Now that they are castrated what happened to the team that day? Events will lay the foundation to propel Evan into a future involving more castrations and much more.
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BELLOW WHO THE HELL CASTRATED ME? With a crash and a bang Lee and Brian come through the door walking a little bowlegged. I SAID WHO THE HELL CASTRATED ME. God, this is out of hand I think. Lee is going to kill someone if I dont do something. Feigning waking up from a drunken stupor, I roll over so they can see my crotch. I say Keith, I told you not to do it. You never listen. Quick as a flash Jonathan, Kenneth, and Patrick are up and parading in front of Lee. Their little boy cocks and black balls are bouncing and Jonathan says, Keith made me a man. Patrick chimes in I am a man and Ken cant beat me up any more. Kenneth adds Im a man too as he grabs his black balls and yanks on them to show Lee. Lee looks like a statue, as his mouth falls open at the absurdity of it all. Good, I think hes under control for now. I swear, chocolate wouldnt melt in those kids mouths. Mean time Brian is staring at all the banded bodies in various states of wakefulness. He keeps repeating What is dad gonna say, What is dad gonna do over and over. I finally get Lees attention and get him to sit down. After a little discussion Lee finally begins to understand what has happened. Kenneth, Jonathan, Patrick and I tell him the events of the previous evening. Minus a few unimportant details of course. No one else has a clue what happened and no one contradicts us. What few details they remember simply support our story. It wasnt until 20 years later that I learned that wasnt quite true, but thats later in my story. When he finally understands Lee reaches for his cell saying we need to call the sheriff. Before Lee can hit send, Brian slaps the phone out of his hand saying NO no publicity we will clean these guys up and let my dad handle it. And that was the only intelligent thing I ever saw Brian do. OK Lee says, I handled genital wounds in that damned peace action so I can at least do first aid. Do we have a first aid kit? That was no problem, we had the two first aid kits from the bunkhouse and the one from barn. Thanks to OSHA they were big and complete. One of the few things the government did right. Plus we had all the Vet supplies from the tack room. Over the next day and a half Lee and I cleaned and stitched up the boys and the team. It turned out that between my experience with animals and Lees medic training we made a good team. As we tended the boys I got Lee to open up to me, he is a good guy. I am genuinely sorry he was castrated. Jonathan, Patrick and Kenneth continue to amaze me. As soon as we had finished explaining to Lee what happened they began to circulate, talking to everyone on the team. I saw Jonathan crying with Danny, Kenneth stoic and stable as he kept Steve from falling apart. Patrick talking about HRT with Keith. Then Jonathan was stoic as he talked with Ken about his new family with Sue. Kenneth cried with Brian and Neal explaining to Patrick what he would never experience about sex. Those kids were better than any doctor I knew. And just a few hours ago they had been tormented by the same people. I dont think I will ever understand or fully appreciate the mind of a 12-year-old boy. On Sunday about noon Brian called his father. After a very few meaningless words Brian said I know you didnt,---but---I---its an emergency dad, the team has been castrated. A long pause. No we didnt call the sheriff---Yes Im sure---of course Im keeping it quiet.---Yes, all of---I wont---me too---Will you come Brian looks like hes about to cry Jonathan and Patrick come over and hug him. I think---Keith was---Yes the fagot---we cleaned---yes I---You need---OK I Brian punches END and sobs he doesnt give a damn about us just the publicity and his damn business, his fucking clean up team is on the way. I will give the clean up team one thing, they were efficient. In less than 15 minutes three black vans and a black unmarked ambulance with blacked out windows came rolling in. The doors opened and about 20 very nondescript men in sunglasses and immaculate black suits piled out. (Kinda like MIB but private and very exclusive.) A med team in dark blue scrubs and face masks began examining each of us. The med team never said a thing although I did learn from one of the black suits we did an excellent job. Each of the suites had a fist full of faxes with full personal history. They seemed to know things I had forgotten. It was also apparent that we were incommunicado. As an experiment I tried Lees cell. Cell out of service And the bootleg landline phone only I knew about --- Dead. I was filled with a sense of dread. Looking back now I realize that was just the beginning of my association with castration. They told us we didnt have to worry about telling our folks, that was being taken care of. They immediately started us working on forms and paperwork. Lifetime fully funded private and exclusive medical for us and our families. For exclusive I substituted, the doctors wouldnt talk. Hidden amongst all that boring routine were a growing number of hooks to keep us quite. I began declining. The eyebrows on the suits face arch up. I decline another. A trace of anger, And another. The face is flushed. I sense its time and casually comment I have a nice video from Friday evening. No response from the suit, but he did get up for a cup of coffee. There wasnt a tape but as long as they couldnt find the tape they had to keep looking. And THAT gave me leverage. They would however find a tape had been ejected along with my prints on Steves camcorder. More questions from a different black suit. Most were routine, though some were couched with words like publicity confidential embarrassment All intended to sound like they were protecting me. I knew better. Then a piece of paper is handed to the suit interviewing me. There is something hand written on the paper and I know its time to play my cards. Look I say Last Friday I wasnt planning on being a 15 year old Eunuch, and now I am. I havent even slept with anyone and now thats gone. Again no reaction. I know keeping this quiet is to my advantage. And I know you have strict instructions about no publicity. If I am to keep this quite there will be some things I need. Such as? I dont talk to middle men. The suit is very sharp and has been well trained. He starts to say something, studies my face for a moment then steps outside. Quickly I slipped through the trap door into the potato cellar. Crawling to the back I can see the vans and I hear Yes sir---a death wouldnt---he wont be intimidated---the tape---thorough search---no trace---only you ---Yes sir---. In less than 10 minutes a limo arrived. Not one of those gaudy pretentious things, this was made up to look like an ordinary Chevy. It spoke of POWER in big bold letters. The driver stepped out and opened the door. Mr. Williams was speaking on an encrypted cell in clipped, precise and rapid bursts. Tell Cunningham he will do as I say--he will relinquish control tomorrow--incorporate the holding company with 4000 outstanding shares--I dont care about your problems--I expect $400 Billion pay-back in 3 years--report back after I deal with this eunuch fag. I am escorted to the limo. Now Even what is this I hear about you causing problems. He is treating me like a 6-year-old. I speak quietly and slowly. Mr. Williams there will be some He interrupts Evan your parents and I know best. changes in the way this is handled I finish ignoring his interruption. Such as First all my dads bills will be paid in full. and Second you will take no retribution against Keith and Brian. Beyond that you will insure they take responsibility for what they do. Third you will forget words like faggot when Jonathan is in your presence, If he is or isnt is for him to decide. He nods When I ask, you will grant one favor for each of the others here. Dont worry it will be something you can accomplish easily. He nods reluctantly. Next you will take my calls at any time no matter what you are doing No You know Mr. Williams, the video quality of Keith castrating Jonathan, Kenneth, Patrick and me is really quite remarkable. And lastly I want 1,000 shares of your new company Thats 50 percent he says but I can see he would rather give up money than power. Its 25 percent and you retain full control. What could Cunningham do with the information? Remember I am more valuable as a friend. He didnt expect that. The single word done concludes the interview.