The Main Event Part 3

Chapter 265-2

The Main Event

Part 3

 

There was nothing left for me to do, my part of the work was done with my food all gone, and kitchen cleaned. Even the dishes were almost finished. Everything wouldn’t be taken down and reloaded on the trucks until Saturday morning, as Stringum took the stage and started to call out numbers for the big prize give away. Reminding the kids who participated in the pumpkin contest if they wanted to take home their pumpkins that they can when they are ready to go home. Telling everyone that Spook Ally and the games were now open and for anyone that would like to get their face painted and picture taken they can now do so.

And to please help themselves to all the deserts, root beer and trays of goodies and all the candy they can eat, but more importantly to enjoy the show and please keep writing those checks so our kids and families in need can have very nice Christmas this year; stating we had risen close to 5 million dollars; getting whistles and a lot of applause. I wasn’t surprised to see our one and only famous magician Lance Burton who was also known to some here in Heber as Tibaern Drake.

Most of the people here were waiting for our band, the Rolling Stones as the younger kids soon disappeared like magic once they heard the games and the Spook Ally was now opened. Many the parents with young kids left after their kids got their fill of candy and desserts and after they had least gone through the Spook Ally three or four times. Stating it was a big hit with the younger kids as many of the young kids under the age of 7 seven started to get cranky or just fell asleep with sticky faces and caramel apples in their hands or large lollipop they had won in the games or prizes.

Kerry had left with my little brother Jonathon, as well with my grandmother, who had no intention of dancing or wanting to hear the band The Rolling Stones. Saying she wasn’t about to go deaf and she was wanting to climb into a nice hot bath where she could relax to her heart's content back at her hotel room that Stringum had provided for her.

My mother had no intention of leaving because this was the only night she was going to be with me and Aaron for a while and she intended to make the most of it. Every so often Stringum would go up on stage as our next performers got setup reading off more numbers for the big prize give away until all the prizes were gone.

The later it got more people started to leave and many of them taking their pumpkins home with them. Dad and the boys removed more than a third of the tables rolling them away and placing them on carts next to the wall. Lining up the chairs along the wall for those that just wanted to sit and watch. The lights soon dimmed as the stage came to life with the slow ticking of drums and stage lights flash with the band everyone was waiting for; most of the younger kids and lot of the parents had gone home. Happy and full with many of them with empty wallets.

Man, I was glad we had started the punch and cookie table with paper cups and plates including napkins. I knew my crew was even happier when the last dish made its way into the dish room after trading glassware for paper plates and plastic forks, wanting to go out into the dining room and dance the rest of the night away. Many of the wait staff had changed out of their costumes, wanting to get all that caked on makeup off; not that I could blame them, having had my fill it of over the past week.

My grandmother quickly excused herself after giving me and Aaron each several squeezes and kisses on our cheeks wishing us goodnight and telling us she will see us in the morning before my mother had to go back to Charter Canyon and my brother had to back, with his foster family. I hated the idea of him being a ward of the state, but so far Aaron has been treated fairly well. Even though he said he hated it because they always make him eat fish and lots of leafy green vegetables. The worst was oatmeal.

I told him he should be grateful that they feed him at all. Knowing from experience how some of those foster homes they didn’t give a rats a*s about us. Only when the paycheck came around did they happen to remember us as we ate well for a couple of days then it was back too. “Hey, you clean this and clean that, go to your rooms and stay there so I don’t have to look at you.”

Rhoda changed into some jeans like the rest of the girls; I knew it bothered her when my grandma called her a cheap w***e. Stating her and the girls should be ashamed of themselves flaunting themselves like that around a bunch of horny boys. Rhoda said. “Good I thought she never leave;” watching my Dad take her across the street to our hotel with my adoptive Mom to change into something more comfortable; now that the dance was about the start.

I said she was just angry about finding out what Tangle Hearts was really about and being left in the dark. Aaron said. “Why would she be angry about you kissing a bunch of girls. It's not like she hasn’t seen you kissing Greg and Eli and your bothers more times then I can count. It isn’t like you’re having sex with them, it's just kissing. I don’t understand what the big deal is, we know for a fact that you’re not gay. Not when you have a girl like Rhoda who is smoking hot… you’d be stupid to turn that down for some boy.”

I said. “My thoughts exactly; let’s go through the Spook Ally before the dance starts, then you can change your clothes if you want too.”

I wasn’t about to tell him…. if ever… that was exactly what I have been doing. There was no need for him to know, as Rhoda took him by the hand said. “Let me take you through since I haven’t been through it yet and you can protect me from the big scary monsters.”

Aaron had no problem when it came to girls, and made his day when they volunteered his services to protect them, most of all he wasn’t shy around them when he is naked in front of them or vise a versa. Aaron said, asking her if she still bathes me and my bothers. Having her state the answer yes asking him why; hearing him tell her that his foster parents freaked out when he told them that we believed in sharing a tub or we went skinny dipping all the time; telling him that was considered immorally wrong.

Rhoda said. “Really? What’s wrong with taking bath together? It isn’t like we haven’t seen each other naked most of our lives?” 

Aaron shrugged his shoulders, said. “They think that I am old enough to know better now that I am 13 and will be 14 in a few more months. That I am too old see my mother or my sisters naked or any girl for that matter said it’s bringing in the devil into the house.”

Rhoda said asking. “And what do you think Aaron?”

Aaron said. “If they really want to bring the devil into the house, they can invite my father over.”

Rhoda giggled said. “I think if they met your father, they would throw his a*s to the curb and invite the devil instead personally. I’ll make you a deal… after we go through the Spook Ally we will grab your brother and well go back to the hotel and run us a bath; I can give you both a full body massage afterward before you go to bed. That will fix them when you tell them not only did I bathe with you and your brother. I gave you both full naked body massages.” I watched him give her a high five, as they went down the hall to the Spook Ally.

It wasn’t long before they were back, as Mom and Dad were making their way into the dining room. Rhoda said. “Aaron wants me to give him and his brother a bath before I put them to bed tonight.”

Mom and Dad said. “Sounds good, would you like any help? I was just thinking that now that Nate was done for the night, that nice hot bath and massage would be just the ticket to get him in bed now that he is no longer needed here. And don’t you dare say no Nate, how could you even possibly say no to your little brother that you haven’t seen for months at a time wanting to take bath with his big brother like he used too?”

I looked at Aaron as he was practically begging, I said. “And what of his foster parents? You told me that they didn’t want Aaron mixed up in our nudist lifestyle.”

Mom said, “Oh Please.” Rolling her eyes at me and putting her arm around Aaron. "It isn’t like he hasn’t run through our house naked with the rest of the boys, and what’s wrong with a nice hot relaxing bath together. Besides I and his mother was going to give him a bath anyway tonight. So we will just make it a family bath. And his foster parents can go straight to hell for as I am concerned.

“I’ll call the caseworker in the morning telling her that Aaron is spending the weekend with us, so he can spend time with his brother and grandmother. And we will return him Sunday night when his grandmother is ready to go home and they both can go to church with us on Sunday which will make them happy considering how they feel about not missing a church, being as they LDS snobs. Now go get your things and we will go.”

There was no point in arguing, I was dead beat tired, and I promised Mom and Dad that I would turn in early tonight when I was no longer needed. I grabbed my stuff and Aaron's backpack that had his change of clothes in it. It didn’t matter he had only one change of clothes or the fact he didn’t have his Sunday clothes or a bathing suit if he wanted to go swimming in our pool at home. Mostly because he wouldn’t be needing any and the clothes he didn’t have.

I had enough brothers in the house that wore roughly his size. Aaron was almost skipping out the door, which was unusual for boys his age, getting excited about taking a bath. Most boys would fight tooth and nail when it came to bath time, until they were inside it, playing in the bubbles with their bath toys.

We met my mother on the way back to the hotel asking us where we were going, Aaron's said. “To take nice long “family” bath in the huge bathtub.” My mother didn’t give response other than taking Aaron’s hand stating she wanted to come as well. The fact we were missing the big Halloween dance and a private showing of The Rolling Stones didn’t bother her.

She simply took his hand as they both skipped back to the hotel, all she said. “You do know his fosters parent said about him getting mixed up in your nudist lifestyle? I pretty sure a family bath was at the top of their no, no list.”

My adoptive Mom turned as she pushed the button to my room said. “Linda, I could give a rat’s a*s about how they feel about our lifestyle. You know as well as I do that Aaron has been running naked around my house with my boys for a better part of 4 years the moment he found out that being naked was nothing more then sharing ourselves as God had intended if we never left the garden. Hell, he has been skinny dipping with us as long as I can remember.

“Why should a bunch of stuck up LDS church know it alls. Tell you how to raise your children. You know for a fact that you are his family and we are part of his family as long as he is with us. So I say let them think what they want, but it sure isn’t going to stop me from allowing Aaron not too participate when it comes to our lifestyle.

“If he wants run naked through my house with the rest of us, then damn it to hell, Linda, I am going to let him; and if wants a bath with his brother or share bed with him or any of my boys. I am going to tuck him in right beside them.”

The elevator door opened and we proceed down to my room, my mother turned to go in her room first to put on a robe, while my adoptive Mom and my wife Rhoda prepared a bath for all of us. Dad went to his and Moms room to grab them a robe as well and find one for Aaron, having to borrow one from one of my brothers and to make sure that they had gone to bed like they were supposed to being the only ones up were down at the dance and are old enough to stay up until midnight; which were Mark, Jared, and Terry as well as his sister Loren.  Everyone one else was below the age of 12 and had already tuned in for the night.

Mom tsked when she opened Aaron's backpack see his Pj’s, Aaron stated that they make him wear them, even the shirt. She said. “Well it’s a stupid rule, as you know none of my boys own a pair, they either sleep naked or they sleep in their boxers. By the way, were are your…never mind.” Mom lifting out a pair of tighty whites rolling her eyes said. “No, not happening, boys were boxers not girl panties.”

She hated tighty whites, stating they should be banned period. She tossed them into the garbage can with his Pj’s which were the hideous Scooby Do things we have ever seen. Well except those fire engine ones… the ones my father tried to make me wear.

Which my mother burned in the wood burning stove alongside Aaron's and every pair my father bought after that until he stopped because the moment he brought them home she would burn them right in front him, she tried burning his, but that was a lost cause because he kept them in a locked suitcase where she couldn’t get at them with the rest of his clothes, as his temple garments.

She had him borrow pair of Jared’s, the rest of his clothes were ok, and not the greatest being as there were holes in the knees of his jeans. Mom hated us wearing holy jeans when they got to the point where she couldn’t stand it anymore they became shorts for summer.

She would have tossed them or made shorts out them, but he didn’t have jeans to replace them, and all we had was a change of clothes nothing more. The only thing extra we had in our overnight bags were socks and underwear. 

She gave a heavy sigh said. “I guess this will have to do, being we weren’t even sure if you were coming.  We hoped you would, but we didn’t count on, but you’re here so we will just make the best of it.  We will put you in here with your bother, where you belong instead of with your mother; who is way too old for you to be sleeping with.”

Dad came into the room wearing a robe and carrying two more. He looked into the garbage can seeing the Pj’s hanging out and the pair of tighty whities. He simply stated that he kind figured those tight asses stuck up holier then thou LDS snobs would torture someone to wear these. Mom said. “Gets worst,” showing him Aaron's jeans, and the ugliest shirt they had ever seen. Orange and brown stripes.

Dad said. “The only good places for those are to make rags out of them. Why don’t you take Aaron shopping in the morning and buy him some new ones and take Linda with you, since she would be bored stiff and you can drop her off at Charter Canyon.”

Mom studied Aaron walking around him helping him off with his costume, said. “Yes, I think we can do that, and get his hair cut while we're at it, but dear, Linda doesn’t need to go back until Monday morning. According to them, she made vast improvements, plus her therapist and doctors are gone over the weekend. Plus I had invited her best friend Jennie Cranny to come up to the house tomorrow and spend the weekend with us.

“So we can get an idea where she stands regarding her case regarding her husband Paul before we walk into that courtroom on Wednesday.  I had invited her to the fundraiser, but she had promised the boys and her daughter they could spend Halloween with their grandparents like they do every year.”

Dad said. “Why don’t you call her back and have her meet you here and you take her and Linda and spend the day painting the town. Kerry and Jody can watch her three boys and their sister. You can even leave Aaron here with us after you take his measurements. You know how we boys hate going shopping with you girls. I can have Franklin cut his hair while we're taking down everything tomorrow and meet you all back at the house.”

My mother came in the door, hearing the last part of meet us back at the house. She said closing the door, seeing the Aaron's clothes in the garbage can by the door, she asked. “So I gathered you haven’t told them yet about me spending the weekend with you guys. No need to worry about returning me to Charter Canyon. I worked it out with my doctors and said Monday morning is fine since the doctors and the therapist usually take the weekend off.”

Dad said. “So I have been told, but that’s good too know, however we have arranged that when you and his grandmother go back we can drop you and Aaron off at the same time Sunday night or you can go back with Jennie and her kids since we have invited them to spend the weekend with us so we can get a feel for what to expect on Wednesday before we all go to court. That way none of our kids misses school on Monday and we can begin putting our lives back to normal now that we have the fundraiser over with.” 

My mother blinked and said. “That could work. I wasn’t aware that my friend Jennie was coming; so what’s the plan if I may ask?”

Rhoda came into the room wearing a robe placing her clothes into the closet and helped finish taking Aaron’s off with his, said. “A girl’s day painting the town, why the boys work taking down everything. If I am not mistaken, now who’s ready for a nice hot bath, so I can these boys to bed?”

Like I said Aaron wasn’t shy when it came to my family or girls like Rhoda helping him take off his costume and the allowing my adoptive Mom measuring him standing in completely in the nude as she wrote down his measurements on a piece of hotel stationery, while at the same time examine him for any bruises. She gave a sigh of relief that he hadn’t been harmed. I consider him lucky compared to some of the homes I had been placed in including the Rothwell’s.

All she said was to give her a moment to call Jennie and see if she can find him a pair of boxers, taking the ones he was wearing and added them to the garbage can. She would have had added his sneakers finding them too small for him and weren’t in the greatest shape, but she let him keep them for now, just added them to the list. Picked up her robe and left the room.