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JMH
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Jason had become Will's regular bedmate. He had told Will that he was extremely fuckable but that was as far as their relationship would go. After being told to stay dead by Chris, the last thing Will wanted to do was go to an empty bed.
Lane was looking better; under Jason's watchful eye he had gained thirty pounds... mostly muscle. As for his sister, Betty ... she had come and left after three weeks, but not before Jason obtained the bone marrow needed for her brother.
"So Will how would you like me tonight...top or bottom?" Jason grinned as he came into the room.
"I would like you one inch shorter, brown hair, and about 50 pounds lighter."
"And I bet you want to be able to call me Darren... you know my rule the first time you call me that will be your last."
"I know... the sex have been good but I really miss having someone to love."
"Then go out and date... it's not like this island is void of gay men."
"I know but they are either guests who don't stay long or people who work for me."
"Like me," Jason grinned.
"Yeah but between us its just sex. I want to make love to someone and I want that person to be Darren."
"Well, as Chris told you he has moved on... its time you should."
"Yes, but I really don't know how to fall in love. Darren is the only person I have ever loved and I think he will be the only one I ever will."
"He was your true love but that does not mean happiness is not possible with another. Veal is nice, but every now and then you got to have a hamburger."
"Great, you are making me hungry."
"Then lets go out and eat then. The grill is still open. We can go guy watching together," Jason smiled already holding Will's coat open for him.
"Why do I think you are not giving me a choice?"
"I trained you well," Jason laughed as he helped Will get dressed.
The guests were divided into three groups: Exclusive couples... open couples... and singles open to everything. Will's desire for love took care of the first two groups and lots of the third. As Jason explained... the guy Will needed would be open to flirting but not run off with every guy who made a pass.
It quickly turned out that there were none who seemed open to just flirting. They either ignored their admirers or teased them. Will was on his third beer and about to give up when Jason pointed out a man who had just entered the room. He was around 5'8", shorthaired red head who seemed to have a permanent pouting expression on his face. He seemed unattached to anyone and completely disinterested in the partying of the men around him.
"Doesn't he look a little depressed?" Will asked.
"Yes... but once you get past his defensive exterior a jewel can be found. He also looks nothing like Darren." Jason grinned.
"Yeah, but I'm looking for someone to cheer me up not the other way around."
"When Darren took care of you... did you not think it made him happy."
"I guess."
"Trust me as a nurse... helping people has its own rewards."
"Well as I'm sure you will beat that phrase into me "Literally". I better get going."
"Glad we understand each other." Jason smiled as he watched Will stand up.
His boyfriend, in the middle of their vacation no less, had dumped Ryan. They had been together for five years now. The first three had been good but it slowly had gone bad. This trip was to be a last ditch attempt to fix things but instead Peter had taken the early boat home while Ryan had been wandering town. The room was still paid for two more days but after that it was back home to an empty apartment... maxed out credit cards... and a dead end job. Ryan did not even have the money to pay for dinner as Peter had looted his wallet the night before. It was only the free drinks and breakfast that filled his stomach on his second day of being dumped.
"Can I get you a drink?" a burly man said as he took the stool next to him.
"The drinks are free you know," Ryan said as he sipped on his virgin bloody Mary.
"Oh yeah... that's right," the man blushed. "Sorry, I'm not good at this."
Ryan turned to face the man. He was around his height but was huskier and had a scar running down his nose, but had a pleasant smile. He was also dressed up in what looked like an expensive Italian suit. He was in no mood for flirting but he might get a free dinner out of it.
"Well, you could buy me dinner," Ryan said in the most charming tone he could muster.
"Would love to," Will grinned half relieved that he was not completely rejected.
Will was impressed by how much such a skinny man could eat. He ordered the "lover's cornucopia" which was meant to feed two. Will, think they were sharing, closed his menu but Ryan gave him a quizzical look.
"Not having anything to eat?"
"Me... I thought we were sharing?"
"What... no, I'm ravished."
"Ok... then I guess I'll have the pan seared ahi tuna," He told the waiter, knowing that it had just come in that morning. "So why are you so hungry?"
"Well... I just am. I skipped lunch."
"Ok," Will said unsure. The restaurants were open from 5:00 am to 1:30 am. Hunger was not supposed to be a problem for guests.
Ryan saw the confusion on Will's face and knew he had to tell him the truth. "Ok... I have to confess... I'm broke. My boyfriend raided my wallet and left the island on yesterday's boat. I can't leave here until the next one, two day from now."
"I see," Will said, as his mind got flooded with questions. He went through his wallet, took out a card and wrote something down on it. "For the next two days you can eat whatever you want, just show the waiter this card," He said as he handed it to Ryan.
"Jeez thanks... I don't know what to say."
"Your thanks is enough," Will grinned. Jason had been right helping others made him happy.
"You must be a real big player here to do that."
"I guess you can say that since I own the place."
"What! Really!" Ryan perked up but then fell down a little depressed. His old boyfriend had been a very well to do man and had taken good care of him until he got sick of his crazy spending. Ryan began to feel his love must have a "for sale" sign on it, not that he had not charged a high price for it in the past.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know if I should tell you, but my psychologist says I need to be more up front with people, so here I go.... I use people. In fact, I'm using you right now. It's not good for those I let get close and it's not good for me. My boyfriend ... or as I should say... ex boyfriend would give me anything I wanted, but still I would go out on spending sprees just to cause trouble."
"Then why was he with you in the first place?" Will said bluntly.
"Because I massaged his ego. I would always tell him how great he was and how dependent I was on him. You see, he wanted someone to take care of and I did more then fill that need. Before I started dating him I was in my junior year in college saddled up with debt. Within months my debt was cleared, but college no longer seemed important. I had him to take care of me so I dropped out before the start of my senior year. I was the perfect accessory for him... always with a smile."
"But you were not happy."
"No...well yes... but no."
"I guess it is all depends on what it means to be happy."
"Yes... all my needs were met. I traveled the world, went to great parties, and the sex was amazing... but I was doing nothing. My job was to be his personal assistant but where is the future in that. I was the boss's pretty boy so the rest of the office smirked at me."
"So now it's all over. What do you plan to do now?"
"I don't know... he left me a message that the apartment would still be there for e for the next six months. I doubt my job is waiting for me though."
"What did you major in?"
"Business management. Why?"
"Well, you don't seem to have much of a future waiting for you back home and I do need some one to manage the spa business as we are expanding on it. The front desk has enough on their hands. Would you like the job?"
"Really... you are offering me a job?"
"Yep."
"Ok... I accept, but on one condition...we can never date. I need to build up my own self respect."
"Deal... the new spa won't be ready for three months so you can learn the routine at the desk."
"Great!"
"Glad I was able to help you." Will grinned. It was sad that nothing could ever happen between the two but it was more then made up by gaining someone he hoped would be a good friend.
Dinner with Darren, Philip and the kids was an eye opener for Chance. Add a wig on Philip's head and put him in a dress and it would have been just like the home Chance had grown up in. Darren even said a prayer before the food was passed which not only surprised Chance but also attracted him.
Philip, for his part made Chance nervous and excited at the same time as he was a "touching" person. A hug, a hand shake, a pat on the back, followed by another hug was what greeted Chance when he came to the table. It was not that Chance was not used to physical contact as he came had to touch people all day as a doctor. No, the difference was that Philip was a gay man touching him and so took on a new context. During the first hug Chance had to fight the feeling of being contaminated and the urge to shower. He had long lived with the fear of contact with openly gay men as if their very touch would draw his gayness out, but Philip's hugs were nice and long just like another part of him Chance knew about.
Chance got to watch as Kyle alternated between being the older brother to the younger follower of John while Darren played referee making sure John did not take advantage of his new brother. More then the hugs or prayer the motions of a happy family helped Chance heal from the self-doubt he had felt about being gay. He knew that his automatic condemning would not go away all at once, but now a future without it looked more promising.
After dinner Darren took John away for bath and bed while Kyle got to stay up a little later and watch Nickelodeon. This gave Philip a chance to get to know Chance a little better....
"So I hear you have had a rough life so far?"
"I would not say it has been hard," Chance said a little insulted... how could a life of moral righteousness be called hard.
"But you have been unhappy."
"Yes... but that's because I have not worked hard enough. I know if I just try I can get rid of THIS."
"With "THIS" being "GAY."
"Yes... I hate that word."
"Then don't use it... just call it LOVE"
"You're telling me that the circuit parties, bath houses, and porn shops are LOVE."
"No... they are not.... that's just LUST... and regardless if you are gay or straight, the darker side still remains. What I have with Darren and Jacob has with Chris... is love."
"It is still wrong," Chance replied in a low voice, struggling with his internal demons.
Philip got up from the rocking chair he had been sitting in and joined Chance on the sofa. Chance at once moved away, but Philip just followed after until the two of them were crunched together on the end of the couch.
"There... now there is nowhere for you to go... Don't worry I'm not going to fuck you or anything. I just want to desensitize you."
"But..." Chance tried to protest but was stopped by Philip putting a hand on his mouth...freezing him in place.
Philip did not do much more then just put a hand on Chance's chest and kept it there. He could feel Chance's heart pound against his hand as it started to sweat from the trapped heat.
"Now tell me... is this evil?" Philip asked as he removed his other hand from Chance's mouth.
"No," Chance whispered. As soon as he had given his answer Philip put his hand back over his mouth. He unbuttoned Chance's shirt and slipped his hand under it back to the same spot it had been.
"Is this a sin?" Philip asked after a couple of minutes taking his hand off Chance's mouth again
"Yes..."
Philip just shook his head and put his hand over Chances mouth again and remained silent.
The minutes passed slowly for Chance as he felt his chest becoming damp and his heart beat rapidly. He was sure his left nipple was hardening under Philip's touch. Chance's tongue also became agitated. It wanted to reach out and lick the hand blocking it... just to find out what another man tasted like. His lips would part and close as his tongue moved back and forth hesitatively. It drove him mad until he could take it no more. He parted his lips and extended his tongue and as if on cue Philip removed his hand but not before Chance's tongue licked the tip of Philip's thumb.
Philip grinned looked at the damp spot on his hand and licked it himself. "Now... was that a sin?"
"Hell yes!" Chance exhaled with a giant grin.
"But you enjoyed it!" Philip laughed as he gave Chance's nipple a twist.
"Yes!" Chance squirmed. For a while he laughed along with Philip but as they calmed down, regret began to grow. "I should not of done this," He said as his fear drove him to stand up.
Philip... seeing the panic in Chance's eyes backed off. "Its ok, Chance... we did nothing wrong."
"I need to go to bed now... please excuse me."
"Ok... but if you want to talk we are always available," Philip called out to him. He was definitely surprised that guys before had not hit on Chance. He was sure a hot item. Breaking him in before sending him off into the wide gay world would be fun. As he had told Chance... there was lust and love. He both lusted and loved Darren but lust was a hungry beast that needed to be fed a diverse diet every now and then. For unlike Jacob and Chris who had a lock-barred closed relationship Darren still let him have his fun on the side so long as he got tested every month and came home every night before dinner.
Chance needed to talk... but he didn't want it to be with Philip. Darren on the other hand seemed to be the more reserved and more importantly more religious of the two. He found him walking down the hall with a book in his hand.
"Darren, can I talk with you?"
"Sure Chance... just let me get Kyle to bed. Why don't you go to your room and I can meet you there," Darren smiled as if he could see the torment in Chance's eyes.
"Ok," Chance said a little disappointed. He walked back to his room and got undressed for bed wearing a black t-shirt and white boxer briefs. He had almost fallen asleep waiting when Darren knocked on his door.
"Sorry it took me so long... Kyle earned a double chapter tonight."
"What did you read to him?"
"Harry Potter... he loves the story. He and John still run around the house with the brooms playing their own game of Quidditch."
"You must be a great father," Chance said impressed.
"Thanks... I try. It's easy right now but latter I think it will get hard."
"Why?"
"Just because teenagers are hard to raise. I was one once and I was a handful I know."
"Your parents must have been great then."
"They were until they found out about Will and me. Things sort of went downhill after that."
"Who is Will?"
`He was my lover... but he is dead now."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah... but back to what I was talking about...teenagers. As Kyle and John get older the differences between them is going to grow. From support groups I learn that the teenage years are some of the hardest for parents of Down syndrome children. All those hormones you see. I try to have John treat his brother as an "older brother" but he is already noticing that things come easier for him. But there is one thing I am sure I will never have to worry about and that is Kyle's non-acceptance of my relationship with Philip. John on the other hand..."
"John will go to school where the kids will tell him that you and Philip are living in sin."
"No... its not that what worries me... it's the other kids calling him a fag."
"You already know that he is gay?"
"I don't know if he is gay or straight he is still too young but if I have to make a bet I would have to say he is straight. Just because the father is gay does not make the kid the same way... we are not talking about original sin here."
"So you also view being gay a sin."
"No... but many other people do and those people will make my son's life very hard... so hard that he might end up hating his parents."
"I see. You have a lot to worry about and here I am thinking gay men were so reckless because they didn't care."
"Some don't but many do," Darren said. "Why do you think so many men live in the closet like you... they care about how other's view them. It takes a lot of courage to come out but it is made that much worse for closeted men as they are usually alone when they do it."
"Were you alone?"
"No... I had Will and Jacob back then."
"I am alone," Chance sighed looking down.
"That is why Jacob sent you here... so you would not be alone."
Chance remained silent for a long time until he remembered why he wanted to talk to Darren in the first place. "Why do you still pray?"
"Because it makes me feel connected to God."
"But God hates you."
"I don't feel that... some people think that way but I don't believe that talk for God."
"But... but ... but," Chance stuttered as all the things he had been told on how his feelings were wrong jumbled his mind."
"Chance... no one can give you the peace you want. That is between you and God. Until you come to terms with your feelings and stop fighting yourself that peace will never come."
On hearing those words Chance yelled in frustration. Darren hoped the sound would not waken the kids up as their rooms were on the other side of the house. Throwing the pillows onto the floor in frustration as his face turned red but as soon as he felt a hand on his shoulder he stopped.
"It is ok to be mad Chance," Darren's said with caring eyes.
Chance looked up into those blue eyes and knew what he needed to do. He reached his arm behind Darren's neck and pulled him into a kiss. When he released it Darren spoke.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes... it is not a sin."
"That is what I was trying to teach him but it looks like the professor is better then I am at teaching," A happy voice called out.
"Philip!" Chance squeaked as if he had just been caught with another man's wife.
"Hahaha... I can't believe how fast your face just went white," Philip laughed as he hopped onto the bed. I guess the gentle touch works better then the shock therapy I was using. So where is my kiss?" Philip said as he pouted his lips to Chance.
Chance took a deep breath before kissing Philip, spontaneity was much easier then planned but the kiss did last longer...part on Philip's insistence. It was when he tried to insert his tongue in Chance's mouth that Chance jerked back.
"Well I guess we are not there yet," Philip said a little disappointed. "But a kiss on the first day is good. Tomorrow we go skinny dipping," Philip grinned as he patted Chance on the back before hopping off the bed and leaving the room.
"Don't worry about tomorrow... you don't have to do anything you don't want to."
"Thanks Darren. I guess I better go to sleep now."
"Yeah it's been a rough few days for you. But things will get better. I promise. Goodnight Chance."
"Night Darren," Chance sighed as he closed his eyes. Philip and Darren... a devil and an angel. Both were offering to help him in their own ways. He just had to be careful not to fall in love with them.
Chance had always fought against his dreams... or nightmares as he referred to them as. As usually happened he was trapped in a dark building with doors and stairs all around. Most of the light switches did not work and he had a nagging feeling he was being chased. He had never known who was chasing him in his dream but he had been sure the person was evil... and male. Not that he thought the person wanted to hurt him... in fact he had a nagging feeling that the person loved him. The struggle in the dream was not escaping from the person chasing him but not giving up no matter how much he wanted to stop running.
This time his dream seemed twice as bad as there seemed to be two people he was running from. Also, every time he would try to run from one of them, he would just get closer to the other. In the end he was frozen into place as the tow figures in the shadows closed in on him.
He was about to scream when the dream changed...
He was coming home from work to be greeted by a kiss from Darren. "How was work hon?"
"Busy... but better now that I am back home. How are the kids?"
"Waiting for you. Kyle wants to show you want he can do with the computer while John really wants help on his biology homework."
"Then I better get going, but after dinner I want a little you and me time. There is this little church retreat in the country...
And the dream changed again...
He was now in a smoke filled dance club, hard bodies everywhere. He was dancing to the thud... thud... thud of the heavy music and his dance partner was Philip. Both of them had their shirts off, bodies glistening with sweat. When the music switched over to a new techno beat, Philip pulled him into a kiss and began whispering into his ear.
"I know what you are thinking. You can't have him.... but we can fuck though"
"What?" Chance shouted back in confusion.
"Everyone wants him and everyone in some way gets him but he is like a wet fish. He either slips out of your hands or you crush him."
"I still don't know what you are talking about."
"You will soon see. Not even I can keep him. So you want to fuck?"
"I..." He stuttered but soon the stuttering turned into coughing.
Chance woke up with a jolt, coughing his head off. He went to the bathroom and cleared his throat with a glass of water. It had all been a dream. He still felt tired but the last thing he wanted was to have another series of dreams.
It was 3:00 in the morning when he came downstairs into the living room flopping down onto the sofa. He turned on the television set and began channel surfing. Not much of interest was on just B-movies and infomercial. He had settled on watching "6 pack abs in six weeks" just because the guys were hot when he must have fallen asleep again but this time it was without dreams. When he awoke it was to the feeling of two warm bodies sitting next to him and the voice of Bugs Bunny.
Chance groaned as he opened his eyes. Sitting with him on the sofa were Kyle and John mesmerized by the cartoons on television.
"Morning, Uncle Chance." John said as his eyes remained on the screen.
"Morning Chance!" Kyle said more enthusiastically and with a hug.
"Uncle?" Chance said confused as he tried to blink the sleep out of his eyes.
"Breakfast kids!" Philip's voice called into the room. "You too Chance."
"Uncle?" Chance asked again when he was closer to Philip.
"Sorry the kids know you are living here so they think you are their uncle just like Jacob and Chris. Do you mind?"
"Not at all... it just took me off guard. So what do they call you?"
"Dad of course."
"And Darren?"
"Dad also."
"Does that not get confusing?"
"Yeah but it's not so bad... just when the kids call for us they usually get twice the attention."
"I guess that can be both a good thing and a bad one."
"Yes." Philip laughed as he led Chance to the breakfast room.
On the table were three different boxes of cereal, six cartons of yogurt and a large bowl of fruit. All ready at the table were Darren, Jacob, the two kids and a man Chance recognized as Chris, Jacob's boyfriend.
"Sleep well Chance?" Jacob asked as he stood up to meet him. He walked over as if he wanted to give him a hug but stopped unsure of himself.
"It's ok Jacob... you can hug me."
After the hug, Jacob turned his attention to Philip "Wow... you must of done a number on him... he would not even let me shake his hand as of yesterday."
"I'm sorry Jacob... I was such a jerk to you."
"And an apology... gosh thanks," Jacob laughed as he gave a wink to Darren.
For the rest of breakfast the group talked about work. Chance wondered if the office staff missed him, but while Jacob said yes Chance was sure that was a lie as Jacob was unable to look him in the face when he said it. After the kids had gone to make their beds and get dress Chris began his round of questions.
"Just so you know I feel uncomfortable with you living here," He told Chance.
"Chris!" Jacob said embarrassed.
"No, let him talk," Chance replied as he readied himself for a thrashing.
"I did not like how you treated my husband."
"Like you were much better when you were in the closet," Jacob continued.
"Yes... I was bad. That is why I agreed to this but what I want to be clear is don't expect us to pop your cherry. We have a good thing here I don't want you to mess it up."
"Ok," Chance said embarrassed.
"So if you had to pick... which one would you want to be your first?"
"What! First you tell us you don't want any of us to be his first but then you ask him whom he wants to sleep with?" Philip asked flabbergasted.
"Yes... I think what I am doing is clear. If he has nay feelings for us we should know about it up front. Help prevents misunderstandings later on."
"I understand."
"So which one of us makes you horny?" Philip laughed to lighten the mood.
Chance remained silent for a long time as he looked at the face of each person. Jacob was just not his type, Chris was hot but his recent comments were a real turn off. That left Darren and Philip. Both were not so much as cute as handsome. Neither came off as gay and each had a self-confidence that Chance found very attractive. Either one would be great as a first love but deep inside he had a nagging feeling that he was NOT suppose to pick Darren... that he was somehow the forbidden fruit.
"Philip... I would like it to be Philip."
"Good..." Chris sighed in relief. "Then you might get your wish."
"Want to tell me what that was all about?" Jacob asked.
"Nothing," Chris said.
"No..." Jacob said as he grabbed Chris's arm and dragged his husband off. "What the hell is this really about?"
"Follow me," Chris said as he led them to one of the unfinished wings of the house.
"What is it and why are we all the way out here," Jacob said as the smell of sawdust choked his lungs.
"It's Philip. It is something I learned when I went to see Will. Remember... remember when my brother broke in to the house on a shooting spree."
"Yes... are you still mad at Philip for killing him."
"No... it's not that. Ted was not the only one Philip shot that night. He shot Will as well."
"What!"
"That is what Will told me when I came to visit him. I later went to out Judge friend. I asked him about it. He confirmed that the bullet found inside Will was from Philip's gun."
"Was it an accident?"
"No... you see the day after the shooting Philip went to his uncle and confessed. Supposedly Philip was jealous of Will... with his relationship with Darren and mad at him for ignoring Darren when Will was in the slump after the fire. It was one of the reasons Will left. Not to save his life but the shooting convinced him that someone loved Darren more then he did."
"Shit... so why the thing with Chance."
"Come on Jacob... you've been in love with Darren before. I've never been with him but I can tell he is a great lover. I'm not saying anyone would fall in love with him but those who are looking for a real relationship he comes off as very desirable. Gosh even I have had a wet dream or two about him."
"And here I thought all that sticky cum was just for me." Jacob laughed. "So why have you not turned Philip in?"
"Because it will cause more harm then good. More then the judge help hide the facts, several police officers did as well... police officers with families."
"I see."
"Will lived... Philip has made Darren happy. No reason to wreak so many lives now but a man who shot a man once for love might do it again."
"You mean if Chance developed a crush on Darren."
"Yes... I don't think Chance can steal Darren from Philip, but you know Darren... he loves everyone until they give him a reason not to. Chance is in a fragile position and Darren's tenderness can be very healing."
"Yes I know," Jacob said knowing how Darren had helped him.
"But Philip... I don't know how Philip would react to it. That is why I am relieved that Chance said Philip was the one he was attracted to."
"Hehehehe... I guess but what if he said me or even you!"
"Well by the way I acted this morning I was sure he would not pick me. As for you... that was a risk I was willing to take."
"Giving my ass away were you."
"Well now that you mention it I'm in the mood for a little ass taking," Chris grinned as he grabbed both cheeks of Jacob's ass.
"Nothing like a little sex to work some frustration out," Jacob sighed as he nuzzled against his lover's neck.
"Yep now no more talking," Chris said as he unbuckled Jacob's pants, letting them fall to the floor. He then slipped Jacob's white briefs down to his ankles before rising back so that his face meet Jacob's ass.
On cue Jacob bent over holding himself up with the nearby wall. He felt Chris's tongue lap up against his hole, pushing and squeezing in. Jacob could feel a warm hand move under his shirt running along his back while another continued to knead the left side of his ass.
"I'm so lucky I found you Jacob," Chris said in a hungry tone. Man, I don't know what I would have done if you were a top."
"Well you know I did fuck Darren once," Jacob chuckled as he heard the clang of Chris's heavy belt landing on the floor.
"Well, I'll let him have that special connection to you."
"Wait a minute... are you saying you will never let me fuck you?"
"Well, are you saying you don't enjoy being fucked by me."
"No, but it gets me thinking."
"Oh no..." Chris sighed as he pulled his pants back up. "This is going to take a while."
"It all depends on you," Jacob grinned as he turned to face Chris. "Now if I remember correctly our first fuck anniversary is a month away. This time instead of you seeing if you can get both your dick and one of my dildos up my ass you are going to let me get a chance at your hole."
"No way!"
"Then no ass!" Jacob said as he turned back around, shook his greatest asset at Chris before covering it up with his pants.
"There is no way you can last a month without sex," Chris threatened.
"And I bet you can't either so we will see who breaks first. Bye hon," Jacob concluded as he left his husband with a kiss on the cheek.
"Damn it!" Chris groaned. For the first time, Jacob had left him with his hard on in place.
Well this chp added a new twist. I hoped you enjoyed it. I'm also working on a new stroy, Circle the Noun, in the highschool section. I hope you enjoy it as well.
JMH
trandar2002@yahoo.com