The World Of Movies Part 1

Chapter 237

The World Of Movies

Part 1

The one thing that was nice about the pool being outdoors here was the fact it was in a secluded area where no one could see us unless they came around to the side of the house or walked along the shore of the beach. Then again Stringum and Mr. Tate had made it off limits to everyone so we could have our privacy and making sure that happened. Yet didn’t really matter much considering most if not all the people running around our summer cottage were male; unless you count our mothers of course who also decided to frock naked in the sun with us. After all who would pass off a chance to sunbathe in the hot sun when back home it was freezing cold?

Even the men folk and our crew joined us, Mom had finally convinced Cameron to take off all his clothes and join us, which I had no doubt he did it to see if any of us would tease him because he wasn’t a supermodel or the fact Mom and the girls pushed him into it, because they were relentless. The fact he was gay didn’t bother them or us, it was what it was. He was our main makeup artist and would see us naked all the time; it was only fair that we saw him.

Even our doctor joined us after awhile with some coxing from Mr. Tate being as he was roughly the same age as he was.  Yet he still refused to be filmed which was ok. Dad and Mr. Tate liked the idea of using Mr. Earl or Mr. Benson for the part and using Stephen and Antonio for the school teachers in the up coming scenes they were planning once we got back to civilization.

Mom was strict when came to making sure we boys spent more time on homework than in the pool. She made a promise and she intended to keep it. She only had one major problem with the new idea of Tangled Hearts and it was about how we boys were going to have time to shoot the scenes when we are supposed to be in school. Dad simply stated it just meant we had to be on top with our school work, which wasn’t anything new for me, but now that Mark was my brother, he too would have to be on top of his as well. So when we needed to be somewhere we could go and school wouldn’t be a problem Stringum promised her everything will be fine, even if had to hire a tutor for us.

Mom trusted Stringum because she knew he always put school first before work, and she liked that. Even though Mr. Tate too promised it she didn’t believe him for one single second; considering he had kidnapped me, Mark and Sal, when we were supposed to be going to Mr. Nestor’s house in Heber. She wasn’t about to let him forget that anytime soon. More so after what happened on the plane ride over here; she had lied to my grandmother telling her everything was fine and I was staying at friend’s house.

She didn’t want to tell her about how I and my brothers almost got killed and then flying a plane on my own clear to Saint George. Knowing my grandmother would never trust her again. They were already on her s**t list for what happened to me during the Gloria incident and my undercover work inside the satanic church, plus the fact I came back married to Eli and his sister. Even though none of it was exactly her fault, but didn’t matter to my grandmother regardless, in the end, it all worked out.

This would have been another nail in her coffin, plus the fact I was now in evolved in smut films which were illegal because I was underage. Then again she would think it was joke and demand to see a copy of the films and magazine; for now, we weren’t going to tell her any of that. Knowing it could damage our relationship further.

She was already having hard enough time dealing with the fact that I am being rapped over and over again for the sake of the satanic church so I could remain undercover to take them down; which she had made it quite clear she wanted me not to be a part of. My father, on the other hand, hoped that I would get myself killed in the process and mostly likely give the person a reward for doing it.

We were still working under the radar of the witness protect clause. With a little over a three weeks before we go back to family court so my father can make a fool out of himself. I still wasn’t allowed to call my mother, so everything had to go through Grandma or Jennie Cranny.

Who also hasn’t been a reliable source to tell about what I have been going through since we moved to Heber? If my mother knew she would force the Rothwell’s to give me too her, but then again she would have to deal with my father first, plus the fact the Rothwell’s have given just as many chances to my mother in regards of putting me in danger. We were all walking on thin ice wondering when it was going to crack. The only thing I had going for me was the Family Courts decision was based on the fact I was married and considered an adult in their eyes with a little over a year before I aged out anyway.

My father was still working based on the fact that I shouldn’t be considered an adult, but neither did he want me home, nor did he want me with the Rothwell’s or the Downing’s. He wanted me in prison or somewhere so far away nobody would ever hear from me again. Plus the fact he thinks he is going to cash in using me and the Rothwell’s.

The truth be known Dad could easily paid his demands several times over considering he and Stringum had given at least that amount to Mr. Tate for me and my new brothers. Dad and Stringum have stated that he wasn’t about to see one red cent of the money he is asking for, regardless of what he says in court. Stringum was making sure that when we made our way into court this time it would be the last. Not that I was worried, well maybe a little bit, but for now I had other things to worry about.

Like all good things, they all come to end eventually. Mom checked our homework as we turned it into her. I was working on my notes for my two tests I would be taking on Friday, and they weren’t take home test. I still haven’t picked what my term paper was going to be on this time in world history; it was a toss up between what was taking place in today’s society, and how it affects me, or the effects of global warming.

Mom, Dad and I were leaning towards the other being as it was far more interesting, plus I could use my personal experiences. Toned down a bit of course, because of the nature of what I was involved in. Drivers Ed was one of my easiest classes considering I was considered an expert driver now. Not that I have driven anything lately, but Mom and Dad were going to re-certify that now that we didn’t need the wheelchair cover story anymore.

Due to the fact, everything was being taken apart we couldn’t film anything inside the house. So the juicy sex scene Mr. Tate wanted with Chef Phillips and the girls had to be delayed until the workmen quit for the night. The house was basically empty of furniture and leaving Mr. Tate just enough filming equipment to do it since he needed that insert done by Thursday.

Stringum had set up a special trailer where Mr. Tate could work so the men could strip the house completely. They wanted to do the demolition on Tuesday and Wednesday, they had decided that the place was too small for what they wanted to do for filming and it was more cost-effective to knock most, if not all of it down and rebuild it from the ground up. Which meant three maybe four months added to the build? The good news was that we didn’t have to worry about the cold or the snow slowing down the progress which also meant Stringum didn’t have to have large work crew working around the clock once the building actually began as he had in Heber.

He would be moving most of the crew to this location once the heavy snows hit, making it nearly impossible to build. He had doubled the crew for now tacking on a bonus if they finished all the cabins he needed to be built before that happened. He hadn’t decided if he wanted Chef Mack to move down here once work had declined because of the snows. Or just have everything taken down and brought here for the crew here could use.

He would make a final decision once the fundraiser was over, but he was leaning towards moving Chef Mack to run the kitchen here to complete his other projects like the new hotel and another housing project here after purchasing most of the land that would become part of the new town once it was built; our location no longer a secret that we were somewhere in Tucson Arizona near a town of Needles. The town I was told was smaller then Santaquin which for me was hard to fathom.

Stringum had lots of plans regarding this venture, once Mr. Tate was no longer an issue. He wanted to use this place as new filming studio for motion pictures; which was why he and his investors were putting in so much money here because it had the chance of recouping it three or four times the amount of the projected costs within the next five years. His motto was you had to spend money to make money.

No one mentioned the fact that Mr. Tate was on borrowed time, other then the fact he was going to make his films and magazines and that was all he needed to know, being as we had taken a vote that he wasn’t to be trusted nor was he going to be brought into our fold. He was too dangerous to be allowed that option with no regrets of what he was doing.

Everyone was giving him a chance to change, by giving him a new direction that would mean no more involving underage boys to exploit, and murder in cold blood. We still had no proof of that, but it was obvious that he had done so. Mr. Nestor had stated that he had and was now in the process of looking for their bodies. He had said under drug state of truth serum that every boy, once they had reached their 18th birthday, were taken to his estate and placed behind those locked doors. It was unclear if they were still alive or being held, prisoner.

In any case, we needed to get inside and find out. However Mr. Nestor was responsible for 13 murders, we had found several of them on tape shot to death. It was unclear if Mr. Tate was involved in all them or some of them. Being as each of the killings was done on camera with nobody in the room. Even Mr. Nestor days were numbered, but he would be the first taken down, they were waiting for orders to do it. Now that we know we don’t need him. Mr. Tate could lead us to the people we needed to stop starting with his gala next Saturday.

Mom had invited herself to join us in hopes of making it a more pleasant experience for the boys we were about to rape or prepare to be raped whenever the need arises. She did it because One she was their new mother that should be with her children during a difficult time, and two; she wanted to let them know it was ok for them to do it in her presence since we don’t keep secrets anymore, and three; so they can see that it doesn’t hurt when done the right way and that she too likes to have sex in that way. Mom suggested that Dad, Mark, Sal and I go first so they could see that we didn’t experience any pain when boys or men do this.

She, however, didn’t set any ground rules other than the fact they should ask for permission first, and only do so with boys and men that have been prepared in this way. She and Dad had dropped the rule regarding never to do it in plain sight, or only do so when they have no choice but to do it because their life depends on it. They had decided that it was just plain stupid and it made things awkward. Awkward could get your self killed, and that was one thing we had to avoid; which was why Mom and Dad were allowing them to do it any time they liked.

Plus it gave Mom and Dad the right to view them when they bring home some of their friends before they made that choice to do it with them, where they could stop that from happening if their friends hadn’t been prepared in that fashion. They were doing their best to make sure none of them would be like Shawn who only prefers boy’s butts or boy’s period; which was why she was introducing them to sex with girls. Setting rules that they can have sex with girls that have their stamp of approval stimulating them and having sex were two different things and Mom and Dad were going to make sure they understood that.

Not that they could do much considering the boys were under the age of 8 well except for Mark and Sal who was 16 and 13 and very well equipped. Mom and Dad had already had the big sex talk with them regarding sex and safe sex. The other three boys were still underdeveloped to do much then stimulate them and each other, but being nudist boy’s Mom and Dad will know when to have that serious talk regarding sex with girls.

My concern was what Shawn was going to do when he finds out that Mom and Dad had broken that cardinal rule about having sex with boys. After he and Arthur had been punished and ostracized and branded for life regarding it. I doubted that Shawn would be so forgiving, plus the fact-finding out Mom and Dad had adopted 5 boys beside me who he has already had a major problem with.

Yet Mom and Dad state that he is no longer angry about me being a part of their family and has accepted me as his brother. Jeff said it was lie that he was working the angle so he could come home and destroy the relationship I had with Mom and Dad and his brothers. The one thing that I didn’t have to worry about was Shane and my two adoptive sisters Kerry and Jody. I knew they would accept them as part of our family and fall in love with them the moment they meet them.

I was a little surprised by the fact Mom and Dad didn’t tell them our real names, always using our undercover names and giving them their last name as Carrion and not Rothwell. Than again trust must be earned. And with Mr. Tate being so close to us, it was best not to tell them the truth until he was out of the picture. Not that it matters considering like I said ten times out of ten everyone calls me Nate now anyway.

I have gotten used to it that my Rothwell name was the fake name. Then again I always hated the name Eric because I reminded me where it came from. Later on, in life I had decided that didn’t matter what people called me by it, even though I hated the name, it was just easier to let them use my birth name then explain my life story when I gave my employer my social security number that contains my real name. Let’s just say people just don’t really care about what you like in terms of what has taken place in your life. All they want is someone to do the job; they are hiring you for and nothing else.