Paying It Forward Part 1

Chapter 247

Paying It Forward

Part 1

I laid on the bed and waited sorting through my clothes that Mom and Dad had grabbed me. I had two shirts and one pair of pants two pairs of warm socks and two pairs of boxers that were still inside the store package.

I ripped Terry shirt and tossed into the garbage, giving him one of mine, and a new pair of boxers and my extra pair of jeans and socks. He wore the same size shoes or close to it as mine, mines being a little bigger. I had decided the moment I saw them that he was never going to wear them again. However, I was hoping Mom packed me an extra pair. I wasn’t about to complain about it, I would live if I went barefoot for a few hours.

All I was doing was going to see my mother, and it wasn’t like there was a lot of snow down this direction as it is further up the mountains like it was in Heber. I began my list of thing that needed to be done like stopping at the store to by a warm blanket for the bed and some clothes for Terry. Mom would do the same for any of us if she saw the state his clothes were in.

It made me angry that his parents didn’t consider family first, or Mr. Tate was so cheap he didn’t take the time to buy Terry some new clothes. He talks a good game stating he provides for his boys he takes in until he finds someone to do it so he doesn’t have too. Terry cringed watching me throws out his clothes into the garbage can, I said. “I can’t allow you to wear these rags when I have better clothes and money in my pocket that I usually waste on unimportant things.”

Terry's eyes watered as his lips trembled I pulled him into a mainly hug telling him. “I was just like you once when the world s**t on me every day. I swore an oath that if I ever got the chance where I could provide someone like you clothes that didn’t look like worn out rags. I would. Think of it as paying it forward to someone else when it is your turn.”

He nodded as I held him in my arms and said. “They aren’t much or even the same size, but at least they are fairly new. Including the boxers, they have never been worn. You can borrow my shoes if you like until after we visit my mother. I am used to going barefoot. And the weather isn’t bad here, where I would need them.”

I released him and went into the bathroom and closed the door and showered. By the time I was ready he was dressed completely in my clothes. The shirt was a little big compared to my pants that were too short causing his socks to show above his ankles, but the waist was good fit maybe a little large being as he was nothing more than skin and bones.

He looked at the shoes and said. “Are you sure?”

I said. “Yes, trust me I’ll be fine,” he hesitated thinking I would take them back. But when I made no move to he slipped them on. I gave him my warm winter jacket completing the outfit and tightened my belt around his waist.

 He looked up at me with wonderment telling me nobody been this nice to him. I said. “Then you more than due I would say.” I placed our towels in garbage bag being as it was the only thing we had in the room to put our wet towels to be washed.

Mr. Tate met us down the stairs, itching to leave so we can get back. The moment he saw Terry dressed in my clothes he growled. “What was wrong with his old ones, they still had some wear in them.”

Mom said. “Really? Somehow I very much doubt that. We will be rectifying the situation the moment we are done visiting his mother.”

Mr. Tate gasped then grumbled. “More of waste of time considering they won’t be wearing them long if you ask me.”

Mom slapped Mr. Tate across the face said. “Clothing is just as important to a person regardless if they won’t be wearing them long. It should have been your first priority when you had him your custody other than to make sure he was clean and fed. I am taking him shopping… waste of time or not it matters.

“My husband and I will take him until we find a better home for him and his brother. If you don’t like it you can go hang yourself for as I care. Its all about the simple things we take for granted. Now let’s get this over with. I can’t stand another minute knowing what we could have done before we even arrived here.” Mom was Mom when she made up her mind, no one could change it.

Chef Philips said. “Apparently once more Mr. Tate that you placed yourself first before the rest of us; may I remind you that this fundraiser is just as important as your client's party. I find it appalling that you are willing to donate a quarter of million dollars to help children in need so they can have something for Christmas under the tree.

“Then come to find out that you are neglecting your duties as parent or guardian taking in boys that need you to help them with the simplest things like food and clothing a good roof over their heads. I for one can not stand the fact people like you and this boy’s parents don’t give it a second thought.

“So I am giving Nate and Mrs. Carrion everything in my wallet. To make sure these boys have enough money to buy clothes for Terry and his brother then I am going to write a big fat check and give to Mr. Carrion so he can make sure Terry and his brother have everything they need to start over, including things for school.”

Stringum said. “I am going to locate his parents and his other siblings and make sure they well are taken care of and see about bring them and put them back together if possible. I am buying their loan and the boy’s contract so you can’t do anything without our say so.

“Don’t worry Terry will be in the movie we are making, but you will not be the one responsible for them any longer and that goes for his training you have asked our boy Nate to do. You can film and direct how you see fit, but the training will resume at Nate’s and our discretion.

“He is not some cheap candy a*s, and he is not going to be threatened to hurry up Terry’s training. Nate and we will decide when to move to the next phase, not you. The same goes for his bother when he is able to join his brother. If you have a problem with that you can give me your notice and I will buy you out, with the understanding you are done making films period.

“You are done buying and selling boys as if they are merchandise to be sold on the market. I will send letters to all our backers and tell them so, barring you to do business with you ever again.

“Do I make myself clear?” Mr. Tate grumbled under his breath with a soft yes, shrinking back. Stringum placed his hand over his ear said. “Sorry, I don’t think we caught that.”

Mr. Tate said. "Yes." 

Stringum said. “Then we are done here. Antonio, we will not be coming back to this dump. Close up shop and call Landon to see about fumigating this place. I have never seen rats that big before, and have Landon find me a building inspector to determine if this place is worth saving.

Antonio said. "Yes boss." 

Mr. Tate mouth dropped. Stringum smiled. “That’s a man that knows who really signs his paycheck. Like you do Mr. Tate, providing you still have a job if I don’t have those contracts in my hand by 9 am sharp tomorrow and I mean all your contracts.”

He didn’t wait for him to reply other than the fact he said. “Well if you’re not coming back here then there is no need for me to come with you. I’ll meet you back at Mr. Carrion's place.”

Mom said. “Where we should have been in the first place, this place reeks of cigars and booze and worst than a boy’s locker room on a hot day. The rooms or infested with rats the size of cars and there is no way I am going to sleep in a bed where they can crawl on me. Come on boys we don’t have all day.”

Mr. Tate drove his car as everyone else crammed into Chefs Philip’s car telling me he wanted me to ride up front so we could go over the menu and the order. He didn’t have nice words for Mr. Tate as we drove out of the abandon farm house. Terry road in the back with Mom and Dad with him in the middle, Mom and was Mom as she spent the ride dragging out every detail about his life, hobbies and what not.

I wasn’t surprised to see Mom kissing him, have her say. “Now did you feel the difference about kissing a girl then a boy like Nate?” Only to have Dad turn around to kiss him, as Mom lifted his shirt so she could see rib cage having him pull it down and quickly stop her before she started to undo his belt and zipper.

Dad laughed, “Karen dear, you're embarrassing him, if he wants you to see him naked he will when he’s good and ready.”

Mom gave a heavy sigh. “I was just trying to get an idea of what sizes he is going to need for his new clothes. We can have sex later. After all my dear husband I have raised enough boys to know what I am doing.”

Dad gave a heavy sigh as Stringum drove; while Chef Philips and I went over the menu.  It was a short drive as we pulled up to the hospital that said Charter Canyon Hospital on the side. The same hospital I stayed in when I was learning how to sleep again without drugs and tranquilizers.

We quickly signed in, and as they noticed I was barefoot. Mom said to the nurse. “Is there a problem?”

Causing her to look at her in the face, she said. “No, no not really, I was just wondering why your son is barefoot. More so being it's close to freezing outside.”

Mom said. “Personally it’s none of your business, but if must know he was being considerate, not wanting to trample mud and dirt on your nice clean floors. So like a good boy that he is, he took them off and left them in the car. If you would like I can have him retrieve them, then you can explain to Mrs. Shepherd why her son is late for his visit with her.”

Mom slipped something into her hand. The nurse glanced down at it. “Well is a hospital, let me get him some hospital booties.” 

Mom pushed herself forward ending the conversation said. “No need, I am sure his mother won’t care if he is naked, I know I don’t. In fact, like her, I am sure she prefers her boys that way.” I saw the nurse pale and I smiled. Terry blushed to overhear her.

Mom said. “You do remember my son from the last time he was here, your resident nudist boy.” 

The nurse face blushed, even more, it was old hospital gossip, Dad said. “Let me see if you can remember me Nancy was it, the time we,” Dad whispered something in her ear.

She gasped then smiled looking down at Dads crotch. He stepped back said. “I am still having that same problem if you could see to yourself I very much appreciate it.”

She gave him a silly grin,” if you will follow me. I will direct you to Mrs. Shepherd’s room.” She whispered in Dads' ear something and he smiled he whispered something in Moms' ear and she smiled licking her lips.

We followed her down to the elevator and she pushed the button to the floor my mother was on telling someone she was going on her break as soon as she takes us to see my mother.

Terry’s eyes watched the nurse as she unbuttoned her blouse a little giving Dad enough cleavage as she ever so slightly adjusted those bad boys. Terry blushed as he whispered in my ear asking me what just took place. I rolled my eyes and whispered back in his ear. Telling him what had just transpired. He gasped. “You got to be kidding me.” Then lowered his voice to whisper, “and your Mom is fine with this?”

I whispered back. “Fine with it? She intends to participate.” His eyes got real big as he looked at both my adoptive parents and the nurse as she unbuttoned the third button then stopped as remember we boys were there and Stringum and Chef Philips.

My mother was doing some needlepoint as we were led inside her room. The nurse said; “your son Nate is here Mrs. Shepherd and his adoptive parents.” Mom smiled at me not seeing anyone but me. I went to her and quickly put my arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. Not wanting too embarrasses her, but my mother had different ideas as she kissed me. And not just a couple of peeks on the cheek a full-blown kiss. I caught the blush on Terry’s face, as he tried not to look. I... we had disused what to expect when meeting my mother, and the kissing rule.

When she released me yet not letting go of me for a single second as if I would disappear right before her eyes, she said. “So I see you brought a guest.” She didn’t ask which name I was going by, because the nurse introduced me as Nate.

In truth, everyone called me Nate, even when we weren’t undercover. It was just easier that way. Mom retained her name as Karen and Dad Robert and the same with my three brothers. Names where names people just forgot just as quickly, but I kept mine because it was more important that I stayed Nate Carrion 24/ 7. If anyone used my real name I wouldn’t know they meant me and I was good with that.

It was just one more thing that set me apart from my biological parents. My mother didn’t care for it and neither did my grandmother, but they played long knowing that using my real name could endanger me in certain company.

I motioned Terry forward said. “This my friend Terry he and I are working on the play Tangled Hearts, with Mark and me.”

She said. “Please to meet you, Terry.” I gave Terry a nod and he swallowed hard then shook her hand but he didn’t kiss her as we talked about, Mom pretend not to be hurt by it, the look in her eyes said it all.

I said covering for him. “He’s a little shy, but he and his family are nudists just like me.” Mom's eyes smiled as she looked him up and down then licked her lips. Terry blushed when he noticed her eyes linger down towards his crotch. I broke her train of thought by introducing Chef Philips. “And my boss Chef Philips. The guy I told you about helping me with the Halloween fundraisers.”

Mom knew Chef Philips and understood he was more than just my boss, he was a practicing nudist like the rest of us and he was also undercover in regards of the satanic church and his two boys. The fact that he was black wasn’t wasted on her, she looked at as something sweet and extra tasty even more so when I told her about his big Cobra, which for some reason made him even tastier.

He came forward and shook his hand. Mom stood up so everyone would stop looking down on her. She licked her lips eyeing his strong built body as she pictured him naked. Chef Phillip took her hand and shook it then just like that she was kissing him.

Terry gasped a second time as Mom moaned seeing her body shiver with excitement. If she could she’d rip his clothes off and be on him in two shakes of a lamb’s tail. She licked her lips again as he said. “It’s very nice to meet you, Mrs. Shepherd. I understand you been waiting for a decent dinner instead of ordinary hospital food. Give me 30 minutes or so I will tantalize your taste buds.”

Mom said. “Take your time, I am not going anywhere.”

Mom and Dad excused themselves from the room following the nurse that brought us here, said. “I think you boys are in good hands if you will excuse us we will meet you guys in the day-room downstairs for dinner. I need to attend to a few things before we head for home. Mom was smooth talker as she gave me and Terry a wink and closed the door to go hunting for that nurse for a “private consolation” as it were.

My mother said. “So,” placing the do not disturb sign on the door, working her way back to us pulling me back into a kiss, as she backed me toward the bed working off my clothing as fast as possible. 

Terry was out of his league when it comes to my mother and her little oddities as she started to undress me right there in the room in front of Terry. She had me down to my boxers by the time you can count to ten, she was working on them when there was knock on the door, some nurse said. “Mrs. Shepherd its time for your meds….”

Mom screamed. “I’m busy, read the damn sign its say please don’t disturb.” The nurse said backing up into the room with her equipment and tray of pills.  “

“Mrs. Shepherd we talked about this, you agreed that you would take your meds on time.” She turned around after opening the door. Terry waited to see if the nurse would have a fit seeing me almost naked and would have been if she didn’t interrupt us as my mother was sexually accosting, which I had warned him that might happen. I quickly jumped off the bed as if Mom was examining me for any bruises like the old days. Mom used her fingers prodding me like piece meat, said. “I am just checking my son for any signs of physical abuses that my idiot husband might have caused recently.”

The nurse smiled at me as I shrugged my shoulders, playing the role; “Mom I told you I am fine, see not one bruise, he didn’t get a chance to lay hand on me, Dad made sure of it.”

I reached for my clothes as Mom took them out my hands and said. “I am done examining you, Nate. I have the right to know being as you’re my son. The nurse knows that. In fact, the whole hospital knows that, plus the fact you’re their favorite nudist boy.”

The nurses smiled at me said. “Yes, we know all about your little escapades sneaking out at night just to go skinny dipping in our pool unseen. I see you still haven’t changed your shoe habit.” She quickly eyed my clothes finding no shoes or socks anywhere strung around the room.

Terry gasped like a fish, not believing what was going on. Mom smiled sweetly at the nurse, said. “I don’t have all day; I want to spend what time I have left today with my son.” The nurse gave her, her pills and made sure she swallowed all them and took her stats. Mom said sweetly. “If you be so kind as to close the door when you leave I don’t want embarrasses my son having people watching.”

She nodded said. “If you hold still long enough so I can get your blood pressure.” Mom acted like she was bored as she smiled at me, standing in my boxers. The nurse tsked at her. “Your blood pressure is kind of high like you have just run a marathon,”

Mom said. “No, I am just annoyed by all these interruptions. You want to see how high let me do jog around the building.”

The nurse said. “Yes that would do you some good, but I wouldn’t advise it because I have no desire watching you have a heart attack, the pool would be far better, and you could spend time with your son; providing he wears a bathing suit.”

I smiled sweetly, “Sorry no bathing suit, I prefer not to wear one if you remember?”

The nurse tsked at me placing her hands on her hips. “Well, normally boys your age would be embarrassed have your mother see you naked.” I smiled and dropped my boxers right in front of her, I was more than aroused still. 

Mom laughed said. “That’s my boy, his my golden sunshine.”

The nurse said. “Son if you are trying to push my buttons by embarrassing me, it's not going to work. I bathe dirty old men for a living and wipe their asses three times’s a day.”

I said. “I am just saying I am not afraid of my mother’s… “Meaning plural” seeing me naked, or my sisters, or any woman or girl my age.”

The nurse hand my boxers back too me, said. “I understand that, but I am only looking out for our guests that are not used to seeing boys like you running around in nothing but a smile. I am just asking you to be considerate of them. I can find you, boys, each a bathing suit if you would like.”

I nodded. “Perhaps after dinner, and if we have time before visiting hours are over.” The nurse said. “Your mothers have been cooped up all day in this room. You boys would be doing me a favor by getting her to exercise. She has been a royal pain in our a*s, and if it gets her in a better mood I am sure we can work something out by extending our visiting hours for an extra hour or two.”

Mom smiled, “You really know how to drive a hard bargain that I can’t refuse.”

The nurse said. “I am only looking out for your best interests, and want to extend your life. Plus if it takes your son Nate to get you to do what we want. It kills two birds with one stone. You get to be with him and it gets you to exercises without complaining.”

She left the room and closed the door. Only to have it reopen, Chef Philips said. “Your dinner is served.”

Mom said. “I would actually prefer to skip right too desert covering these boys and you in chocolate sauce, and ride you all like girl on a prom date.”

Terry blushed and I smiled said. “Mom, you are embarrassing Terry.”

Mom giggled and said. “So you boys haven’t done it yet?”

I shook my head. Mom smiled. “I see. Then my minds made up. The nurse may want you boys to wear bathing suits. I prefer you don’t,” Terry gasped and Chef Philips laughed. I quickly got dressed listening to my mother give a heavy sigh as she eyed me and then the bed sighing again.