Show & Tell Part 3

Chapter 217-2

Show & Tell

Part 3

Two hours wasn’t a lot of time so Eli and I decided not to get acquainted in that way instead we asked them point blank if they had been prepared for tonight’s social. It was an embarrassing question to ask, but we had just discovered that all my friends have been prepared. I knew my three brothers had because Dad mentioned it to me on the plane when I came home for Texas when I first introduced Eli and our wives. I didn’t ask too many questions, other then fact Mom was using a fake penis on them, so if it did happen, knowing how this church likes young boys around their age that they wouldn’t be in any pain like it was their first time.

I still had a sick feeling about it even then. Knowing Mom and Dad didn’t want to do it, but after seeing the ritual where they had forced his own granddaughter to have sex with him and kill him, that was when our world changed. We could have walked away and said let someone else do it and hide somewhere, hoping that Satanic Church couldn’t reach us. Let some other families be raped and face death every minute just so we could go on about our lives. But we couldn’t, we couldn’t face the unknowing if we could have done something to prevent that from happening to another child or family. We had never walked away from a fight, a fight we knew we could win.

Many of us had already gone through the worst part of being raped repeatedly for the first time; even Dad when his own father raped him and his brothers and then forced them to rape each other until they said enough. I wasn’t anything special; I too had been raped just like the rest of them. The only difference was it wasn’t some man or boy or a father that did it to me. It was Gloria West to prove that I had been tainted just like Shawn, and Arthur and their friends. That all I wanted to do was rape other boy’s. At least that was what we were told at the time.

Yet the truth was she was working for the satanic church that was abusing the rituals. She was preparing me to join them; she was making it so I didn’t have a choice not too. She wanted me to do it, she wanted her Queen and her members to be proud of the fact that she had taken down the Rothwell’s add them as a prize trophy.

Even for her things didn’t work out as planned, knowing she hung herself in her room at some state penitentiary. Payback is a real b***h, every time I think of here going crazy out of her mind and finding out she died for it. It always made feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

The real satanic church states in the eleven satanic rules of the earth by Anton Szandor LaVey © 1967; state in rule 9: That they do not harm children, and in rule 10: They do not harm innocent non-human animals by sacrificing them for no reason. In fact, the church criticizes those that do not follow these rules and terminate their membership if they find out that they have, and inform the authorities and let them deal with them.

Again we weren’t after this particular church. We were after the ones that violate these rules and put them away where they can not harm anyone. Yet the only way inside these particular churches was to actually allow you to be raped and participate in the raping of young children and teenagers and allow their parents to rape them and us in hopes of getting them to talk, known as pillow talk. 

Yet the problem with that is that at the time it wasn’t just a small handful. It was becoming a global problem. The government needed a task force to find them, and bring them to justice. Rape was just a small problem compared to murdering children and entire families stealing them off the streets knowing or thinking they would not be caught because they believed they were severing a higher purpose than the rest of us and split off for the main satanic churches to follow the old ways.

Did they want them for rape? Yes, but they wanted them more for the murder charges and the kidnapping charges. So they looked away until they had the people responsible for those charges. Then they would go back and deal with the rape charges. Sad to say many of them got off with nothing more than a slap on the wrist because they were only following orders and what they believed was what their devil god wanted. Yet ones responsible for the harder crimes were prosecuted and it was because of people like us that wanted to make a difference.

We were never apart of murdering anyone, for they didn’t allow kids my age to be part of it; Unless they were forced to do it like that young girl. Yet from that moment on I never witnessed any child killing someone except that one time. I wish I could say I had never witnessed seeing adult members killing someone or sacrificing someone, including several children during the time I was undercover as Nate Carrion. I still have nightmares about it.

I knew the threat was real, it was just I had a hard time convincing myself that I was doing it for no other reason so others wouldn’t have to go through what I and my family and friends went through.

I questioned sometimes if I had a chance to kill or sacrifice my father would I do it knowing I could get away with it. I can only say I questioned it many times, but afraid that answer would be yes, yet it would also be no, I couldn’t. Knowing if I had chosen to do it; I would have to live with the fact that I had just become my father, knowing he wouldn’t even question or hesitate to kill me. It didn’t help to know that he has tried many times and had nearly succeeded. He had a right to fear me at the time because I was indeed capable of doing it.

Yet in truth, I would never do it, no matter how much I hated him. I refused to become like him, but at the same time, he would never get chance to harm me in that way ever again… and he can and did blamed the Rothwell’s in making sure if he came after me or tried to lay hand on me. I could defend myself and never again will I be that helpless child unable to protect myself or my friends from him. 

He may see it as a threat to his life, yet in truth, he was a threat to my life and had always has been. But for now, that wasn’t what concerned me the most. Knowing neither my father nor my mother could harm me being so far way it was an impossibility.

Two hours was nothing even more so when you really didn’t want to do it. So we asked Rick and Martin if they needed to be prepared so when we all went to the church social we could do so without having to worry of being caught. It was indeed an embarrassing question that required an honest answer.

We were relieved that answer was yes they were more than ready. Yet the fact that we weren’t concerned them. Eli stated we would be fine since we have had sex couple of days ago. We didn’t do it every day since we got back from Texas and Eli didn’t care either way because he was used to it since his 5th birthday. He was more concerned about me because I wasn’t raised inside the satanic church and was considered a newcomer to the faith of true enlightenment.

So instead we relaxed in the hot tub, Eli whispered asking me if I had ever been with a black person before. I said yes that Greg and many of us had sex with Dr. Sars and her two daughters. Eli stated that wasn’t what he meant rolling his eyes as we watched the boys undress not in a gay way, but as roommates or inside a locker room.

He nodded in their direction and I shook my head that I haven’t. He stated he hadn’t either nor a girl or woman that was black. I whispered back that it was no different than being with any other girl or woman. I smiled when they both put on a bathing suit instead of going all natural’ al like the rest of us, but neither did we tease them about it. Instead, I tossed them a robe from my closet and we went down to the pool to relax giving Dad two thumbs up that situation was taken care of.  Even though it wasn’t as Eli and I hung up our robes and climbed in with the rest of my friends. While waited for dinner to be served.

Martin asked Jake and Greg if I they told me and Eli what too expect tonight. They gave me a silly smile and shook their heads as if it was some private joke. Causing me to ask them what Eli and I should expect. Eli pretty much told me that we would be invited to join some the popular boys like the ones we had met in church today in Sunday school.

We would bathe together like we did when we first met in Texas before we were married. Ricky said they have a little different tradition here, more like initiation before joining their little club being it would be mine and Eli first time.

Martin stated that we would be fine, just don’t wear anything that we don’t care about getting ruined, and have an extra set of clothes we could get to unless we wanted to run home naked in nothing but our sneakers. Without explaining very much other then they will all get a turn with us.

Eli said. “Great, just what I wanted to know.” Eli and I were already considering that maybe we weren’t as prepared as we thought we were, but we didn’t have much time to do anything about it as Mom called us to set the table and wash up for dinner. She smiled seeing that Martin and Ricky were still wearing bathing suits she like us didn’t say anything. Just figured they were just a little shy with women in the house and pretend it was no big deal.

Mom was Mom knowing what to expect as she mixed up a great big batch of our favorite drink and added it to the table with the pitchers of sparkling kool-aid telling us boys to drink up, even though the chance was high that we would be dosed with sex pills,

To ensure we could have sex over and over again, until we passed out considering no one knew about our new drink that was twice as effective compared to the pills, least not until they opened the store. Even Dad was expected to be highly dosed, uncertain if he and the rest of the Dads would be invited into their social circles.

We were having an early dinner compared to most nights, because of the social and Mom was taking a large tray of my favorite double chocolate chip cookies, and the rest of the mothers were taking either a cake or a pie. Knowing it was expected of them because unlike Eli and I and our wives they have been to a couple of socials already.

Mom stated it wasn’t anything different then LDS social meet and greet except for one thing and that was if they were invited personally to share a social bath.

I knew if the LDS Church would have a royal cow if they knew that some of their members aren’t true LDS but really believed that Lucifer was their true god and they were in the church to cultivate new members into their church.

Worst that they believed in have sex with anyone that has given them permission to, almost like nudism’s, but not even close, because they did so using drugs and alcohol and few other things like thinking it was ok to have sex with someone even though they said no forcing them to at knife-point. Plus they didn’t believe in the soft and cuddly stuff just hard sex any way they can get it. Dr. Sars had made up some fake weed for us to go with our powder sugar.

It would like we were smoking a joint, but in truth, we were smoking something that was more like sawdust to give the appearance, with a hint of onions and sulfur that would cause us to tear up. We had practiced being stoned, and drunk out of our minds, in case we had to participate.

So far we haven’t had to because we had given the excuses that we were tested for it. Due to sports and my excuses was that I didn’t drink or smoke because of the medications I was on. We still hoped that for now, that would work, but the problem I was facing now was the Queen had healed me and Jared. They expected me to be healed at some level even after a few hours, even Jared. Tonight I wouldn’t be using my fancy wheelchair for convenience.

The time went quickly and Tony and Jenny still hadn’t come back yet with our honor guard. We were all getting a little concerned as we were told not to leave without them. Eli and I packed everything we would need in two backpacks like extra clothes, our own bottle of unopened sex pills and brand new bath type robe made out of black silk screen painted in the back an animal, mine was a big ugly spider like tarantula painted in red and gold. Eli’s was a large cobra snake that was painted in grays and yellows with a touch of fluorescent green that looked like it was moving and changed colors when the light hit it.

It looks awesome, they were a gift from the Queen, which we could wear inside the bathing rooms. We also covered ourselves in exotic flavors, to help Mom and our wives with a little free PR in what their shop sells. Including free packets of our sex drink with the store logo on it. Including a few catalogs of what they can find in the store that might catch their interests. Everyone was excited about having all our new stores open because meant extra income for our families, they may think we were rich, but the truth was we were anything but rich.

We didn’t live on a shoe stringing budget or live paycheck to paycheck. We had enough to live comfortably and that’s it. Ones that were rich were the Vincent’s, The Benson's and The Earls. Stringum was mostly our money man and go to guy, he kept us flush with cash when we needed it, but most the time we lived without his help or his backers. That included the High Bishop and the Judge as well as the Kingston’s. 

The High Bishop told us to wear our new decorative swords to indicate our high positions at all the social gatherings. Even though they looked costly, which they were, they would be safe and nobody would dare steal them unless they didn’t value their lives and besides our honor guard would always be present or close by. I had to admit it looked awesome as we sword played a little bit, even though I had carry mine across my lap because it was impossible to wear while sitting in a wheelchair. With my collapsible crutches so I could a walk without my wheelchair because they expected me to now that I was healed by the new Queen if showed that I wasn’t it would prove she was a fraud and that was something we couldn’t allow to happen. 

It was nearly 6:30 when Tony and Jenny finally made an entrance with a whole squadron of honor guard.  Each all dressed in black expensive suits instead of ceremonial robes, wearing long knives and guns holstered to their sides, all wearing white masks to hide their identity. There were a total of 25 guards; 6 for Eli, Greg and 6 for our wives, 6 for Mom and Dad and for the rest of our family and the remainder of the guards were for the Vincent’s family. Tony and Jenny had their own set. I had no doubt that most of them came from Stringum’s estate. I questioned who was left to guard it.

Bishop Earl had his own set of 10 for his own family as well as the Benson's, even though they carried no title like Eli and I did, they were considered wealthy, which meant they needed protection. Tony stated that these men were tonight were temporary, until we had a chance to find some that would fit our needs, but every one of them was loyal to Stringum and us.

I had to admit it looked impressive even more so as we were escorted down to the old theater, that it looked like a funeral parade of cars. I noticed we weren’t the only ones that had honor guards as we parked and got out as our driver opened the door with our honor guards waiting to take us inside.