A Boy's World

by Jason Redfeather

Chapter 19

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, looking at the rising sun. "I've got to get back! The kids are gonna be wondering what happened to me."

"Yeah, I gotta get going too," Copper said. "We're leaving for home today."

I looked at him with suddenly worry. "Will I ever see you again?"

"We come here a couple times a year," he said. "We have several clients here."

"Oh, what do you do?"

"Mainly, I promote websites," Copper said, "but sometimes, I design them, too."

"You're kidding!" I exclaimed.

"I never kid about work," he said.

"We're having a website built for us right now!" I said.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah!" I assured him. "Do you promote porn sites?"

"Sure, anything," he said. "Boy sites are a favorite of mine! Who's building it?"

"A guy by the name of Skinner," I said.

"Jonah Skinner?" Copper asked. "I know him. He's one of the best!"

"I don't know his first name," I said, "but Ryan says Lord Zedd used him all the time."

"Yeah," Copper said. "Zedd McDuff was one of my biggest clients! Too bad about him..."

"All his web accounts were transferred to a friend of mine," I said. "We're all profiting from them now."

"Well, maybe we can work together," Copper said. "What's his name?"

"Dagwynn - uh - I don't know his last name," I stammered.

"Well that's OK," Copper said. "It's a pretty unusual name; how many Dagwynns can there be? Do you have his number?"

"Yeah, I do," I said. He held out his arm and I tapped my wristcomm with his. "My number's in there, too."

"I will definitely be giving you a call," he said, smiling. "And tell Dagwynn about me, too, so he'll know I'm calling."

"I will," I said. I couldn't help it, I was smiling from ear to ear; I was so excited, I was heading for the travel pod before I realized I was still stark naked! "Oh!" I exclaimed, turning and grabbing my shorts. "I can't wait to tell Dagwynn and the others!" Copper chuckled as I stepped into my cut offs. I left, without bothering to put on shirt or flip-flops; I had to get home.


I walked into the barn and it was quiet, but as soon as I closed the door and my eyes adjusted to the softer light, I saw Jeffy and Kevin sitting, naked, at the top of the stairs. The moment he saw me, Jeffy launched himself toward me, descending the steps in three bounds and running, full-tilt, at me. I could see tears streaming down his freckled cheeks and his gentle, blue eyes were filled with fear. I caught him and wrapped my arms around him.

"I was so worried!" he sobbed. I could feel tears on my bare shoulder. "Where were you?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Jeffy," I said. "I was with Copper and I fell asleep." I felt his slim body convulsing and more tears trickled down my chest; I realized he was truly scared. Kevin came near a moment later and slid his arms around both Jeffy and I.

"I'm so sorry, guys," I said. "I didn't mean to fall asleep. Will you forgive me?"

I felt Jeffy's head nod against my shoulder and he caught a shuddering breath. He looked up at me with a mixture of blue-eyed love and burning rage. "Don't ever do that again!" he said sternly.

"I'm so, so, so sorry!" I said again. "I won't ever do that again; I promise." I kissed his forehead and he stretched up to kiss my lips with a desperately needy kiss that threatened to devour my soul. I rubbed his back and shoulders, and returned every desperate kiss of his with loving and desiring kisses of my own. I even managed to squeeze in a couple kisses for Kevin, too; I could tell, he was worried, too, but not nearly as frantic as Jeffy. I guess after losing his parents, Jeffy now looked to me to fill that roll for him, and then the prospect of losing me, too, would just be too much!

After many minutes of sobbing, Jeffy's tears abated and he began to relax his desperate hold on me. I still rubbed his back and kissed him, assuring him I would be there for him.

"Come on," I said. "Let's get you dressed and get some breakfast. I have some wonderful news for everyone."

"What is it?" Jeffy asked as we started walking toward the stairs.

"Well, it turns out that Copper is a web promoter and designer," I said. Jeffy's eyes widened and a new excitement sparkled in his eyes. "Lord Zedd was one of his biggest clients here, and he wants to talk to Dagwynn about promoting our website."

As we came up onto the second-level loft, Jeffy raised his wristcomm and spoke, "Dagwynn."

"Jeffy?" Dagwynn's groggy voice squeaked from the device. "Is that you? What's going on?"

"Oh, I forgot it's so early," Jeffy said. "Sorry. Hey, have you ever heard of a guy called Copper?"

"Copper?" Dagwynn repeated. "No, who is he?"

"No, Dagwynn wouldn't know him," I said. "But Ryan and Robby might. He was Lord Zedd's web promoter."

"The boys are still asleep," Dagwynn said. "But I'll ask them when they wake up. How do you know him?"

"I was with him last night," I said. "He's a great guy and he wants to help us."

"That's great!" Dagwynn said. "Are you guys going to breakfast now?"

"It's a little early yet," I said. "Everyone's still sleeping. Maybe in an hour or two."

"OK," Dagwynn said. "I'll bring the boys and we'll meet you over there."

"Great!" I replied. I took Jeffy and Kevin up to the third-level loft and we stretched out on our new bed; this was the first time I'd been on it and I think it was nearly as comfy as Copper's bed at the Regency!

My naked boys snuggled close and their hands welcomed me back. So did their lips! I sensed both boys needed more comforting. I scooted down between them, raising smooth knees over my shoulders, and pulled them close together. Swords crossed, I lapped, pearly sparks flew and all three of us were quickly satisfied.

Some time later, I heard a sound and looked up to see Brian, stark naked, ambling toward me. His body was slim, lean and supple, with ivory skin, spiky blond hair and a lolling, uncut flesh that was nearly as long as mine. He saw me looking up at him and smiled; I think it was the first time I'd seen him actually smile. "Do you still want us to go to breakfast with you?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said. "Get everybody together - everybody! I'm taking all of us to breakfast! Tell them I'm paying."

"Seriously?" he asked, his eyebrows raising. "That's gonna cost a ton!"

"Not a problem," I said, smiling back.

"OK," he said; his tone meant, 'if that's what you want!' He turned and strolled back to his clique.

"What is going on with you?" Jeffy asked.

I sat up, found my shorts and pulled my chit from the pocket. I showed him the readout.

"Wha'...?" his mouth dropped open and his sweet, blue eyes widened.

"What is it?" Kevin asked, drawing close to my shoulder. I turned the readout to him and he caught his breath.

"This is nothing," I said. "You should see Dagwynn's!"

"The websites?" Jeffy deduced.

"Uh-huh," I said. "Oh, I nearly forgot: I gotta call Jimmy Legs." I raised my wrist and spoke, "Jimmy."

"Hello," Jimmy's voice came to me a moment later.

"Hey, Jimmy, it's Logan," I said. "Where are you?"

He paused. "I'm in a secure and unspecified location," he replied.

"Oh, good, so am I," I said. I should have known better than to ask! "We'll be going to breakfast in a few minutes; meet us at the Golden River buffet."

"OK," he replied. "See you there."

"And bring friends!" I added.

"OK." Our connection clicked off.

"Come on, you guys, get dressed," I said. I pulled on my shorts and slipped over my shoulders the same button-down shirt I'd worn yesterday, again, not bothering to button it. As Jeffy and Kevin went to the far end of the loft for their morning salute to the back alley, I made another call.

Brian had gotten his boys up and they were also moving to the window overlooking the shower area.

Still talking into my wristcomm, I moved down the ladder. On the second-level loft, I found the twins already awake and sitting, naked and cross-legged, on either side of hoards of small, battling holographic monsters. "Get dressed, you guys," I said. "We're going to breakfast." They quickly hopped into action.

I moved to a tangle of blankets and naked bodies that were Danya, Josh and Dirk. "Wakey, wakey!" I called cheerfully over them. "Breakfast!" I heard soft moans from somewhere beneath the blankets; bodies began to stir slowly.

"Wha'?" Dirk groaned, rubbing his blurry, green eyes.

"I'm buying you breakfast," I said. "Come on!"

His eyes brightened; he yawned and stretched, and pulled a corner of the blanket from his bare body.

I moved to the other end of the loft and roused Bobby, Alex and Joey. Jeffy and Kevin caught up to me and I sent them to wake the girls. I made a call to Dagwynn, asking him and his boys to join us, and asked him to call Zander and Jamie to invite their whole bunch, too. Then I made one other call to set up something special.

I went down to the main floor and saw Jeffy and Kevin talking to the girls, standing by the opened curtains of their "bedroom." I walked toward them and slipped a hand on each of their shoulders.

"I can't eat," I heard Jennica saying.

"Why not?" Jeffy asked.

"I'm sick," she said.

"Breakfast will make you feel better," Jeffy said.

"No, it's not like that," she said. "I'm pregnant."

"You're gonna have a baby?" Jeffy was excited. "Who's the daddy?"

"I don't know," she replied. "I've been fucked by so many boys, it could be almost any of you."

"I'll bet Brian is the daddy," Jeffy said. "He fucks you the most!"

"Maybe," she said.

"Come along anyway, if you can," I said. "You don't have to eat. I have something special planned; I'd like you to be a part of it."

"OK," she said. "I guess I could tag along."


Eighteen of us road travel pods up to besiege the buffet. We stood around the top of the escalator, waiting for the others to arrive.

Jimmy Legs showed up, wearing his signature ripped-butt cut offs, with two other boys at his side. "These are my best friends, Jake and Kyle," he said. Both boys looked to be about fourteen and adorable; they also wore very short cut offs with an assortment of rips and holes. I shook their hands and welcomed them.

A minute later, Dagwynn and his boys stepped from a travel pod and came up, greeting us with hugs and kisses all around. Dagwynn even kissed Jimmy Legs.

We were still waiting for Zander and Jamie, and their group, when Rick appeared, coming out of a travel pod. "There you are!" he said as he road the escalator up. "I've been looking for you!"

"Oh, jeez, Rick!" I exclaimed. "I'm so sorry: I totally forgot to call you! Please join us!"

"I'm glad all of you are together," he said, coming to my side at the center of our army of boys. "Word on the street is that the Nirkads are planning something big."

"Nirkads!" the word echoed with gasps through our mob.

"Some sort of ceremony or something," Rick went on. "I heard they're gonna sacrifice a couple boys, maybe more, so watch yourselves!"

"When?" Dagwynn asked. "Where?"

"I don't know," Rick said. "I think they have a meeting place somewhere south of here, in the desert, but I don't know where, or when."

The noise level rose exponentially and questions and rumors began flying. Minutes later, we were all distracted by two young men arriving, one with a huge cloud of bright, multi-colored balloons, and the other carrying two boxes.

"Oh, those are for us!" I called, moving to them. As I tapped my chit to one of theirs to pay for all this, Zander and Jamie came to my side, followed by about twenty younger boys and girls, most of whom appeared to be between six and eleven years old. The younger kids exploded with excitement when they saw all the balloons. I tried to count them, but everybody kept moving around, confusing me.

Dagwynn came to my rescue. "Have everyone touch the menu and go in," he said. He began directing everyone to the entrance and brought up the holographic menu. Everyone touched the buffet pad and the menu counted each selection. The young men handed off the balloons and boxes to Dagwynn and I, then left. Children flowed like a small river around me, touching the menu and going into the restaurant. Finally, Dagwynn and I brought up the rear. The menu had counted 53 touches. Dagwynn and I added our selections and I swiped my chit, transferring two hundred-sixty credits.

"By the way, check this out," Dagwynn said, holding his chit up for me to see. The readout now showed over a million credits!

"Wow!" I said. "Am I dreaming?"

"I think we're having the same dream," Dagwynn chuckled. "Oh, and Ryan says he knows Copper; it's amazing you met him like you did!"

"Yeah, I've been kind of amazed at that myself!" I said. We went to the tables the kids were beginning to gather around with plates piled high. I deposited the boxes and opened them as Dagwynn began passing out balloons. I took out a popper and pulled the string; it popped loudly and sprayed colorful confetti and streamers all over the table.

"What is going on here?" Bobby asked, amid excited, laughing kids.

"It's a party!" I said, and popped another popper. Confetti rained down on him and streamers festooned his head.

Bobby laughed and grabbed a couple poppers. Danya and Josh also took poppers and blew confetti all around their table. In only a couple minutes, a multi-colored snow of confetti lay over several tables and kids, and long streamers dangled from nearly every head.

We ate and every little tummy was filled; cheerful faces and bright laughter surrounded six big tables, I even saw a few tears of joy! Food and drink were abundant, along with the usual flying pancakes and hover-biscuits, jam goobers and spilled milk. I also noticed several pairs of bulging shorts and a few pearly puddles here and there, two of which came from me teasing Jeffy and Kevin - again!

As we were finishing up, three women came to our tables, each carrying a big cake with candles. I hopped up and looked at the names, directing them to the proper kids. As a cake was set before Dirk, Alex and Joey, each boy's eyes grew wide, reading the words, "Happy Birthday," followed by their names. Tears rolled down their sweet faces as the women lit the candles, twelve on Dirk's and thirteen on each other the others.

"They've never had birthday parties before," I explained as I paid the women.

Dagwynn gathered all the other kids around and got them to sing the birthday song, teaching those who didn't know the words. Most of them said they'd never had birthdays either. "Then this is for you, too!" Dagwynn said, and they burst into another chorus.

The cakes were unceremoniously ripped apart and devoured; I moved around the table, whispering, "Happy Birthday," into their ears and giving each a kiss on the cheek; I could taste their tears. They thanked me with hugs and kisses, and we talked and laughed for a little longer.

Then I got Dagwynn, Jimmy and Bobby to help me herd all the kids upstairs to the pool area. Shirts, shoes and shorts came off and I spent the next three hours delighting in the glow of glistening, young nudity frolicking in the water. Nick and Nathan, and a few of the other kids got amped up on sugar rushes; they ran around the pool deck in frantic excitement, not quite knowing what to do with themselves. It was a crazy time, but I loved every second!

"This is so wonderful," Jeffy whispered into my ear at one point. "I wish I had done this!"

"You still can," I said, kissing his forehead. "There are still a lot of kids here who haven't had birthdays."

"Let's do this every week!" Jeffy said. "Until everybody's caught up!"

"Great idea!" I said. "You and Kevin can be the Party Masters!" I watched, grinning, as Kevin's eyebrows raised and a sheepish smile crossed his lips.

"Uh - how much has this cost you?" Jeffy asked.

"Well, so far - uh," I thought for a moment, "almost four hundred."

"So far?" he asked.

"There's more," I said.


With Dirk, Alex and Joey blindfolded by my, Jeffy's and Kevin's shirts, we marched our mob across the Strip, down the block and into Hansen's Planetary Outfitter Store. The manager watched us with raised eyebrows as we moved along the front counter and gathered behind the three birthday boys. Everyone was smiling broadly, anticipating their great surprise. Dagwynn, Bobby and I removed their blindfolds and watched their eyes pop at the sight of gleaming chrome, handlebars and spokes. Bikes began wheeling up and down the aisles and many other things were pulled off of racks and shelves.

"Do you have any more of these?" I asked the manager, and he went into the back to fetch another armload of halo systems. Worn shorts were discarded and adorable, bare butts slipped into stretchy speedos; grimy t-shirts fell to the floor and slim bodies were adorned with bright, new ones; old flip-flops were replaced and busy hands were filled with balls, bats and rackets. In half an hour, just over seven thousand credits rolled out on new bikes and in bright clothes, with bright, smiling faces and surrounded by clouds of colorful, holographic images.

"Come back soon, now, you hear?" the manager called after me as we left. I nodded and returned his big smile.


The bright sun was heading west as I started back toward the barn with Jeffy and Kevin.

"Hey, Logan!" Dagwynn called, coming close, with his boys following along. He brought out his chit and touched it to mine. "This is just in case you come up with any more brilliant ideas!" he chuckled. "Let me see yours, too," he said to Jeffy and Kevin. With a touch, he transferred thirty thousand credits to each, as he had mine. I watched their eyes widen.

"We're going to be having more parties like this one," I said. "Jeffy and Kevin are our new Party Masters!"

"Awesome!" he said. "This should get you started."

"I think a dance party would be great," Ryan said, looking at his brother. "We love to dance!"

"There you go, guys," Dagwynn said. "That's a great idea for your first party!"

"Jeffy loves to dance, too!" I said, recalling his holovid performance.

"Awesome!" Robby exclaimed. "We should get together!"

"Yeah!" Jeffy said. "I'd love that!"

"Hey, that gives me an idea for our first web video," Dagwynn said.

"Yeah, the three of us dancing together, moving together!" Ryan said. "That would be awesome!" He moved next to Jeffy and began bumping and gyrating, moves which Robby and Jeffy quickly picked up. In two minutes, they had the beginnings of a sweet little routine worked out.

"Oh, I have a good feeling about this!" I said.

"Me too!" Dagwynn said. "OK, guys, come on, we have a lot of work to do! We'll see you guys later!"

With hugs and kisses, we parted ways, them to Grandma's and us to the barn. As we walked, we saw several new bikes and brightly-clothed riders cruising along the wide sidewalks; the barn was a flurry of activity as bikers wheeled about and others played soccer. Even Larissa and Jennica were tossing a hoverball back and forth.

"Well, you sure made a splash today, didn't you?" Rick said as we approached. "The whole Strip is talking about you!"

"Really?"

"Yeah," he said. "You're a hit! Nobody has ever done what you did!"

"Well, it's about time somebody did!" I said. "These kids deserve it!"


Later that evening, I took Jeffy and Kevin and the twins over to Dagwynn's house. As we walked along the Strip, its usual blazing glitz was further brightened by a lighter, more cheerful mood. I saw more bright smiles, heard more bright chit-chat, more laughter, and many of the boys seemed to have more spring in their step. Many boys cheerfully greeted Jeffy and Kevin, and even me; many seemed to know my name and acted like old friends.

At Dagwynn's, Zane and Justin welcomed us at the door; they knew we were coming and were waiting. A throbbing drum-beat resounded through the house, making conversation difficult. The shirtless boys conducted us straight through the house, where we said "Hi!" and kissed Grandma, and out to the pool area. To our amazement, we discovered big lights, a small stage, and an impressive entertainment system that turned the yard into a sort of outdoor dance studio and night club. Dagwynn's hands tweaked and adjusted a complicated-looking control board; holographic sheets of psychedelic colors rose up around the yard and hovered above the pool, undulating and shimmering, swirling and flowing.

Ryan and Robby, wearing purple speedos, thick boots and various glitzy bracelets, bumped and gyrated, kicked and stomped together in perfect sinc. Their blue eyes sparkled and big smiles crossed their faces as they saw us come out of the house. Without a moments hesitation, Jeffy hopped right up on the platform, in cut offs and flip-flops, and began bumping and stepping right along with them.

Nick and Nathan quickly pulled their shorts down their legs, showing off tiny thongs and adorable, bare butts, and jumped into the pool. Zane and Justin, also wearing speedos, followed. Kevin stayed at my side, holding my hand.

"You can go swimming, too, if you want," I told him. Kevin shook his head and smiled.

Ryan and Robby moved around Jeffy, placing him in the center. In moments, the three bare-chested boys were moving together as one, propelled by the driving drum-beat and lilting melody. We watched them dance until the song ended.

"Wow, nice system!" I said, moving to Dagwynn's side.

"I've been drooling over this for months," he said. "Ever since I saw it in Bergstrom's Electronics. I bought it on the way home and they just delivered it a little while ago."

The three young dancers came to my side, grabbed Kevin and dragged him into the house. I didn't know what they were up to, but they seemed gleeful about their scheme.

"Dagwynn," Grandma called from the back door. "Could you turn down the music a bit; I'm going to bed."

"OK, Grandma!" Dagwynn said. "Good night!" He adjusted a slider-pad on the console. Another song started, also with a driving beat, and Dagwynn softened the volume further.

Nick and Nathan squealed as a grinning Zane and Justin launched them into the air. Great splashes erupted as they fell, glowing with the clouds of colors that hovered above. Minutes after Grandma had gone to bed, thongs and speedos came off, and sleek, naked boys flashed bare butts and wagging boners amid turquoise water.

The dancer boys emerged from the house, scampering back on stage. As Ryan and Robby were, Jeffy and Kevin now sported purple speedos, thick boots and many sparkling bracelets. Kevin was hesitant to get up on the platform, but the other three immediately began dancing. Kevin tried to copy their moves, but was awkward and couldn't quiet seem to get in step. When the song ended, he came to my side and clung to my arm.

"You look so cute!" I said. "And you dance pretty good; I'll bet, with a little more practice, you could be as good as they are!"

He smiled, but shook his head, laying his head on my shoulder.

I kissed his forehead as the music started again. Jeffy, Ryan and Robby began moving, heads bopping, agile bodies gyrating, boots stomping, their arms swung widely and their bracelets flashed. Behind the stage, the twins sat on the edge of the pool, with Zane's and Justin's heads bobbing between their bare thighs.


The boys danced into the night; Zane and Justin grabbed Kevin and pulled him into the pool, where they pleasured him, and I walked quickly back to the Strip; I wanted to check on Zander again.

I didn't find Zander, but Jamie was there; he said Zander was with a customer and doing fine. I was about to proposition him, when a car pulled along side us. The man inside was big, fat and hairy, with a full beard and bristling eyebrows. I guessed his age to be fifty-something. He called me over, his voice gravely, but soft.

"Want a ride?" he asked.

"OK," I said. I don't know why I said it, I certainly didn't need the money, it must have been the adventure of another clandestine meeting. I nodded a brief acknowledgement to Jamie and got into the car.

"Twenty, right?" the man asked.

"Yeah, that's right," I said.

His car lifted from the Strip and rose into the night sky. "My wife is off-world right now," he said, "so if you don't mind, I'd like to take you home. Don't worry, I'll bring you right back."

"I guess that's OK," I said. "Is it far?" I didn't want to be away from Jeffy and the others for too long.

"No, it's only a few blocks," he said. He steered the car south and westward from the Strip. We settled in a quiet neighborhood and pulled into his garage.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Mike," I said. That was a name a lot of the boys used; it was homey and non-threatening, a good solid boyish name that gave the feeling of innocent youth.

"Come on in, Mike," the man said. "We just had our shower remodeled, would you like to see it?"

"Sure," I said. We entered the house; it was small and simple, mostly neat, with little piles of clutter restricted to certain small areas. It reminded me of our home, back on Earth.

He lead me into the bathroom, which was surprisingly large and very clean. A broad shower stall opened to my left; there was no lip to it, only a smooth, tiled floor spanning the whole room. He put the lid down on the toilet and sat down, hands on knees, smiling at me. "You sure are a good looking boy!" he said softly.

I knew what he wanted. I kicked off my flip-flops and stepped into the shower area. I peeled my shirt from my shoulders and dropped it onto the floor; I pushed my cut offs down my legs and kicked them carelessly aside. His big, brown eyes were fixed onto my nakedness, an odd smile on his face. Without water, I began going through the motions of taking a shower, rubbing myself all over, pretending to lather up and wash. I thought of Jeffy and the other boys dancing so sensuously, their bare bodies bending, flexing, twisting and gyrating; my flesh responded nicely and my hand began a rhythmic motion.

I heard the man's breath quickening and wheezing softly. I moved around slowly, gyrating a little, like Jeffy does. Soon, I squatted and put my knees on the floor, stroking myself. My orgasm rose up in me and I groaned, Jeffy vivid in my mind. I gushed on the tiles, making pearly puddles that stretched a meter in front of me.

"Most impressive!" the man said, smiling broadly.

"Sorry about the mess," I said, as I began pulling my clothes back on.

"No, no, that's quite alright," he said, standing. "I'm going to take great pleasure in cleaning it up!"


Back on the Strip, the man dropped me off beside Mack's kiosk and paid me double the usual rate. I had to admit, even though this guy was unattractive, I liked him much better than my last - first - customer!

As I was getting out of the car, I saw Zander and Jamie walking up the sidewalk. "Hey, guys!" I said. "I was just going to look for you!"

"We were just coming up to get something to eat," Zander said. We moved to the order window at Mack's and I bought hotdogs, fries and rootbeer for all of us. "How's your stock, tonight?" I asked the man behind the counter.

"Fine," he said, hesitantly.

"I'd like you to give free food and drinks to every boy that comes to you tonight," I said. I swiped my chit through his reader and saw his eyes widen at the thousand-credit display.

"Yes, sir!" the man said.

"And if it goes over, I'll pay you the rest tomorrow," I said. "Oh, and give me twenty hotdogs and ten rootbeers to go, too, please." He nodded, smiling, and got to work. We moved to a small sidewalk table and ate, watching cars and yachts glide by.

A group of boys came to the order window and when the man told them their food was free tonight, they whooped and cheered with glee. I was hoping the man wouldn't say who had paid for it, since I was sitting right there; I didn't want to be mobbed! But he didn't and I was thankful.

We picked up my to-go order, Zander and Jamie juggling the many bottles of rootbeer, and I saw several other kids approaching; word was spreading fast!


Back at Dagwynn's, we ate and talked, the boys danced some more, even getting Zander and Jamie up on stage for a few minutes. Later, Kevin and I carried sleeping, bare-butt twins back to the barn; Jeffy talked the whole way, overjoyed at being able to dance with Ryan and Robby.

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