Loren Part 2

Chapter 257-1

Loren

Part 2

 

It wasn't long as we were told take our seats as we landed at Arizona Airport where they kept the private planes separate from the large passenger planes. Franklin and his small band of makeup artists quickly packed up their gear as the boys put on a light robe due to the 90-degree heat outside versus the cold 40s we had left behind in Utah. The temperature change was so drastic that even with the light robes we boys were wearing seemed a little too much and the still hadn’t come up which meant it was going to be a very hot day.

Loren had told her bothers that there was no way she was allowing them to wear a shirt or long jeans or shoes for that matter after seeing how stark white they were compared to rest of us boys even she had nice tan compared to her two brothers Terry and Jessie. Mom agreed, of course, having them stand so she and Loren could lather them up in suntan lotion.  Even she wore nothing but brand new bikini and waist scarf and pair of beach style flip-flops like the rest of the girls that were with us.

She had decided that she would be among them as another student. Dad wrote her into the script as a cheerleader with Cindy, Greg’s and Chad’s sister and Fran; Hanks and West sister as well as Ronda Strous Stan’s older sister. Mr. Tate had no say in the matter all he cared about was his precious little sex scenes.

However, Terry hated the idea because that meant she was most likely going to participate. Yet there was very little he could do about it, he could never really say no to his big sister who he very much adored. He told her how he felt, but in the end, she won him over as they came to a compromise of sorts, as she gave a shrill giggle that said she got what she wanted watching her jump up and down and hugging him to death. Promising him she will make him proud. That she always wanted to be in the movies.  The fact we were making a porn film was lost on her, just like her innocent she didn’t care about being naked or having sex on camera. Too her it was just another day at the office.

Once again Landon was on top of things as usual as another white limo drove up for us. While everyone that wasn’t a Carrion which now included Loren plus my mother. All rode a school bus to the set. And a couple of black vans branded with the logo head-shot of Tangled Hearts on both sides of the van. There was nothing wrong with a little free marketing. Even though in truth it was a porn film and not a family movie as it was being advertised.

Mr. Tate had refused to ride with us and had arranged his own personal limo. However the driver was on our payroll, and every limo was fitted with a hidden camera and listening device in case Mr. Tate tried to place a hit on Terry’s parents. It was also the first time I had seen Jeff as he gave me a quick salute and a nod as he climbed into Mr. Tate’s limo having Mr. Tate state how cold it had gotten, he may have been cold, but the rest of us was already dying from dry heat. I knew Jeff was up to his old tricks, but like us, he wanted Mr. Tate. He had no intention of him going to prison; he had other unpleasant ideas for a man like him where Hell would be a non-stop flight.

Jared saw him too, as he gave me a nodded in Mr. Tate’s direction and so did Stringum and Tony. I had no idea what they were up too, other then the fact Jeff had decided to show up unannounced. I tried to contact Jeff and he simply refused to answer. It pissed me off when he did it, even more so because I had so many new questions. I tried to ask Mr. Stringum and Tony about what was going on, but all they would say was ‘not now, you have too much on your plate already’ which was true, but I really hated being in the dark.

Instead, Stringum handed me, Mark and Terry our playbook of our lines and the scenes we would be doing today. Mom and Stringum had convinced Mr. Tate that there would be no cheesy sex music. This would be a quality snuff film not one of those cheesy films were all there was sex. Mr. Tate hated the idea stomping off mad said. “We aren’t making a Disney film, and as soon as you realize that the better.”

My mother said getting to the limo with the rest of us and taking the seat next too me. “So, we are really going to make this movie?”

Dad said. “Yes, and then we will dangle the carrot and take them to the cleaners and make sure they spend the rest of their days in prison. Then we will burn the film and the script and it will be like it never happened. We will tell our adoring fans that money dried up and it only made it to the shelves. Then shorten the supply so we can get the rest of them. Then it will fade away like a bad dream. Life will return to normal….Mostly? But Mr. Tate in-cooperated won’t be an issue anymore.”

My mother was about to ask regarding the satanic church issue, until Stringum picked up the ringing phone and smiled, said as he covered the mouth of the phone with his hand. “We now have the location of where Mr. Tate is hiding some of the parents. He just ordered some to clean up his mess. Our team is in route now to stop him.” He looked at Loren and smiled. “That was a nice piece of work young lady by ruffling his feathers just enough to give us lead we would never have gotten thanks to you, being quick on your feet.

“I was going to chew you out royal for that fierier temper of yours, when I told we need that self-center egotist pig and not take out your revenge on him until after we have gotten what we needed….” He quickly turned back to his phone call said. “Yes, I am listening. I see, will perhaps… no… fine, do what you can quickly damn it. We need to find those keys long before we come back. Damn it to Hell, damn the cost, we can sort that out once we get this pig where we want him.

“Tell the general that we will proceed as plan, we will never get it a better chance with Mr. Tate busy with doing this film and we need that b*****d and his clients if we are to succeed. I understand we don’t have enough to go on, but I think once we get things going and have this snuff film we can bring them all out of the woodwork. Yes, the boys and their parents are on board, and if you keep your end of the bargain then we won’t have a problem. Listen we are about to arrive at the set.

“Give me a jingle when everything is in place, and make damn sure that we aren’t discovered. We have no idea what we are walking into. I’ll send Tony and our secret weapon with him so we can do it without getting caught with our pants down.” Stringum hung up the phone, only to pick it back up, said. “Tony, I need you to meet me in my trailer as soon as I get Mr. Tate squared away. No, I am not letting our boy get him mixed into this mess anymore then I have too, but… Yes, I know he could be a great help, but with Mr. Tate breathing down his neck it wouldn’t work to have our boy missing if we took off the set without giving Mr. Tate cause to think we are up to something.

“Fine, give me a few minutes to work something out.” He hung up the phone and looked at me, and said. “Nate my boy, it appears our mutual friend needs your help considering neither Tony nor I can do the things you can do. And our friend won’t back down, stating he has shared enough of his little secrets with us. He is already getting some flack for getting involved in this mess, but as you have guessed. Mr. Tate is not very well liked and, it appears that the “people” he works have different plans for him in the near future; if you catch my meaning?” Stringum looked around limo seeing everyone’s faces.

Very few of them even knew about Jeff and the strange things he and I could do that nobody else could do. Not even my mother knew about me and Jeff other then he was dead and keeps popping up into my life, but she didn’t know about everything. Mom too was unaware, but Dad, Stringum and Tony, and Mr. Vincent and Dotty recently got a small taste of what means to have a friend like Jeff.

Even Jared was more aware because like me, Stringum, and Tony and few of my friends like Eli and Greg new more what was going on than most people because they too could see him. My mother said. “Please tell me you’re not talking about his dead friend Jeff. Who for the most part is hard enough to believe that he as attached himself to my son. Every time he comes up means trouble with a capital T.”

I said. “Mom, don’t get your panties in a bunch. It's not going to do you any good if he wants me to help him. I owe him big time, and you know it. But I wish he would have come to me first, but that’s not the issue. Now the question is how are we going sneak me off the set for a few minutes without Mr. Tate catching on?”

Dad looked at Terry and smiled and said. “By giving him exactly what he wants.  He wants Terry to take the leading role, so Terry just became Steve.”

Terry faces blanched, and his sister Loren looked at him said. “Hell no, my brother can’t do what you think you are suggestion. Unlike the rest of you, Terry hasn’t been raped, and if I have anything to do with it he won’t be. A penis is one thing, I am fine with that. I am fine with him and my brother being filmed without their clothes on; but when it comes to bending him over and sticking a penis up his cut boney little a*s. I can’t let that happen. I wasn’t there for my little brother as I watched him being raped in the most brutal way over and over again. I am here now and I refuse…”

Terry grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him, said. “Loren it’s going to happen, you can’t stop it anymore then I could. I made Mr. Tate a promise that when he tells me to perform I will do whatever it takes. I wasn’t rapped like you or Jessie, because I asked them to do it. So I like you can survive one more day. If I don’t do it, he will kill you and Jessie in front of me, then everyone here. He is a very powerful man, and he outnumbers us ten to one. You know this, but also know that he can’t hurt me as he did to Jessie and you.

“Mom and Dad made sure that when I was being prepared, that I wouldn’t feel any pain, I would feel nothing but love. I will do anything to keep you and Jessie alive, and our new family. Do you understand that this is my choice to make? Jessie and I signed an unbreakable contract that if we do what he asks us to do. We all survive another day. It is my understanding that Mr. Stringum needs me to honor that contract so Nate and his friends can rescue our parents, even they deserve to live another day. If that means me having to turn tricks for that b*****d to do it; I am going to let them do it.”

Terry wiped her eyes with his fingers and kissed her on the head, said. “In scene three, it says Steve is asked to stay after school for detention for letting the mice escape from their cages, causing all kinds of trouble. Let’s rewrite the script where my character Will, does it instead. So he is kept after school and Steve is not. I think I can buy enough time for Nate to leave the room with the rest of the class if I play a little hard to get as our Teacher tries to rape me; then in this new scene on page 152 where I am told to drop by his house for some “extra help,” with my studies with two of my classmates.

“Adding my little brother Jessie who I couldn’t leave at home without my parents being home and my brother Jared who was also was invited for a study session with me and the Teacher.  If we write in Nate to knock on the door asking him if he can mow his lawn today instead of tomorrow being as today is Friday instead of Will according to the script Mr. Tate wrote and move his boy scout scene to be filmed later.  As Nate shows up soon after and we have a joint sex scene with the teacher because Nate looked like a tasty treat as well.”

Dad said. “I think Mr. Tate will have no problem with this scene change. It gives him what he wants, and the movie will be perfect for those Mary’s. Everyone gets what they want, and we can sneak Nate in to the makeup trailer stating he needs to freshen up where it states Will takes off his shirt for the mowing scene and is being covered in sweat which will require him to be rubbed down with vegetable oil and water, to show that he was indeed sweating. Not that he won’t be in this heat.”

Dad said fanning himself as the car stopped as our adoring fans noticed the limos pulling into the set where the trailers are. The sun was already up and it was clear day now, well early morning any way being as it was a little bit past 10 now having to wait for my mother slowed us down a bit.

Mr. Tate was angry as he knocked on our window as Dad rolled it down telling him not to get his panties in a bunch, said. “We were just going over the last changes in your script. I added to it and made a few adjustments I think you're going to like far better then what you had.” Mr. Tate growled angrily but Dad handed him our playbook and notes and said. “Here see for your self. Give us a few minutes to finish the boy’s makeup and we can start shooting.” Everyone ignored him as we got out of the limo as our team put up the barricade so our adoring fans couldn’t rush us.

Stringum gave a nod to our marketing director Mr. Vincent to start handing out black and white T-shirts with our head-shots shaped into a heart… like Mom had designed with Tangle Harts in gold lettering above and below it as well as mugs, and posters. And free tickets to see the movie. Well, the edit version, where the only sex scenes were only between me and Mark, with brief nudity, and I mean very brief and lots of kissing and romantic scenes with us and several of our girlfriends. In ways, we were doing two different movies. The idea was to keep everyone guessing before the big show itself. 

Many of the girls whistled and cheered the moment they saw us boys without our shirts on. Terry blushed as he tried to hide behind us, but Loren wanted Terry front and center showing off his very white body… from a distance though he blended in nicely with the rest of us. Mom smiled said. “You boys look good enough to eat if I gather from your fans, boys.” Terry blushed, but there was no place for him to hide so instead he hurried along almost outpacing us to get to the makeup trailer being he was more undressed then the rest of us and he didn’t like the attention being paraded around like a fine piece of eye candy.