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Chapter 38 ended
Their conversation came to an end at that point as they had arrived outside the laundry and did not want to risk anyone overhearing what they had been talking about. And surprisingly enough even with the nature of their conversation, neither boy was tenting their shorts. They handed in their laundry and went on to join the others at the dining hall for lunch. J was rather quiet and when he analysed it, he realised that he was actually a bit envious of Manda because he wanted Rod for himself and wished he were gay.
Chapter 39
During lunch, the six sat together again and discussed what they were going to try and do while in town that afternoon.
"Well the coach is only going at 2.30 so I guess we are only going into somewhere nearby like Polichronos or something, so there will not be a lot to do." Carole said.
"We could buy some clothes." Manda suggested.
"I want to try and find a gift to take back to my mom and dad and one for my little brother." J told them.
"Mom and dad? I thought you had fosters like the rest of us?" Kevin asked
"I do. But they have been so good to me, and treated me as their own and now they are trying to adopt me; so I call them mom and dad now." J explained.
"And the little brother?" Gerald asked.
"My birth mother had another son who has been taken into care and my fosters are trying to adopt him also. He's so cute; I met him just before coming on camp and by the time I get back, he might be living with us." J told them.
"That's so cool." Manda said.
"Wish I had a little brother." Kevin said. "It would be great to have someone to share with rather than being the only with the fosters."
The conversation dwindled into a lull for a while as they ate and then Carole suddenly said, "Maybe we could find a cheap hotel room and have a good fuck."
"I don't mind a good fuck, but I aint got enough to pay for no hotel room." Kevin said.
"No, I mean all six of us. If we each chip in a bit then we can all do it together." Carole clarified her idea.
"I'm not interested." Gerald said, "I mean I would like to have some time with J, but not with you all rutting around and watching."
"I don't really want to either," Manda said, and Rod leaned over and kissed her, and then thanked her.
Carole was not happy that her idea had been ditched at the first hurdle and began to sulk. In an effort to cheer her up, Kevin slid his hand up her skirt and began to probe her fanny as she was knickerless as usual. When J realised what was happening under the table, he decided to try and speed things up so that they would have to leave the table before Kevin brought Carole to an orgasm. The end result was that the four of them left leaving just Carole and Kevin at the table and to this day they do not know if she came at the table or not; neither are they really interested in knowing.
As the four of them were walkjng away from the dining hall, Gerald asked Manda and Rod if they minded if he and J went off alone while they were in town as he wanted some time with J without the others being present. Manda immediately said she was only too happy as she would like to be alone with Rod also.
"What about Kevin and Carole?" J, the carer, asked.
"Don't worry about them. They will think nothing of leaving you alone if they want to go off together, so don't think anything for them either." Manda said.
"Yeah, but it would be nice to just explain to them that we want to split up into couples and see if they minded." Gerald said.
"Fine, go and talk to them, but if they say no, I still want to split off with Rod." Manda said.
"You're not thinking of a hotel room are you?" Rod asked her.
"No, it would be nice, but I can't afford one and I doubt you could too." Manda assured him.
"Phew! Cause I think I would end up with blisters if we had another session like this morning." And he smiled at her as he said it, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.
"It was a bit marathon, wasn't it?" Manda admitted.
"Why what happened this morning?" Gerald asked, and then realised what they must have been talking about and turned absolutely scarlet as he blushed and apologised.
Then they all had a good laugh over it.
Because they had showered just before lunch, and got ready they now had nothing to do but to wait till the departure time and so the four of them went off to sit on a bench near where the coach would leave from and talked learning about each other and how they had come to be eligible for the camps.
"My dad took off when my mom got pregnant because she was still in school and underage and he was afraid he would be done for statutory rape, and then after I was born, my mom had a big fight with her parents and ran away from them with me. She hooked up with this guy who ended up stabbing her when she wouldn't give him money for drugs or booze or something and so I became an orphan when I was three and got taken into care. I had four sets of fosters before I got with the folks I am with now when I was ten, but I guess I will be with them now till I'm old enough to look after myself as far as the law is concerned." Manda told them.
"What are your fosters like?" Gerald asked.
"They're ok, but they are not a mom and dad like J's. They always remind me that I am in their care but not their child. But they treat me ok and make sure I have what I need and so on. They made sure I had some spending money for the camp and so on and they don't forget my birthday and always get me a present for it and for Christmas. But they're nothing special." Manda explained.
"What about you Gerald?" J asked.
"Well like I said before, my parents kicked me out when I told them I was gay and I lived rough on the street for a bit and then was taken into care and fostered off to the folk I am with now. They're good folk and although I don't call them mom and dad, they treat me like their son and I believe they love me also. But I guess going to them when I was already over 14 makes the adjustment to parent child relationship different, especially as I still remember my parents and know they are still alive, even though I have not seen them or had any card or letter or call from them since the day they threw me out."
"Well Rod, that leaves you." Manda said.
"Not exactly, because we have not really heard J's story yet. But anyway, here goes. I got taken away form parents when I ended up in hospital for the third time in a week with injuries because they were beating me. Well at least dad was and mom wasn't stopping him. Funny enough they never broke a bone and I don't have any scars to show for it, but I'm glad I was removed from them. I stayed in a home for about a year and then when I was about ten or eleven, can't remember which I was placed with this couple, but they did not really want a grown family. They really wanted to have a baby but there was something wrong and they couldn't so they wanted to foster a baby not a little boy, and they also wanted a girl rather than a boy so I was not with them that long, because they kept on asking for a baby girl and when one came available, I was swapped and moved on to another set of parents. Those two were not really ready to have another bit in their family and after only six months or so they sent me back saying they didn't want to be in the program anymore. Then I spent some more time in a home and two years ago got placed with the fosters I am with now. They are lovely folk and try to make me happy and a part of their family. So I'm also cool with them and am grateful that they have made it possible for me to come on these camps. This is my second one they have sent me on and I'm glad they do. It gives them a break form me and me a break from them, but I do miss them when I'm away from them."
J was spared having to tell his story because the coach arrived and they were all boarded to make the trip into Polichronos. They had guessed correctly. When they were seated on the bus, it was too awkward and public for J to talk about how he had been and so they let it sit for then. But as they were riding along, Gerald told J that he had found it good to talk about himself and would like to hear J's story if J wanted to tell him sometime. J said he might while they were walking around the shops.
A bit of a different tack again, but I think it is important to include something other than just raw sex all the time. What do you think? Please let me know. Rick