back down before the police arrive. The fat kid is wearing a dark plaid shirt and jeans I think. If he comes at you, use the bat. Don’t let him get away. The knees would be a good target,” I chuckled.
“Scott, they just drove up with the lights off. I’m letting them in. We will go up to the bedroom when the elevator gets to our floor. Is he still out there?” Ryan asked.
“He lit a cigarette a few minutes ago. He goes to the window and looks in every few minutes.” Scott said.
“We are on the steps to the bedroom. Any change?”
“He’s moving over by the door. Be quiet!” Scott said.
“He is outside that door. I’ll duck into this closet,” Ryan said to the police.
With their tazers drawn, the officers crept silently to the door to the roof and quietly unlocked it. They watched as the door knob turned slowly. One officer made a gesture to the other, grabbed the door handle, and yanked the door open. The big kid fell into the room as the police shouted “freeze” in unison while their weapons pressed against his back.
“You’re under arrest,” the police officer screamed in a commanding voice to the terrified “big kid” who lost control of his bladder, adding a very large wet area down his pant leg that dwarfed the wet spot on the front.
The metallic ratchety “click, click” of the handcuffs encircling Robb’s half-brother’s wrists reverberated throughout the loft only to be enjoyed by Ryan and the police as the others were holed up in the soundproof library, on the floor, peeking at the monitor on Scott’s desk when they weren’t hiding under the desk. They knew it was safe. When they saw Robb’s half brother handcuffed, being escorted by two policemen down the hallway towards the elevator, they knew the drama was finally over. Robb had a wide smile on his face as he rubbed the top of the walnut desk with a reminiscing, far away look in his eyes. Vlad took off to make sure the front door was locked and to find Ryan.
“You have an unusual look on your face Robb. What’s on your mind?” Brad asked.
“I guess I can connect the dots for you. Firstly, you must have gathered the significance of seeing my brother, my biggest fear in the whole world, being carted off, by the cops, cuffed...”
“Yeah, I guess...”
“Well, there’s more. What you don’t know is that I contemplated suicide because of what he was doing to me against my will. I don’t know how to explain the fluke that made me go swimming at the university in the Summer, the same day that Scott decided to go swimming there. Neither of us had been to the pool this Summer. As fate would dictate, we both ended up in a quiet and very private corner of the locker room. Scott was always nice to me and I guess I was kinda crushing on him too as discretely as I could. Anyway we both started talking, undressing, staring at the parts our Speedo’s usually covered, and we both got hard. Scott was a virgin, I was horny and we fooled around, and sucked each other, kissed, I rimmed him, he sucked me like a milking machine and I blew a huge load in his mouth. I warned him but he kept sucking. We traded a few mouthfuls, I scooped up some leftovers and stuck my finger up his bum and gave his prostate a massage and sucked him until he was ready to blow. I’m not sure exactly the sequence of events but after he came, I came again over his cock. He was so sweet. He held me in his arms, kissed me, and to make a very long story short, we washed each other, then swam for an hour or so, then I told him I had a card from a news editor at home. I told him about the rapes. He was shocked and moved me out and into his house.”
“And then, were there more dots?” Brad asked.
“Yes indeedy. He took me to his cottage for a very romantic weekend, introduced me to his bestie, James, had a three way, I took Scott’s cherry which was great. He asked me to move in with him into this loft, I accepted naturally. I was totally awestruck by Scott and desperately wanted to be his lover but was watching how he interacted with James, who he had known since they were kids. They were joined at the hip. One would finish the other’s sentences. They reminisced, looked at each other with hungry eyes. The first night at his cottage we slept together in a double bed, holding each other, woke up uncovered with morning wood and James peering in the doorway. I was afraid I’d be regarded as “the other woman” by James, but Scott fessed up, James was cool with it, and that night we had the 3way after which James told us both that he was a virgin up to that point, to Scott’s surprise.”
“So I didn’t get the exclusive with Scott I hoped for, but the polyamory that developed was sensational, obviously from a sex standpoint but also for emotional support. A couple of days later Scott and I met Jesse and Vlad at the U of T pool because Coach wanted me to check them out for possible additions to the swim team. As luck would have it, they became loftmates too, as well as Scott and James’s friend, Danny. Everything worked fine but one Saturday Scott took Jesse out for a photo shoot and they came back a couple of hours later as lovers. I was crushed--wanted to run away, but I gave myself a kick in the ass. Scott and I wanted to do it with me as bottom, but Scott wouldn’t do it because he said he saw fear in my eyes. I hated bottoming because of my brother’s attacks but really wanted it to happen with Scott even though he was about the thickest I’d seen.”
“Is this where the dots get connected?” Brad asked anxiously.
“Exactly. See this beautiful leather topped executive desk that I’ve been stroking fondly?” It was in Scott’s house. He got up during the night to work on drawings for the loft. I was getting impatient, trying to jerk it, and finally I got up, grabbed a big towel and some lube and tip-toed to the library where Scott was doing drawings on his Mac. I laid the essentials on the desk, put my arms around him and told him I knew he loved Jesse and I was fine with that, and that when I watched Scott fuck Jesse, I could almost feel his massive cock inside me. I wasn’t jealous but told him I loved him and was sure he loved me too. I told him I wanted him to take me, to love me, and told him I had a lot of respect for him because he waited to do it until he was sure that I was sure the time was right.”
“I gather this desk had something to do with it?”
“Bingo! I removed his laptop case from the desk, spread out the towel, handed him the lube and told him that every time he worked at the desk he might faintly recall our sex and remember how lovely it was, and it was so special. I’ve never been loved so beautifully, completely, and fully. I even talked dirty to make sure it was as good as possible for him too. I didn’t want him holding anything back. It was important for me to give him the best love-making and sex of his life,” Robb said.
“I get it Robb. Scott gave you the best he could and you returned it in a special place for him, which became the ultimate safe room built by Scott to protect you if for some reason he wasn’t able to protect you himself. Also it figures he almost died due to the negligence and jealousy of the guy he thought he loved. Where will you take it now, or will you just try to be supportive and hope he notices you more?” Brad asked.
“I don’t want to screw up any friendships. I know every guy here idolizes Scott in their own way. He does things in the background. I think it’s really obvious that he had that video surveillance installed to protect me. I don’t know if I should thank him or let it go for fear of embarrassing him. I think he is buying me a keyboard to practice on. He knows I don’t have the money to buy something like that, even though it will be very convenient for practice.”
“Now, are you okay with Danny and me? I love him in case you haven’t noticed. Lovemaking with him is unbelievable. We are versatile if you can fathom that after all the arguments we had last year about who would bottom. I don’t know who his teacher was but he was a good teacher,” Brad said.
“It was Scott, naturally. They had a long term curiosity so when Danny showed up at the cottage one day, his cock was in Scott’s mouth in a few minutes. What an operator! Like he says, “better blatant than latent. They were using the multi-coloured beach towels on the dock, like a really big gay flag. I think he was added to the loft decadents the same weekend,” Robb said.
Vlad flung the library door open and came in with Ryan.
“I was hollering to see if the coast was clear, but I guess you guys didn’t hear me,” Ryan said.
“I naturally checked the closet first, and there he was,” Vlad chuckled.
“Take this card, Robb. They have taken him to the station for processing and then to jail but they need you to make a statement, and fill out a restraining order. But first, this,” Vlad said, as he and Ryan gave Robb a long, tight hug. “I guess it’s all over now, and you can get on with your life.”
“Wait, who is speaking to Scott? I guess I hung up on him when I went back into Vlad’s closet. Damn, I’ll call him,” Ryan said, as he pulled the phone from his pocket.
“Well done, Ryan. Did you use the bat? I just saw Robb’s brother attempting to break in then there was a flash of light and he literally flew into the bedroom. Next I saw him on the hallway camera being escorted in cuffs by two big cops. So what happens now?” Scott asked.
“I’ll let you talk to Vlad.”
“Hey Scott, they left a card and asked for Robb to call and come to the station for an interview and to make a statement tomorrow. We are just helping him de-stress right now. Did you want to talk to him?”
“In a minute but first I need you to burn a DVD on the computer. Look for the log file on the cctv application. It’ll be in the folder. You can sort by camera and probably the “roof cam” will be the only one you need to review. The log lists the date and time. Any time that cam detected motion there’ll be a log entry so just click on the first one. If it’s just a bird flying past, ignore it and go on to the next. When you see one with him in the picture, press the “copy” button. The recording will show the date and time on the screen. When you get to tonight’s, copy it and lock the file on the computer so it can’t be erased. You’ll need to do the same for “hall cam.” It will show him being escorted out by the cops. While you are at it, look through the log file for that cam starting at the beginning. I remember coming up on the elevator awhile ago and smelling an acrid smell. I couldn’t place it but I think it may have been the smell I noticed in Robb’s bedroom at his family’s home. There will be lots of hits on that cam. Sorry, it’ll be tedious and most will just be us coming and going. If you see any of him, copy them, and give the DVD to Robb and make a copy for Ted Crawford in case he needs it. I’m not sure if I bought the system after smelling him. It might have subconsciously been the reason I bought it. Anyway, I’m glad they caught him. That bastard has done a huge amount of damage to Robb. I’m sure he caused his ulcer. I spend most of my time practicing but I’d like to see Robb. Could you bring him to the hospital next time? Maybe he should have someone go to the cop shop with him too,” Scott asked.
“No worries babes. I’m going through the file now and found two false positives. Ahh! This must be tonight’s. I see stinky on the roof, walking, looking in the windows. He tries the door knob. He’s trying to kick the door in. What the...? No, this was Friday! He looks in the windows, tries to open them. He’s lighting a smoke....checks the middle bedroom, now the guest room....going back to the door and tries it again....getting a card out of his pocket....trying to slide it in to jimmy the lock....fiddles with the knob, looks straight at the camera, mouths something. I think he said fuck! then spits on the deck, finally removes the card and walks over to the sauna and stairwell and disappears. Hold on, I’ll cue that up again and copy it. Kinda proves premeditated something!” Vlad said.
Robb who was watching it broke down in tears and was comforted by Brad who also moved the box of Kleenex to Robb’s side.
“Robb, Scott wants to talk to you.”
“Scott, he was here before. He won’t give up. I wish you were here now. Will I have to move away with a new identity?” Robb said before losing it.
“He’s a mess. I think we should take him to bed and cuddle. Do you have a better idea Scott,” Vlad asked.
“In the morning, could you talk to Ted to see what he would suggest,” Scott asked.
Just then Brad got a text from Jesse saying he wouldn’t be home tonight and that he was fine.
“Ryan, Scott wants us to get in touch with Ted. Shall we do that in the morning?” Vlad asked.
Ryan gave him the nod.
“We’ll be in touch after we talk to Ted. Now I’ll get Robb for you.”
“Sorry for being such a baby,” Robb said.
“Robb, you are a baby, you are my baby. You know I have a very special place in my heart for you and I want to see you tomorrow. Until then, pretend I gave you a bunch of kisses. The boys will take you to bed in a few minutes. My heart will beat in yours, Bambi. I love you,” Scott said, then ended the call.
“You guys take Robb to bed. I haven’t finished this and want to get it done while it’s fresh in my mind,” Vlad said, then held Robb in his arms and gave him a kiss on his lips.
“Scott loves me,” Robb whispered in Vlad’s ear.
“I know. More than you know.”
to be continued ...
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Well done another excellent chapter it just keeps getting better & better. Anxious to see the next load I mean chapter. Be well Sheep xx
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Whoa! Forgotten (dismissed?) threat from the past. Didn't see, nor smell, that one coming. Glad Robb did! 
"Our" boys handled that well, especially with Scott's help from his hospital bed. Good thing about that, Scott must be recovering, and feeling much better!
It's always Great to see a new chapter, Sheep! 
THANK YOU!, Buddy!
Keep Smilin'!!
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"Our" boys handled that well, especially with Scott's help from his hospital bed. Good thing about that, Scott must be recovering, and feeling much better!
It's always Great to see a new chapter, Sheep!
THANK YOU!, Buddy!
Keep Smilin'!!
Chaz
(That goes for "Flash", too!
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