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Pay It Forward

By: Iread2relax



Hello, I am challenging myself to write stories in many different categories, and today I am still marching towards my goal. 

Here is my new story. I'm placing it under Novellas because this will be along one. 

I had an idea and I wanted to see if one man was willing could he really change the world. Not by some magnanimous feat, but by changing the life of one person at a time. I believe it can happen. Therefore, Shaun MacGregor was born. 

This chapter has NO SEX. It is not intended to be a raunchy sex tale. There will be sex in later chapters, but it will not be exploitative or crude. This story will definitely be a slow burn.

So please read and enjoy. Make sure you comment. Your feedback is what I need to help drive the tale. I hope you like it. Now, I present, Pay It Forward.



PROLOGUE

Shaun MacGregor could not believe his luck. All he'd done was broke a few laws. Speeding should have warranted him a few hefty fines but no, he ended up with Judge Sandra Munoz, the one judge that he hated the most. Her decision to throw out his violations surprised him, and then she added her conditions. He had to do six months of community service. Judge Munoz was piloting a mentoring service for wayward youth. She needed prominent members of the community to serve as mentors. As much as she hated to admit it, Shaun MacGregor was a perfect guy to mentor disadvantaged kids.



Shaun didn't have time for that. He had a multibillion dollar business to run. However, the idea of being a mentor intrigued him. So, he had to make a choice. Either he did the community service, or have a black mark on his record. If he mentored the youth, Judge Munoz would expunge the traffic violations from his record, and he'd start over with a clean slate. It didn't really matter to him. He could just as easily pay the fine, but this program peaked his interest.

Curiosity won and Shaun MacGregor became a mentor. How hard could it be? Reporting to the judge's chamber, Shaun was given his assignment. He was to mentor three of the toughest young men in the county for at least six months. He was told by the judge to report to the Warren County Detention Center on Monday morning where the youth waited to meet him.

He arrived Monday morning deciding to meet the young men, give them some money, boost their self-confidence, and then he'd return to his life. He did not expect to find three young men that would change his life and give him a chance to really make a difference.

Shaun MacGregor arrived at the center and was greeted by a bedraggled supervisor, Mr. Kersh.

"Look, these boys are a lost cause. I don't know what that judge is thinking. In all honesty, Mr. MacGregor, you won't be able to help them. They are considered delinquents. Some of the things they've done... Let's go to my office and look at their files." Kersh suggested impatiently, as is he wanted MacGregor to just go. 

However, Shaun had a reason for being there, and this man's actions incited his desire to stay even longer. They arrived at Kersh's cluttered office. Files, boxes, and reports littered the small space. Clearing a chair, MacGregor sat at a small table while Kersh presented him with three overstuffed files. For a moment he wondered, What am I letting myself in for? 

Kersh stopped talking and let him peruse the documents. Kersh hated when bureacratrs did things like this. They'd come in trying to do good, but in the end the boys suffered. These kids had gone through enough, but he didn't have the authority to stop the do-gooders that had no idea what these kids went through.

Deciding to ignore Kersh's glare, Shaun started reading about his charges. See, what most people didn't realize is that he wasn't born rich. He'd worked his way to where he was. Even though his wife had money, Shaun earned his own. He never took a handout, never begged, and worked for everything he ever needed or wanted. His father forced him to take a job in Lang Corp, because he threatened to disinherit his wife, leaving her penniless. Shaun still refused, because he worked and could support his family. He gave in when the old man promised him that the company would go to the children born into the family and that his wife would never want for anything.

He had been on his own since he was fifteen years old. So if anyone understood these young men, he believed he did. He knew what it was to fight for everything. He was not a stranger to hard times and struggles. So despite what Kersh thought, Shaun knew he was what these boys needed.

The first young man's name was Darren James, African American, sixteen, runaway, and charged with possession which later after an investigation was dropped. He had one sibling, a sister that was unable to care for her brother. He came from an urban area, which had a high crime rate. At a young age, he witnessed violence when his father attacked his mother, shooting her and then turning the gun on himself. He was violent, and had a hard time controlling his angry outburst. He was a below average student, and had problems in school. He had records showing he'd been tested for special services, but his IQ was that of a genius. Shaun could relate. He could help this young man. 

The second young man's name was Gianni Russo, Italian American, fifteen, abusive home, charged with assault. His mother was alive, but could not care for the angry young man. He had no other relatives, and showed severe antisocial tendencies. He was constantly being suspended for fights and aggression from school. His last offense landed him in WCDC. He attacked a teacher at school. The woman started to press charges, but dropped them when a video surfaced showing that the young boy was clearly provoked. She was immediately terminated and Gianni was remitted to the juvenile detention center. His personality, like that of Darren showed him to be a loner. He only reacted when he felt threatened.

After reading about the second young man's exploits, MacGregor began to question his wisdom in doing this. He thought of his own son Michal. Michal was a good student, popular, and mannerable. He could be a bit lazy, but with his advantages he had a chance at a great life. His goal in life was to make sure his son did not suffer as he had. Unlike these boys, Michal was blessed. These two young men, so far, they had no advantages. Then he picked up the last folder. He took a deep breath. It couldn't be that bad, after the first two, but he wouldn't be surprised.

The last young man's name was Kevin Knight, Caucasian, sixteen, orphan. He was charged with assault. He'd been placed in several foster homes, until he was finally detained at WCDC. At his last foster home, Kevin worked at a local store. The owner accused him of stealing and Kevin adamantly denied the accusations. The owner slapped him and threatened him. His verbal abuse triggered Kevin's anger and he attack the man that he worked for, beating him unconscious. After regaining consciousness, the store owner pressed charges, but later after realizing a customer was the one that actually shoplifted he apologized and dropped the charges against Kevin. Unfortunately, Kevin, like Darren and Gianni, had a problem controlling his temper and this behavior remanded him to the detention center.

Shaun rubbed his hand over his face. What was he going to do with such volatile young men? He'd take it one day at a time. Besides six months would be over before he knew it. He'd try to be a positive light for them, and maybe offer some inspiration. At the end, he'd give them money and go back to his life. 

"Mr. Kersh, thank you for this information." Shaun stood to leave as he continued to explain, "Judge Munoz had briefed me on the young men already, but this information is very enlightening. I know I'm supposed to meet them today, but let me take a day to think. It seems that I need to bring more to the table. I'll be back tomorrow and we can meet then." Shaun stood and shook Mr. Kersh's hand. He looked the overwrought public worker in the eye and he read the disillusionment that was there. He knew Kersh expected him to walk out and not return.

"Well, Mr. MacGregor, thank you for your time." Mr. Kersh gracefully answered. 

MacGregor stopped, "Mr. Kersh, I will be back tomorrow. If I can help these young men, I will. I give you my word." Then he walked from his office. He recalled his upbringing and he knew these young men didn't need empty promises. He may only have to help them for six months, but he'd make darn sure he did some good.

Shaun returned to his office and proceeded to work the three young men he'd read about were not far from his thoughts. "How can I help them? I have six months. I can offer scholarships, and a shot at summer employment. But they might see it as handouts and be offended. Those young men have been through so much; they'll spot bullshit immediately. I will do this right. I need to talk to them, be myself." 

"Mr. MacGregor, Michal is here." His assistant, Ms. Mars, interrupted his thought process.

Soon, his son walked in. Shaun wondered if Michal realized how lucky he was. His son was a good kid, spoiled but a polite child. "So dad," he asked, "Did you meet the criminals today?" Shaun didn't like how his son sounded. 

"Michal, those young men are disadvantaged. They didn't choose their lots in life, so it's extremely inconsiderate to make comments like that. I don't like it and you will not speak that way about anyone." Shaun admonished his son.

Michal flinched, I always disappoint him. Let me try and fix this. You're right Dad. I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted to know if you met them?" he asked earnestly

"No, I read their files and honestly son. I am grateful that I am able to take care of us. Their stories are so...." Shaun stopped. How could he explain this to his son. He'd never had to suffer for anything, and he wouldn't understand.

"It's just for six months, right dad?" Michal asked. He loved his father and didn't want to share him. He knew his Dad thought he was spoiled and he feared that he might meet a kid he liked better than him. He knew what a hard life his dad had led. These guys had similar history, and his Dad could probably relate to them better. Michal knew his father loved him. He made sure he never wanted for anything. He was proud of him and encouraged him to succeed. Michal also understood that his dad would want to try and help these guys, but he couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. And it shamed him. Here he was, a great dad, a great home, and even the world's best Mom, and he was envious of three guys that had nothing and no one. 

"Yes, six months, but Michal, you know me." He explained. Michal was quiet, too quiet. Shaun looked up and saw worried crease his son's brow. "Michal, I'm not in any danger son. The boys are in a correctional facility and they are supervised constantly." Shaun reassured his son, "Michal, I'll be fine. Don't worry son."

"I know Dad." Michal whispered. "I just worry, that's all."

Shaun smiled, "Don't. Now tell me. Didn't you visit Pembridge today? What did you think about the school?" 

"I liked it. I think I'd like to go there this fall. But I want to visit a few others before making a final choice. My friends are thinking about Harvard, but I want to go to a school that's more diverse." He answered. 

Then on a more serious note, Michal spoke candidly to his Dad. "Dad, you are a great man. If anyone can help those guys you can. I'm proud to be your son. I know it may not mean much, but if you need my help, I'm here."

Shaun smiled as a warm feeling filled his chest. Michal always made him proud. Soon the work day ended and the two rode home together. Shaun knew what he'd do the next day. Unbeknownst to his son, he'd helped him decide. He'd be himself and get to know the boys, and then he'd decide how to help them.

The next morning, Shaun MacGregor reported back to the Warren County Detention Center to meet his charges. Mr. Kersh walked into his office and almost fell over. He never thought he'd see this man again. Although he was adamant that he'd return, Kersh figured he'd gone back to the judge and opted to pay a fine and make a hefty donation.

"Um, Mr. MacGregor, you're back. I didn't expect you to return. I mean..." Kersh stammered.

"Mr. Kersh, when I commit to something, I see it through." MacGregor explained. "Now let's meet my young men."

Kersh stood to lead him to the recreation area in the back. "Let's go. Look, I didn't tell them you were coming, so I'll need a minute to prep them. Usually these programs don't work, and I hate to see these kids hurt. These three boys have survived insurmountable odds and not everything is in that file. I want you to wait here in recreation area and I will bring each boy to you. Look, I know you mean well, but if you realize you can't do this after meeting them, then don't make them promises." Kersh pleaded.

MacGregor nodded. He could tell that this man really cared about these kids, and he was impressed. "How long will you be here today?" Kersh asked.

"I'm here all day Mr. Kersh, and I would like to spend time with all three young men. Are they violent toward each other? Is there a reason you keep them separated?" Shaun asked.

"No, they get along fine. I just know this is community service for you MacGregor. These kids have been kicked around enough, and they don't need to be used as fodder for..." Mr. Kersh stopped. 

"I came back, didn't it?" MacGregor challenged. But he liked what he saw in him. This man really cared about these kids and he was doing all he could to protect them. 

"Kersh, let me meet my boys. At the end of the six months, regardless of how I feel, I will make sure I do all I can to mentor and help them." Kersh nodded.

"Please have a seat, and I'll bring Gianna to you, he's the youngest." Kersh explained.

Five minutes later, Kersh returned followed by a small frail looking boy. The kid was adorable, deep olive skin, black hair and the biggest brown eyes full of wariness and mistrust. 

Mr. Kersh introduced the two. "Mr. MacGregor this is Gianni Russo. Gianni, this is Mr. MacGregor. Now son, be respectful and mind your manners." Kersh reminded the young man before he left the room.

"Good morning Gianni, come here son, sit down." MacGregor ordered. The young man did so nervously. MacGregor just talked and made sure the kid was comfortable. Shaun reached into his wallet and gave Gianni a business card. Gianni read the card and looked up at this man in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face. "Why would you do this? You don't know me." He whispered. 

Shaun smiled. He really liked this kid and wanted to give him a chance to soar. By the end of the first hour, Gianni had really opened up to the older man, and Shaun had a clear is idea of how to help him.

Time seemed to fly by. Shaun learned that this young boy had a head for numbers. He loved math. He'd already decided to purchase some electronics for him and see if he could enroll him into a tutorial program to help him catch up on his studies. This young man, with the right help had a bright future.

A guard came back to escort Gianni back to his class and Kersh brought Kevin in. 

Mr. Kersh introduced the two. "Mr. MacGregor this is Kevin Knight. Kevin, this is Mr. MacGregor. Kevin is quite the artist." Kevin frowned at him. 

"Kevin, if it's alright, can I show Mr. MacGregor your work." Kersh asked. As a gift Kevin had created a few sketches for him.

Kevin scoffed, not really comfortable with sharing his work with an outsider, "I drew them for you. You can do what you want with them." Kersh smiled before he went to retrieve his art. 

Kevin never talked; he preferred being alone. "I'll be right back. Kevin, be respectful, alright." Kersh reminded the young man before he left the room.

Kevin was rude and short. But Shaun didn't give in. It was something in his eyes. The kid had too much fight in him to give in.

In the middle of their talk, Kersh back came to show Shaun Kevin's sketches. He knew this kid was talented and this man could help him realize his dream. Looking at the art, MacGregor was impressed. 

This information opened a new channel for discussion. Soon, but reluctantly, Kevin opened up to the older man. He was extremely shy, and didn't want to be around people. But MacGregor promised him, that no one would hurt him again. All he wanted to do was help. Kevin didn't really believe him, but he accepted what the man said. 

Then just like before, MacGregor handed Kevin a card. Kevin read the card and immediately became suspicious. "What do I have to do to earn this?" He asked. 

MacGregor smiled. "Nothing son, just let me help you." 

Kevin didn't trust him. You didn't get something for nothing. That's not how life worked. He'd watch this guy. He nodded and just like before, time flew by and his hour was up.

He had one more young man to meet, and as the guard escorted Kevin back to his cubicle, Darren was brought in. MacGregor had worked with many people, all races. But Darren was the biggest black man he'd ever seen. And he seemed angry.

"So you think you can help me old man?" Darren demanded. "You can give me some duckies. Then get the fuck outta my face." The angry young man replied.

"Darren, that's rude and you know better," Kersh reprimanded him. His admonishment seemed to make the young man cringe. Darren respected Kersh. Out of all the bureacrats he'd dealt with, Kersh really tried to help him.

"Sorry, Mr. Kersh." He mumbled respectfully. 

"It's alright. I know you're nervous. But this is Mr. MacGregor, he's here to help you. I want you to give him a chance alright?" Kersh spoke firmly, but softly. Darren grunted and mumbled "OK"

"Good, Mr. MacGregor, this is Darren James. Darren, behave." Then Kersh walked out to wait on the other side of the door.

Shaun didn't respond. He just waited. Years of dealing with all kinds of people taught him how to spot bluster. This kid adopted a get him before he gets me stance. He would not challenge him. So Shaun waited until Darren calmed down. Soon Darren sat and Shaun reintroduced himself. Darren didn't respond. He was thinking Why would this white guy want to help me? It's probably some community service shit. Kersh wants me to listen, then I'll listen. Shaun asked "Darren tell me something about yourself. What is it that you want to do with your life?" 

Darren decided to be honest. "I'll end up in prison. I already got a record, no family, just..." Darren thought of his big sister, Clemmie. He couldn't help her. He hated feeling so helpless,so worthless. This man wanted to help him, then he needed to take care of Clemmie. Shaking the thoughts, Darren continued to speak. "I'll get made for a crime whether I did it or not and end up locked up." Darren leaned back. He crossed his arms behind his head. He had to admire this old white guy, he didn't flinch. "So you see Old man, you're wasting your time here." 

Shaun nodded and just like before with the other two, handed him a business card. Darren glanced at the card and tossed it aside. That action told Shaun what he needed to know. He couldn't read.

"You will learn to read before you leave here, but-" Darren stood and cut him off.

"I can read, Old man. I ain't no dummy. You calling me stupid?" he demanded, fist balled up as he huffed his chest puffed and swollen. He was ready to take on the world.

Kersh ran back into the room, but Shaun signaled for him to leave. Then in his most authoritative voice he commanded, "Sit down, Darrren, I said sit down now."

Darren didn't want to appear weak, so he became even more aggressive. He leaned forward ready for a fight. Shaun looked at him and said, "I am not going to let you ruin your life, son. Sit down Darren and talk to me."


Pay It Forward Ch. 02



Thank you all for reading Chapter One. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I hope you find chapter 2 just as enjoyable. None of the characters in this story are real. They are solely figments in my own mind.

Please remember to vote and comment. IR2R



Shaun left his meeting with Kersh with a sense of accomplishment. The two men talked about several key factors that impeded these young men's growth. Kersh informed him that they had a functioning computer lab and classrooms at the facility. Most of the boy's classes were remote and televised. The local school district provided materials and instructors for the kids.

After talking with Kersh, Shaun planned to arrange tutors and purchased additional hardware and software for his charges. But before he made any arrangements, he wanted to speak with Judge Munoz to make sure he wasn't in violation with the mentoring program or any state guidelines. 

He went to her office immediately after leaving WCDC and they talked. Judge Munoz was impressed. She knew MacGregor would serve well in this capacity, she just didn't expect him to take it to heart.

She explained to him that he could get the young men things they needed, but don't make empty promises. He scoffed at her. Then she smiled.

Shaun laughed and for the first time in all of the years he'd had faced this Judge, he realized she was a decent woman. Standing at the end of their brief meeting, Shaun shook her hand and went home.

Over a few weeks, Shaun ordered e-readers, laptops, and through materials for all three charges. The electronic devices would be kept under lock and key in the supervisor's office, but the three young men would have access to them when needed. He even arranged to visit with them twice a week. One visit was to talk to them about etiquette, behaviors, and life skills; the other visit was a chance for the boys to discuss what issues or needs they had. 

After arranging the help the boys needed, Shaun kept his word and visited twice weekly. Soon, the young men opened up to him and seemed to be ready to reintegrate with the world. A few months passed, and Shaun wanted permission for an off site visit. Kersh wasn't so sure, so Shaun wanted to convince him and Judge Munoz that this was a good idea.

The first few weeks that Shaun visited, all three young men were reclusive. They were polite, and he had to goad them into interacting with him. The level of distrust they displayed was almost insurmountable. However, Shaun understood, and he kept talking, and eventually they grew to trust him. 

He engaged them with topics he thought might interest them. He asked questions to help them open up. He even would just sit quietly, and neither of them would talk at all. He visited with them individually and also as a group. Kersh, had new occupants arriving, so eventually the three boys ended up in the same section.

This was perfect, because now they could interact with each other. Since they all worked with Shaun, they knew each other. Their friendship grew and the three of them grew to respect each other even more. 

Shaun encouraged them to socialize with each other. Often, they ended up helping each other out. Both Kevin and Daren took extra care of Gianni. He was the youngest and needed protection the most.

Even though, the three didn't interact with others at the facility, the three for some reason seemed to bind and form a tight unit. It didn't happen overnight, but eventually all three boys grew to trust their mentor.

After his first few visits, he spent time with Gianni and for the first time saw glimpses of the young boy buried inside the solemn young man. The first time Shaun heard him laugh, it was at some antic Darren and Kevin pulled. 

He smiled. The guys looked so carefree and happy, that he hated for the day to end. But like all the other times, his visit ended and they had to return to their rooms. Shaun was amazed at how attached he'd become to these boys. He hated leaving them. He wondered if they could leave the facility, even if it was only one day. 

True to his word, he visited and spent time with them twice a week. Slowly they began to trust him. Kevin was the hardest. He was extremely antisocial and as a victim of abuse, had a hard time trusting anyone. It seemed the only peop le he trusted were Darren and Gianni. He respected Kersh, and eyed Shaun warily.

On one visit, Shaun decided to try and get Kevin to open up. Although, it was hard, He managed to get him to talk about his life before the death of his parents. When asked about the foster homes, Kevin shut down. But Shaun knew of the abuse he'd suffered. It angered him every time he thought of it. At the end of his visit, he reminded him once again that no one would ever hurt him like that again. 

After a few more visits, and more time had passed, Kevin responded with a simple. "Thank you."

Shaun was overjoyed, because he'd finally gotten through his barriers. Now, he could really help them. After the first few weeks, Shaun had Darren to read the card he'd given him the first time they'd met. After Darren read it, he was so quiet, so still. It was as if he was frozen.

"Mr. MacGregor, I owe you an apology. I was out of line and I know better. It's just that no one, other than my sister has ever..." Darren took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. "If you will help me, I want to do better. I want a chance at a decent life."

Shaun smiled and he wanted to embrace this brave young man, but he knew it would make him uncomfortable. So he patted his shoulder and said, "Darren, for every step you take, I'm right there with you son, right there." He promised, and just like that, a friendship was formed.



Shaun wondered, if the boys could leave the center. He was determined to take all three young men from the facility for at least one day. He wrote a proposal and presented it to Judge Munoz, hoping his argument was enough to sway her decision in his favor. In his proposal, he highlighted how important it was to expose them to real life situations. They could visit his office, and some of the local manufacturing plants, concluding the day with dinner at his home with Delia and Michal. 

Judge Munoz read his proposal and told him to give her some time to consider it. Shaun was ready to argue, when she reminded him that she didn't say No, just that she needed time. So for the next week, Judge Munoz consulted with their social workers, Mr. Kersh, and the youth court official that sentenced them and saw no reason to not grant them the day.

She planned to call Shaun Monday morning, when she got a call about a disturbance involving one of the young me. She called Shaun immediately. Shaun was at home with his wife when Judge Munoz called, and he was greatly alarmed. He wanted to go straight to the center, but the judge asked him to wait until Monday. 

Shaun agreed, but his worry for his three boys caused him a restless night. Shaun called into the office and explained that he'd be delayed. He then called Judge Munzo to find out what she knew of the incident. Then he reported straight to the WCDC and directly to Kersh's office. Kersh was not surprised to see him. He knew MacGregor had a vested interest in the boys. 

"Darren struck one of the correctional officers yesterday when he ordered his sister to leave. I spoke with Officer Klaus, and he claims the attack was unprovoked. We are investigating, and we will get to the bottom of this." Kersh assured him.

"Let me see him. Where's Darren?" Shaun demanded. He knew something wasn't right. If Darren struck the guard, something had to cause the reaction.

"He's in isolation. He refuses to talk to anyone, Mr. MacGregor. He will not want to see you." Kersh explained. 

"Mr. Kersh, just ask him. Please, let me at least try to talk to him." Shaun pleaded.

"I'll try." Kersh promised and left Shaun waiting in his office. What seemed like an hour passed, before Kersh returned and told Shaun that Darren refused to see him or anyone. 

Hurt, and almost desperate, Shaun wanted to check on Kevin and Gianni. Kersh, granted permission and eventually both young men were brought to him 

"They're wrong, Mr. MacGregor. Darren didn't do anything." Gianni sobbed. Devastated to see his friend cuffed and dragged to isolation, Gianni was clearly shaken. "He was mad, but the guard..." Inhaling he continued. "He got in his face. Klaus made Clemmie leave." 

Kevin then picked up the tale, "She was hurt, Mr. MacGregor. That's what set him off, then Klaus made grabbed her..." Kevin stopped, fighting back the emotions fighting to consume him.

Shaun knew he couldn't do much, but he had to try. "Listen, let me talk with Kersh. I'll try to fix this. You boys, don't worry." He pleaded.

But even as he spoke, he saw Kevin and Gianni shut down, sliding back behind the protective shields they wore. He'd made so much progress, and could not lose them now.

After talking to his two boys and learning that something happened to Clemmie, it became even more imperative that he talk to Darren. Walking to the area that Darren was being held in, Shaun was determined to speak with his charge. 

When he entered, Darren turned away from him. He felt he'd disappointed him and right now he couldn't deal with a lecture. He knew the guards would have told him about the fight he'd gotten into. Besides Kersh, this man was the only one he trusted and if he was finished with him, it was hopeless.

"Darren, let me help. Tell me what's wrong, and if I can fix it I will?" Shaun pleaded.

Darren didn't respond. His sister was in trouble and he couldn't help. "Darren, I've got your back. You know this. Tell me, please, son."

"Mr.MacGregor, you're cool and all but you can't fix this." Darren whispered. "When I get out..."

"What, Darren?" Shaun asked. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. She's all I've got Mr. MacGregor. If I wasn't in here, I could protect..." Darren stopped as he tried to get control of his tumultuous emotions. 

"He put his hands on my sister. He hit her. She tried to lie for him, but..." Darren explained, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Darren, no one, and I mean no one will touch Clemmie again. I promise. I'll protect her for you, alright." Shaun promised, furious and frightened for the young man in front of him. Soon he had to go, but not before he managed to convince Kersh to let Darren return to his room.

Driving home, Shaun replayed this current visit over in his mind. When he started this, it was a way to help some wayward boys, now it had become so much more. He needed to scream, vent. This wasn't right. Then as he drove into his yard, he thought of her, his love. She was the one person that could help soothe the anger raging deep within. He needed Delia.

"Ah, so I finally get to see my husband after so many weeks alone." Delia teased him as he walked in. Shaun looked at his raven hair beauty and smiled. Even after 23 years of marriage, she stole his breath.

At forty-three, Delia was as stunningly beautiful as she was twenty-five years earlier. At five feet four, thick raven hair and the biggest blue eyes he'd ever seen, Shaun could never get enough of her. Slowly she walked to him and he embraced her. He had to hold her to wash away the issues he'd faced today.

He remembered the first time he saw her. He was working at a local gas station when she walked in with her friends. She had such a horrible attitude, Shaun felt obligated to bring her down a few pegs.

She left the store amongst threats of having him fired. He shrugged it off, because he had two other jobs anyway. For some reason he couldn't stop thinking about the raven haired beauty that stormed into his work space days before.

One night, while working the night shift, Shaun heard the door chime. He looked up, and there she stood, he object of his musings.

"You didn't have to be so short with me the other day." She complained.

Shaun just stood there smiling. She was too adorable, but he knew he didn't stand a chance with someone like her.

"Little girl," he admonished her. "Shouldn't you be at home; tucked away safely in bed?" Shaun asked. "Where are your buddies? They let you come here alone?" he continued his teasing.

Delia smiled, "I am over eighteen, and I'm grown." She answered cheekily. "I can come and go as I please."

"Well, Ms." Shaun paused when he realized he didn't even know her name.

"Delia, Delia Lang-Phillips." She introduced herself to the one man she couldn't stop thinking about.

Well, Ms. Delia. I'm Shaun MacGregor, happy to meet you." He answered smiling. His green eyes twinkling, as his delicious black hair drooped over his right eye giving him a sexy bad boy look.

Delia wondered if his hair was as soft as it looked. She had a desire to just reach up and caress his midnight locks.

She was eighteen when they met, and he soon learned who she was, who her family was. Shaun believed she was out of his league. After learning that her father was one of the richest men in the state, Shaun decided to cool things off with Delia. He wondered if he was just a chance for her to go slumming, date someone daddy wouldn't approve of.

So, they dated for a couple of months, then suddenly Shaun stopped calling. He changed jobs, so she wouldn't find him at the gas station. He decided to go on with his life. Spoil little princesses weren't right for a guy like him.

A month later, while working at his second job as cook and dishwasher at a local diner, his boss ordered him to the office. A man was waiting to talk to him. The gentleman didn't need to introduce himself, because one look in his blue eyes, Shaun knew who he was.

"Mr. Phillips, How can I help you, sir?" Shaun asked nervously.

"So you're Shaun MacGregor, the whelp that broke my daughter's heart. Give me one good reason I shouldn't beat you senseless right now?" he demanded.

"Mr. Phillips, sir, Delia doesn't need somebody like me. She's beautiful." He stammered. "She can have any man she wants, not some broken down loser who is nobody." Shaun answered ashamed of who he was. His self-deprecation upset the much older gentleman. 

"Now you listen," he fumed. "For some unexplained reason, Delia likes you MacGregor and I think for you to walk away then you must care about her too. She is a special and wonderful girl, and I will not have her heart crushed." 

Shaun looked at him, shocked. "Listen son, you work two and sometimes three jobs. You take care of yourself and won't take handouts. My little girl sees something in you and you know what I see it too. You see, I did my homework on you, MacGregor." Mr. Phillips explained. 

Shaun was stunned, her Dad knew about his life. He stared as Mr. Phillips kept talking. "I know you've been on you own for the last five years. You're twenty years old and completely on your own. I like the get up and go spirit you possess. Most men would have crumbled, you didn't. You want to earn the right to date my daughter, and then let me help you. I'll teach you, and give you the help you need to succeed. But you will do the work to get there, understand."

Shaun smiled at the memory of how his father took him under his wings. Soon he realized that his wife was speaking.

"Shaun, how was the visit with the young men you are mentoring?" Delia asked interrupting his thoughts.

Shaun looked at his wife and smiled. "You know," he answered. "It's my turn to pay back what your Dad did for me, Delia. Those young men have so much potential and I want to help them accomplish something wonderful?" Then he embraced his love, kissing her gently on the temple.

In the past four months, Shaun really understood the young men. They were all fighters, tough, and had a strength that would carry them through life. Each week, he spent extra time with each of the young men. All three earned his respect, because they'd surpassed so many obstacles.

Then Shaun thought about Darren. Darren was special to Shaun. Out of all three men, he had the most challenges. He was older than most of the detainees; he was a black male; and he had anger issues. The only time Darren softened was when he talked about his sister, Clemmie. After meeting the boys' months earlier, Shaun actually took time to learn about Darren's sister. She was a year older than him and served as his protector when they were children. As they grew and Darren grew larger, the roles reversed. However, Darren got involved with the wrong crowd and serious consequences resulted.

Even though Clemmie did all she could to protect her brother; he was remanded to the detention center because of his outburst. Shaun was aware that each Saturday, she came to visit her brother. Since he'd started mentoring the three young men, Darren had introduced his sister to Gianni and Kevin as well. All three young men loved his sister and now considered her family.

Clemmie, like Darren, didn't do well in school, so Shaun decided to remedy that. He knew exactly who to ask to take the young woman under her wings.

Delia looked at her husband and the canary grin he wore. "What is it? You want something." She stated. Delia knew that Shaun cared about these three young men, and if he wanted something, it had to do with his charges.

"One of the boys has a sister. I want to help her and was wondering if you would meet her for me and tell me your thoughts about her." Shaun asked.

Delia smiled, "Gladly, what's her name?"

"Clementine Kingston" Shaun stated. "She's Darren's sister. They had different fathers so that's why they have different last names. She lives in the Center Town, and works as a CNA, certified nursing assistant. Until Darren was sent away, she worked to support them both, and he protected her from the local element in the neighborhood. However, today when I talked to him, I sensed something is wrong." Shaun stopped.

"I don't want you to go to her house. I'll arrange for you to meet her at her job. But, honey, I need to know if she's in trouble. If something happens to her, it will destroy Darren, so to save him I must protect his sister." He exhaled. "Are you sure, you are willing to do this?" 

"Sweetheart, of course I will do it. I'll take Michal with me. But for now, I want time with my husband, I missed him. So," sliding her hands inside his jacket and pushing it from his shoulders. 

"What does a girl have to do to get some? Hmmm?" She tiptoed and kissed his lips. Shaun's body hardened as Delia awoke a need so strong that he almost roared. 

"Bedroom, naked, now!" he demanded as his sexy wife sauntered away living him drooling after her.

Shaun never tired of loving his wife. He knew her hot spots, how to make her scream, and made sure she came at least twice before he did. Tonight was no different. She needed him but he needed his woman just as badly.

She would try anything in the way of sex just to please him as he would for her. He still felt that same way about her as if they had just met. He had plenty of women that chased after him, wanting him to bed them, but his real love was now his only love and he had no need to look for another. She was still his dream woman.

Delia loved her husband. Despite current trends, he was the only man she'd given herself too. Each time they made love, it was as magnificent as the first time. Shaun took care of her. He always made sure she reached completion before him. 

As she reached their bedroom, she turned and watched her husband enter. Shaun was one gorgeous male specimen. He stood at six feet, broad shoulder, black hair peppered with gray at the temples, a squared jaw sprinkled with the dust of a black beard and thick black eyebrows. Black eyelashes surrounded the greenest eyes.

"Lose the suit." She whispered, and Shaun slowly undressed of his woman as the heat of desire in her eyes scorched his skin.




Pay It Forward Ch. 02



Not to be left short, Delia removed her dress as well standing before her hungry husband in just a minuscule pair of black panties.

Shaun, with the grace of a wild cat, moved to his wife and gathered her close. Not wanting to waste another minute outside of her embrace.

Lifting her and placing her in the center of their bed, Shaun worshipped his wife's body with his. Kissing her neck, he gently massaged her breast pinching to taut nipples causing her to groan. Sliding his hand lower, he rubbed her stomach, teasing her mercilessly as he gently avoided the thick dark hair covering her pubis. 

Moaning and in desperate need of his touch, Delia spread her thighs, begging him to stroke the fires he'd started. Soon she realized two could play at that game. With the dexterity of a nubile teen, Delia switched positions, so that she could stroke his body as well. Her decision was the right one, because she found that he was more than aroused. Shaun was rock hard and needed release.

Delia would finally get to do one thing she loved the most. She leaned forward and took his thick burgeoning cock into her mouth. Shaun hissed. He returned the favor by covering her feminine heat with his and spearing her with his tongue.

Delia moaned and the two loved each other until they were both a mass of writhing senses.

"Shaun, I need..." She whispered.

"Yes, Dee. Yes, baby" he replied as they shifted and he came between her thighs. Delia opened her legs as wide as she could so that Shaun could take possession of her body. The feel of him filling her caused her to climax once more, screaming out his name. 

Shaun stopped or it would be over too soon for him. He paused, and then resumed. In and out, in and out, he loved his woman. Delia was his woman, forever and for all time. Soon she came once again, and he felt her voracious cavern clench his cock as he too lost the battle and gave in to the bliss.

After a culminating climax, they simply lay together. Holding each other close, they covered each other in kisses. Soon both drifted into a nice, deep contented sleep.

Meanwhile, Michal was sitting in the family room watching a movie. His parents didn't know how loud they were when they coupled, and even though he was older, he'd rather not hear.

He had made a decision about college, and would tell his parents later. It seemed they had finally fallen asleep and he could go upstairs now. So quietly, he turned off everything, checked the locks, and went to his room.

The next morning, while eating breakfast, Shaun was watching Michal. His son was a great kid, but he needed to understand that not everyone had an easy life. Michal volunteered time, donated money to charities and was an all-around good guy, but Shaun wanted him to meet the three boys.

"Michal, you know I have two more months to serve as a mentor, right. Can I get you to help me with something?" Michal took a deep breath. He knew his dad took this job as seriously as his career, and he did offer to help.

"Whatever you need Dad, I'm there he answered." Shaun smiled. He knew Michal was a bit jealous of the boys, but he had no reason to be. He was his son and for him he would always come first. But Shaun had great people instincts, and he felt that if Michal met the guys, they'd bond. He'd finally have others who'd look out for him as brothers.

"I want you to go with me today. I want you to meet them. Son, they are tough, but they are just like you, young men, so don't be intimidated, alright." Shaun explained.

"Dad, I'm fine. What do you need me to do?" he asked impatiently.

"Ok, on Wednesday, Delia is meeting with the sister of one of the young men, I want you to go with her. It's not dangerous; I just don't want her going alone. So will you accompany her?" he asked.

"Yes, Dad. Of course." Michal answered. "Why is Mom meeting this woman?"

"She's Darren's sister and something is wrong. He's so volatile, that I fear if something happens to her, it will destroy him. I've made arrangements for your Mother to meet her at her job. I don't want her going alone, so that's why I asked you to accompany her. If I can help her, I will. If not, I want to be prepared to help her brother." He explained.

"Ok, Dad, I'll be there." Michal answered.

"Son, I'm going to WCDC to sit in with all three young men. I want you to come with me. I want you to meet them" he explained.

Shaun knew that in Michal's mind, a small part still saw these guys as criminals. He wanted him to meet them. His son needed to learn to value people, no matter what walk of life they treaded. Meeting these three guys was just what he needed.

Michal hesitated, "Um, alright. What time?"

"This morning, I'll sign you out of school." Shaun told him.

"Alright Dad." Michal answered and then he stood to leave. 

"Wait, what do you have planned for the day, son?" Shaun asked. Michal was trying to decide which college to attend in the fall. He really liked Pembridge, but he was looking at a few others. Each evening, the two of them would talk and share their day. Shaun would miss that when Michal left, but he knew it was time for his boy to become a man.

Michal smiled, his dad always made time for him. "Not much, can I go to the office with you when we leave the detention center. I'd like to see what's going on in the business. Oh, by the way, Phil, Ben, and Don are thinking about Pembridge now, so I've got my fingers crossed. 

Smiling and nodding, Shaun said, "That's good. I hope your friends get in as well. I know you and those guys are as thick as thieves."

"Who's as thick as thieves?" Delia asked as she walked into the room. She proceeded to make her breakfast as the two men told her of their plans.

"Michal, I really appreciate you going with me Wednesday. I don't want to make her too uncomfortable and having someone her age around might help her relax." Delia hugged her son.

"Momma, I'd do anything for you. You know that. So the next time you need me, just let me know. Dad, let me get to school so I can be marked present. I'll see you in a while. Love you Mom." Kissing his Mom on the cheek, then he rushed out of the door.

Shaun and Delia smiled as they watched their son leave. Both filled with pride and honor for having raised such a wonderful young man.

Later that morning, Shaun picked Michal up and the two of them drove over to the detention center.

As they arrived at the center, Michal realized he was nervous. He also knew that today was not one of the days his dad was scheduled to visit, so that meant this visit was a big deal.

Shaun reported in and was directed to Kersh's office. He wanted to know how Darren was doing before he set out to introduce his son to the young men.

Shaun introduced Michal and the two men talked briefly. Soon, all three young men were escorted to Kersh's office. They were happy to see MacGregor and curious about the guy with him. 

Within minutes, Shaun had introduced all four young men. Michal didn't have a lot to say. He wasn't sure how to broach conversation with the guys, and didn't want to inadvertently insult anyone.

"So, you're Michal. Your dad is good people man. He's the best. I hope you know that." Gianni spoke shyly. He wasn't sure how this guy felt about him, but he wanted to let him know he really liked his dad.

Taken aback, Michal responded. "I know. He's great. Thanks. Gianni, how old are you? How did you end up here? I mean, I don't want to offend you." Michal stammered.

Gianni laughed. "It's OK. I'm fifteen. I'll be sixteen in a few months. My Mom signed for me to come here after I... Well, let's just say I have a hot temper, and it got me caught up. It didn't help that the teacher I beat the shit out of was an evil bitch." Then he exhaled, "but Mr. MacGregor says I can get past this. He believes in me, so I'm gonna try."

Michal was amazed. His dad really made a difference in this guy's life. He talked with him a little longer and learned he was an avid baseball fan. Gianni, like Michal was a big Yankees fan. Michal knew he wanted to get him an autographed baseball cap as a gift and bring it the next time he visited.

Soon they were joined by the other two guys. His dad had gone to talk with the director, and Kevin and Darren decided to introduce themselves to Michal. Kevin seemed like an alright guy, but it was clear to Michal he liked his space. Michal could respect that. But Darren was most interesting to him. Michal knew a few black guys, but none as big as Darren. Darren was quiet until he talked about his sister. His face lit up and anyone could see he really cared about her. It didn't take much to realize this was the girl his Mom was visiting on Wednesday.

The four guys sat and talked for a while and before long it was time for Michal to leave. He didn't want to go. He really liked hanging out with them. So he decided that he'd see if he could come back and visit on Saturday, and maybe bring the baseball cap for Gianni. He wanted to hang out with Kevin, Darren, and Gianni some more. Michal smiled to himself; Gianni was kind of like a little brother. If he had one, he'd make sure and give him an autographed set of Yankees cards, a ball, and a cap.

As they left WCDC Shaun wanted Michal's opinion on the three young men. "So tell me what do you think about the guys?"

Michal paused, he knew what his dad was doing. He was trying to show him that these guys were no different from any one of his friends. Michal realized that if circumstances were different, he could be one of those guys.

"Dad, they seem to be alright. I like them. I see why you want to help them, because honestly they don't really deserve to be there." He answered.

"What happened to the teacher that mistreated Gianni?" Michal asked.

"Well, I know she lost her job at that school. I don't know where she ended up." He answered.

Michal huffed, "She should have been locked up. The way she treated Gianni was criminal."

Michal spoke so passionately that Shaun had to stare at him. His face was set in such hard lines, that Shaun had to remind him that Gianni was alright. No one would hurt him again. 

"What did you think about Kevin and Darren?" Shaun asked. 

"Kevin likes to be left alone, and Darren is cool. For some reason, I really liked them. Why is Mom going to see Darren's sister?" He asked.

"Someone hurt her son, and I promised Darren that I'd protect her. To do that I need to find out what's going on. Your mother is the only person I trust to talk to the girl, so I asked her to meet her at her job on Wednesday." Shaun explained. 

"They all say she's their sister," Michal commented absently, "I know they are not really related, but I believe they see each other as family. Darren was the most intense. The way he talked about her. He is really scared dad, but he trusts you to keep her safe." Michal explained.

"She might be in trouble and I promised Darren I'd help." Shaun explained. Then he decided to change topics. "So since you're coming to the office today, I have to put you to work." He teased.

"Yes sir, yes sir." Michal answered. "I know. I have to earn my way. Hey Dad, look, I want to go back on Saturday. I have a gift for Gianni. He's a Yankee fan. Would you mind if I went?"

"Son, you are old enough to decide things for yourself. If you want to go, go." He answered, his chest brimming with pride.

Michal smiled to himself. He'd always been popular and had lots of friends. But often he wondered if they liked him for himself or his status as a wealthy businessman's son. Darren, Kevin, and Gianni didn't seem to care about his Dad's money and he liked that. Even though he'd just met them, he felt like one of the guys.

Soon they arrived at Lang Corp, and entered the building. Michal was sent to the copy room to assist with copying and filing. Smiling the entire time, he couldn't wait to get back to WCDC, to see his new friends. 



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Pay It Forward Ch. 03



 This chapter is graphic. There is NO SEX in this chapter, because I am trying to develop the characters. Please, read it and understand that this is a fictional story. It is not about anyone that is real. All of the characters are figments of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote and comment. 

Michal awoke Wednesday morning ready to accompany his mother. He didn't have classes, so he was available to go with her at any time.

Delia wanted to talk to Clementine early, because she knew how hectic a full workday could be. She based this in how grumpy Shaun was at the end of the day when he worked long hours. Shaun and already contacted the retirement home Clemmie worked at to request the time for the meeting. At first her supervisor refused, but when she realized with whom she was speaking, her tune changed quickly.

Clemmie arrived at work earlier than usual. She had liberally applied makeup to cover the fading bruises on her eye. It was mostly unnoticeable. If anyone noticed, no one said anything. She was worried about Darren. When he saw her face, he knew something was wrong. Even with makeup, she could not hide the truth from her baby brother. 

She recalled what had happened days before. Shuddering at the memory.

"Clemmie, hey big sis. Glad you made it." Darren hugged his sister.

Clemmie groaned inwardly because his embrace hurt. "She hugged him back lightly, with her left arm. It was then that Darren noticed she favored her right arm. He looked closely at his sister, something was off. She wore too much make up. Clemmie didn't wear makeup. She was hiding something.

"Clemmie, what's going on?" but he knew. Robert had hurt her in some way.

"Nothing Darren, I'm fine. Just working so hard." She tried to change the topic. "How are you doing? Where are your friends Kevin and Gianni?"

Darren didn't fall for it. At this point, Gianni and Kevin had walked in. They knew something was wrong. Darren glared at Clemmie. Fury rolled off of him in waves. "Darren" Gianni ventured to ask, "What's wrong?" his voice was filled with fear.

"Darren, what is it?" Kevin asked, looking from his friend to his sister.

Darren didn't address them. His eyes were trained on his sister. "Clemmie, what are you hiding?" he asked quietly.

"Nothing, Darren, Stop being weird." She answered. Thinking I have to be careful. He can't learn the truth. He'll snap. Gianni and Kevin sat beside their friend, both concerned, Then Kevin looked closely at Clemmie. He noticed her left eye was bloodshot. Her right eye was clear. She seemed so afraid, and it wasn't because of Darren. Kevin began to speak, but Darren spoke first.

"Clemmie, take your jacket off." Darren demanded softly. Clemmie seemed terrified at the request. She was visibly shaken.

"Wait, Darren, she shouldn't-"Gianni tried to intervene when Darren stopped him but holding up his hand.

Clemmie stood. She couldn't hide the bruises on her arm and her brother didn't need the trouble. She should not have come. "Darren, you're tripping, and I'm out." She declared, as Darren reached her and the jacket fell down her arms. She was covered in black bruises. One name escaped his lips. "Robert, Robert did this." 

Klaus the floor guard had made it to the group to see what was wrong. He realized the sister was the cause and ordered her to leave. He caught her arm to escort her out when she screamed in pain. He immediately let her go. He had no intention of causing her pain. When Clemmie screamed in pain, Darren attacked. The other two boys tried to pull him off as a female officer came and escorted Clemmie out. Clemmie stood at the window to the visitor's area sobbing, helpless as she witnessed the guards take her brother down.

She was then asked to leave the building. At this point the weekend supervisor had come down and the situation was contained. Clemmie was escorted off the premises and left sitting at the bus terminal. She was so worried about her brother, but there was nothing she could do for him now. I shouldn't have come, she thought. I should have waited at least until the bruises had healed. If anything bad happened to Darren, it's my fault.

Clemmie sat crying quietly, rocking back and forth, seeking what comfort she could find in the cold small space. 

When the security officer grabbed her arm, it hurt and she yelled. If Robert hadn't twisted her arm so hard, the guard would not have hurt at all when he grabbed it. 

The last thing she remembered was being forced out of the visitor's area as two guards cornered her brother. She tried to call Sunday, but no one would tell her anything or even let her speak with him.

She prayed this didn't cause serious problems for him. He was making such good progress and had even made friends. Kevin and Gianni seemed to really care about him. He often spoke of a Mr. MacGregor, as did the other two young men. They all had great respect for this man. Hopefully, he could help her brother.

"Clemmie, I'm glad you're here early. You have a meeting at nine o'clock. I'm not sure why, I was just told by the director. Be there on time." Her supervisor, Ms. Weeks, informed her.

"Yes Ma'am," Clemmie answered.  Oh God what could this be about. I come to work on time. Take care of my patients. I even fill in when we are short staffed. I haven't taken a day off since I started. I hope it's nothing bad. I need this job. 

At eight forty-five, Clemmie reported to the administrator's office. As she entered, she saw a lovely lady sitting with the most handsome man sitting beside her. It was obvious they were related, but Clemmie wondered who she had to meet with.

"Good morning, Clemmie. Mrs. Kent will be right with you. Have a seat." Then Gladys turned to greet the other people who were waiting as well. "Do you all need anything?" 

"No, thank you." Delia answered gracefully. She watched Clemmie covertly acknowledging that she was truly a lovely young lady. It didn't past Delia's attention that Michal was enthralled by the lovely young lady as well. Delia could tell the girl was nervous. The lines of stress on her face spoke of years of worry. Just as she was about to speak, the administrator opened the door and invited all three of them into her office.

Clemmie stood and followed the well-dressed woman and her son into the office, Now, she was even more nervous.

"Good morning, Clemmie. Let me introduce a friend of mine and her son this is Delia MacGregor and her son Michal. Delia, Michal, this is Clemmie, one of the most dedicated assistant nurses that we have in staff. Now I realize this is a private meeting, so I'll leave and make my rounds while the three of you talk." Soon after that Mrs. Kent excused herself.

Wait, MacGregor, I wonder if "Clementine, I'm Delia. My husband, Shaun mentors your brother." Delia started to explain.

"Oh God, Is Darren OK? Are you here because something else happened to-" Clemmie asked clearly distraught at the thought of her brother being hurt. 

Wanting to alleviate her fear, Delia quickly reassured her, "No, Darren is fine. Shaun went Sunday and he was allowed to return to his room. He's fine. I'm here because of you, Clemmie. We're worried about you. From the information Shaun gathered, we know something is going on in your life. Whatever it is, Darren has had a major setback. I'm here to try and help. We need to know what happened. Sweetheart is someone hurting you?" Delia asked concerned etched all over her face. 

Michal's heart pounded. The thought of someone hurting this young lady didn't sit too well him. He didn't know why. He liked Darren and the other guys, so maybe that was the reason he was reacting so strongly. Clemmie looked away. She was clearly embarrassed. 

"Mrs. MacGregor, I am fine. My boyfriend gets angry and sometimes he loses control. That night I pushed him too far and..." she looked away unable to continue.

"He hit you!" Michal whispered. Now he was becoming really agitated. He understood Darren's anger. Clemmie was small. She was barely five feet tall, and weighed less than 100 pounds, almost as small as a child. He could not fathom someone hurting someone so small. 

Clemmie flinched at the inflection in his voice. Delia touched his arm to remind him to remain in control. "Clemmie, where is he now? " she asked.

"He's back in jail." She looked away for a second. "I don't know for how long, though. It's my apartment, but he lives with me. I want to move, but he won't..."

Delia looked at the young woman sitting across from her. She'd never met Darren, but he was younger than his sister. This girl could not be more than nineteen or twenty. 

"Clementine, listen to me. I will help you find a place. If you really want to leave, let me know and we can help you relocate today. But, you have to take that first step." Delia whispered.

Clemmie looked at her. Eyes so bright with the hope of a promise, she couldn't believe that this lady whom she didn't even know was willing to help her.

Then she remembered how possessive Robert was. If this lady helped her, he might retaliate and cause her family harm. When Darren was out, Robert was afraid to even touch her, but now that Darren was locked up, he felt that nothing would happen to him. 

She knew that if anyone helped her; he'd go after them. How manty times had he told her tht she belonged to him. So Clemmie decided to decline.

"Mrs. MacGregor, I can't. This isn't your problem. But thank you for offering. I know you and your husband mean well, but..." she sighed sadly. "Listen, thank you for helping my brother. Darren is a great guy, and he can make it. I'll be fine. When Robert gets out, I'll just have to be more careful." She explained hesitantly. It was clear she didn't believe a word she was saying.

Michal was stunned. She refused the help. What is she thinking? Someone is offering you a chance to get away and you refuse. This is ludicrous.

"Clemmie, you don't have to be afraid. When he gets out, you'll be somewhere safe. I promise." Delia whispered.

Clemmie shook her head once more in refusal. "You don't know him. You don't know what he's capable of." Clemmie said quietly her voice trembling in fear. Then Clemmie asked, "Is there anything else, Mrs. MacGregor? If not, I need to see to my patients."

Completely stunned by her refusal, Delia replied, "No that was it. I'm done. But Clemmie, I'm checking up on you and if he hurts you again, call me. Promise me, alright." as she handed her a business card. Clemmie took the card and put it in her pocket. She wouldn't call. These people seemed nice, and she could not pull them into her mess. Robert would be fine, and as soon as Darren came back home she'd be safe. Clemmie was relieved her brother was alright.

"Yes Ma'am ." She answered as she stood to leave. After she left, Michal lost it.

"Momma, that's it. She says "NO!" and we leave. Come on. Momma, he hurt her. How can she stay there?" He demanded.

"Son, do you think I'm done. I like her, and I am going to help her all I can. But if she wants to leave, she has to make that choice. I can't decide for her." Delia explained.

"Momma, Darren is so scared." Michal explained. Thinking about the fear radiating off of his new friend, Michal had to make his mother understand. "I know you haven't met them, but Darren is the toughest guy I've ever met, and Momma, he's afraid for her. If he's afraid, then she really is in danger."

"Michal, I know. Your father said as much. Listen, we will do all we can, OK. Try not to worry." She comforted her son.

Michal nodded, but he did worry. His life was so easy. He never had a worry. Until his dad started mentoring these boys, he only heard stories about difficult life choices, and now he was witnessing it. His biggest worry was whether to go to Pembridge or Tulane. However, his new friends had much more pressuring issue. And now he'd met Clemmie.  How could someone who called himself a man, strike a woman? Yet, she was too afraid to leave. This was just wrong, just not right.

Delia and Michal drove straight to Lang Corp headquarters. They had to talk to Shaun. After meeting Clemmie, Delia knew something had to be done, or that girl's life was forfeit. Michal went with his Mom, because he knew if someone could fix this, then his Dad was that person.

As soon as they entered the building, they were escorted to the head executive suites. Shaun was in a meeting but he'd been alerted of their arrival. A sense of foreboding engulfed him, and he knew this situation with Clemmie was serious.

"Hey baby," Shaun greeted his wife with a hug. He was more than aware of the level of concern etched in her face. 

Michal," he acknowledged his son. "How was the visit with Clementine? I can tell something is wrong?" he asked his wife.

"Shaun, she's in an abusive relationship. The man is in jail for now, but you know he'll get out. I offered to help her move, but she refused. She's terrified. I saw it in her face." Delia explained. "I want to find out about this man she lives with. If he hits women, there might be other crimes he's just as guilty of. She won't leave Shaun. I don't understand." 

Shaun paused; he knew why Clemmie stayed. Throughout his life, he'd witnessed so many horrible things and he understood that sometimes the victim didn't see a way out. He didn't know who the boyfriend was, but he'd find out all he needed to know in a few hours. Once he learned who the culprit was, he could then deal with him.

"It'll be alright. Let me see what I can find out about the boyfriend. Did she at least give a name?" he queried.

"No, she didn't. Wait, yes she did. Robert, she said Robert, but I didn't get a last name. I should have asked her for his name. How could I be so careless?" Delia castigsted herself. 

"It's alright honey. At least she talked to you. You got more from her than I honestly expected." Shaun reassured her as he ehld her close.

Delia exhaled and then continued to explain to her husband, "She said he's locked up probably for the attack on her. Can our lawyers find out anything?" Delia asked.

"Dad, I can call Silas and ask him to check it out?" Michal offered. If Silas could find out about this guy, he could learn how long he would be locked up.

"Great idea Michal, call him. It's lunchtime. Why don't you two go eat and Michal call Silas as soon as you two finish. I have a meeting so I have to stay here. We'll talk when I get home. Oh, and son, see if he can join us for dinner?" Shaun ordered.

Not wanting to keep him from his work, Delia kissed him good bye and she and Michal left. 

Back at the detention center, Kersh was meeting with the social workers and judge concerning several of his young charges. The judge was concerned about Darren's meltdown, but Kersh assured him that he was fine. The officials were considering sending him some place for psychological evaluation. 

Kersh explained that he was upset because is sister had been injured and the guard on duty didn't handle the situation the right way. The guard, Klaus, was called in. He even defended Darren and dismissed the attack as a simple misunderstanding. Darren was fine, and not a threat to anyone. The judge listened to the two men, and was satisfied with their assessment. Klaus was dismissed to return to his post.

After that issue was settled, they talked about three new transfers coming in. Also, Kersh was informed that Gianni's mother was petitioning for him to be released into her care. Kersh had met Gianni's mother when she arrived with him several months earlier. He watched as she cried as her son was led away. 

She worked three sometimes four jobs, but she visited her son as often as she could. She was a good mother, and Kersh could understand that she wanted her boy to come home. The neighborhood she lived in at the time wasn't safe for Gianni. That was months ago, she'd moved to a safer area. Besides, he had MacGregor and him. 

Although MacGregor had stayed true to his word, his time as a mentor was almost over. Kersh wondered if he would stick around or go back to his own life. 

Kersh realized that Gianni missed his mother. Each time she visited, it was harder and harder on him when she left. The only ones that console him were Kevin and Darren. Those two always sat with him after a visit and they didn't talk, but he knew they were there. Since they'd spent time with MacGregor and he gave them guidance, the boys were slowly changing. 

Saturday came quickly and Michal was headed back to WCDC. He had a brand new autographed cap for Gianni. However, he didn't have anything for the other two guys. He wanted to talk to Darren and let him know about the meeting with Clemmie. He could understand his fear. Maybe if he could talk to her, she'd let his family help her.

When he walked into the center, he saw Clemmie waiting. Walking over to her, Michal greeted her. "Hey Clementine. How are you? I'm glad to see you today." He noticed that the bruise on her face was almost unnoticeable.

"Hello, Mike. Um, sorry Michal." Clemmie smiled as she greeted him. 

"Hey Sis, Michal." Darren greeted when he came out. "Clemmie, this is Mr. MacGregor's son Michal. Michal, this is my sister, Clemmie."

Michal smiled, "Darren, we've already met."

"Yes, he and his mother came to see me Wednesday." Clemmie answered. Darren froze wondering What the hell? Then he remembered Mr. MacGregor promising to protect his sister.

"Michal. Clemmie, Hey!" Gianni yelled excitedly. Clemmie gave him a big hug. He was followed by Kevin, who was surprised to see Michal.

"Oh Gianni, brought you something." He explained giving Gianni his gift.

"Hold up. This is nice. Thanks Michal, so cool." He answered in awe of such a simple gift.

"Hey guys, I need to talk to Clemmie. Give us a sec." Darren asked.

"Ok, we'll be over there." Kevin answered and the three guys walked off. 

"So Mrs. MacGregor came to your job. What did she want?" he asked.

"Darren, she wanted to know if I was alright. I'm fine and I don't want you worrying. Ok." She admonished her baby brother. "Darren, they seem like good people. I like them."

"What did she ask you? You're hiding something, Sis." Darren asked concern lacing his voice.

"She offered to help me move out of the apartment. But you know how Robert is. He'll go after them and I can't allow that." She explained. "I can't let them put themselves at risk."

"How long will he be locked up?" Darren asked. He would be out in a few months when he turned eighteen. He had to get a place so she could move in with him and get away from Robert. He didn't want to end up killing the other man, because quite frankly he wasn't worth going to prison for. 

"The DA called me yesterday and was asking questions about the attack. I already pressed charges, and she was sure that he'd be there a while. He has some bench warrants. I have some money saved, but it's not enough to get a place. I'll stay there for now, because I can afford to cover the rent, but as soon as I save a couple hundred more, I'm gone." She explained.

"Didn't you say Mrs. MacGregor could help you move to a safer place a lot sooner?" Darren asked. "Sis, I want you out of there. You know how messed up the courts are. He might get out early. Look, think about her offer, and then when I get out, we can move in together."

"Hey Clemmie, Darren is everything alright?" Kevin asked. He was aware that someone hit her and if it happened again he and Darren were going after the guy.

"Yes, Kevin. It's fine. Darren is being overprotective again." She tried to joke as she rolled her eyes. 

"Mrs. MacGregor offered to help her move. She won't do it." Darren explained to Kevin. Kevin immediately took his friend's side. He could not get the sight of the bruises out of his head. He wanted Clemmie safe.




Pay It Forward Ch. 03



"Clemmie, listen to me. You have to move away from there. It's not safe." Kevin added in supporting Darren.

Clemmie scoffed, "You guys always stick together. I'm fine. He's gone for now so don't worry." she added.

"This is serious." Darren insisted, "Listen Clemmie, call Mrs. Macgregor and take her up on the offer. I need to know you're safe. When I get out, we'll get a place and he won't come near you, but for now let them keep you safe." Her brother insisted.

"Darren, it'll be alright-" Clemmie started to explain when Kevin interjected.

"I agree with Darren. Mr. MacGregor is a good man. He promised us he'd keep you safe, Clemmie. Please let him." Kevin pleaded.

Clemmie smiled. Kevin and Gianni were just as protective as Darren, even though they weren't really related to her. She cared about both of them just as much and she knew the feelings were reciprocated. He was truly worried. So she smiled and embraced both of her brothers. "You guys are the best. I'll call her, OK." 

"Hey," Gianni ran over, joining in. "I need a hug too and you can't leave Michal out." He laughed. So being a true lady Clemmie hugged her new baby brother and his friend.

When Clemmie wrapped her arms around him and Michal held her back, for a brief second, he never wanted to let her go. Laughing she released him and said "You know seven months ago I had one bossy brother, now I have four. I am one lucky girl. The guys laughed. Michal laughed with them, but his feelings toward this girl were anything but brotherly.

Soon the day ended and it was time to leave. Clemmie had to work so she could not come back Sunday, but Michal told the guys he'd stop back by.

As they left Clemmie headed to the bus station, but Michal stopped her. "Hey Clemmie, I can take you home you don't have to ride the bus." She froze.

"No Michal, thanks, but I'd rather take the bus." She answered not giving him a reason.

"Please Clemmie, we can stop and grab something to eat. My treat." He implored.

Clemmie was thoughtful. She liked him. He was one handsome man. She was a little older and she wondered if he was even eighteen. But as much as she wanted to say yes, she couldn't. If he drove her home and someone told Robert a man dropped her off... Well she didn't want to think about the fall out. So even though she wanted to say yes, everything in her was screaming yes, she had to turn him down.

"Michal, I'm sorry. I can't. I know you don't understand, but for me it's safer to ride the bus." She exhaled. "Thank you, though."

"Clemmie, wait. Do you have a cell phone? I never saw you use one and I wondered." Michal asked.

"No, I don't." She answered, embarrassed becasue Robert never allowed her to have one. She noticed the bus started loading, as he stopped her once more.

"Here, take mine." Michal answered, as he handed her his smart phone. Clemmie just looked at him. Was this guy really giving her his phone? Then she realized he was still speaking. "If you need anything, press the number 2. It goes straight to my Mom; number 3 goes straight to my Dad. I'll get a new phone and get the number to you tomorrow when I drop the charger off at your job, OK. Clemmie, hide the phone. Don't let him know you have it." Michal was a quick study. He knew if she didn't have a phone, it was because of that man. But she needed a way to call for help. 

Taking the phone, Clemmie looked at him and the the phone. "Thank you," she whispered and then she had to sprint to her bus before she missed it.

He stood and watched as the bus drove off; then went straight to his car. He had to get home and tell his parents he'd given her the phone to call them, and then he'd order a new one for himself. Michal prayed that until she was brave enough to leave, that this guy, this Robert, stayed in jail.

Michal made it home and his parents were out. He knew they'd be home soon, so he just relaxed in the family library until one of them came in.

"Son, you're home early." Delia greeted him when she walked into the library.

"Yes, Ma'am. Look Mom, I saw Clemmie at the detention center today. Darren tried to talk her into letting us help, but she's too afraid. I offered her a ride home and she refused me. I know it's because of that guy. Robert. So I asked if she had a cell phone, but she didn't. I gave her mine. I told her to hide it someplace safe and that you and dad were on speed dial. If you get a call from my old number, answer immediately. I'll order me a new one with a different number." He explained.

The level of anxiety coming from Michal caused Delia to pause. She knew this girl was in trouble, but she refused to move. Delia didn't understand. She had a way out and wouldn't take it. It frustrated her to no end. She'd talked to Shaun earlier and he'd be home late. He had to help her understand. This just didn't make sense to her.

"Michal, she's safe for now. According to Silas, Robert has several bench warrants. And other crimes he is guilty of. With the assault on Clemmie, we have time to convince her to move. Besides, her brother will be released in a couple of months; he'll be there to protect her. Please don't worry." She tried to comfort him.

Michal walked across the room, "Mom, she's beautiful. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. And she's so brave, and funny, and just loveable. I want to wrap her in a bubble and guard her from everything, but that's not my call. I'm only seventeen, a kid. I go off to college in a few months. Who knows when Dad's time is over for mentoring the guys, they might not want to be around me anymore. He might be through with them. If I was older, maybe..." Michal took a deep breath.

"I'm going to help her be safe now and in a few months when I'm eighteen, I'm coming back home and, I'll tell her how I feel." Michal declared.

"Son, you are too young to declare your feelings for this girl. In a few years you may have met someone new. It's admirable that you want to help her, but don't confuse your feelings, alright." Delia explained softly.

"Mom, you met dad at a gas station. You knew who he was that first time he told you to get your nose out of the air. You thought about him so much that you went back, all alone, I might add to see him. I know grandma told you he was just someone you were curious about, but he wasn't. Mom, how old were you?" Michal asked.

Delia smiled, "You're right. I knew him. Michal, you have time. You're starting college and will meet so many people. I know you care about Clemmie, but take time to explore first. She's in a terrible place right now, and it may be a while before she trust anyone. But first, we have to find a way to get her away from that guy."

Michal nodded as he gave his Mom a big hug. Delia laughed. "I can't wait to tell your Dad about this." Michal cringed.

A few hours later, Shaun came home and Michal relayed the events from the day to him. Shaun listened and nodded, as he recognized a familiar gleam in his son's eye as he spoke of Clemmie. He'd yet to meet this young woman that had so many championing her. He needed to remedy that. He was actually going to the detention center Sunday to visit with the guys, after checking on his boys, he'd stop by the home to meet Clemmie. He was curious. After all what man wouldn't want to meet the woman his son would someday marry.

The next morning, Shaun headed to the detention center. He realized that his time as a mentor would end in less than two months. He wanted to speak with Kersh and see if he could continue to mentor these three guys even though it wasn't court mandated. 

"MacGregor, glad to see you. Your son stopped by yesterday. He is a fine young man." Kersh greeted him as he walked in.

"He seems to really like the guys. I knew he would. Actually that's why I'm here. You know my court mandated mentoring ends in about six weeks, I wanted to know can I continue helping these boys. Nothing will change. I just don't want to abandon them. They've made such progress." Shaun continued the he realized Kersh was silent. 

"What is it, Kersh? What's wrong?" MacGregor demanded. 

"They are being reassigned in a few months. Gianni will return to his mother. Darren and Kevin are moving into a group home for young men. They'll both be eighteen soon and can no longer remain here." Kersh kept talking. "You know I'd grant you permission in a heartbeat, but Shaun, Mr. MacGregor, it's no longer my call."

"Who's the judge that ordered this?" Shaun asked. He'd talk to him. He couldn't take these boys from him. Kersh gave him the name of the judge, and then Shaun had to see his boys. As he was visiting with them, Gianni looked up as a woman he'd never seen walked in. 

"Momma," he yelled as he rushed across the room to embrace her. Shaun smiled as the lady covered the young boy with kisses.

Pulling her by the hand, Gianni brought her over to him. "Momma, this is Mr. MacGregor. He's the best. He has helped me so much. Mr. MacGregor, this is my Mom. Maria Russo." 

Shaun extended his hand in greeting, but the lady brushed it away as she threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you for helping my son. Thank you."

"Kevin and Darren greeted her as well." Gianni was so happy to have his mother there that Shaun paused. He couldn't let this kid go, so maybe his mother would allow him to stay in his life.

"Mrs. Russo, Gianni has helped me just as much. I hope to be in his life from now on. I'd love to be there when he reaches his dreams." Shaun started solemnly.

Maria Russo nodded. She heard the hidden meaning behind his words, and in all honesty, she appreciated it. Since he came into her son's life, Gianni now spoke of dreams and hopes. She'd be there for him, but if this man stood with him as well, he was sure to fly.

"Mr. MacGregor, you will always have a place with him." She answered and just like that, Shaun sighed. He could keep one of his boys safe. Now, he had to find a way to stay in the lives of Darren and Kevin as well.

Six weeks later, Shaun was back in Judge's Munoz's office. His mentorship of is three boys, well the court ordered portion a=had ended. The Judge thanked him for his time, but Shaun didn't move to leave.

"Judge, I want to continue working with the boys. Gianni moves back home in two weeks and Darren and Kevin have both moved to a group home. If I stay in their lives, would it cause a problem?" he asked. 

Judge Munoz smiled, "From what I have been told, Mrs. Russo has adopted you into her family. And not only are you helping Gianni, but her younger two boys as well. As for Darren and Kevin, they will be adults in a few months. Whether they let you into their lives is up to them, but for now, you can check on them on your own, so yes MacGregor, you can mentor your boys."

Everything was working out, except for Clemmie. She still lived in the apartment she shared with Robert. Shaun had people watching that case closely, and Robert was locked up for at least six more months. Fortunately, for now, she was safe as the cretin was on lockdown. 

He couldn't help but chuckle at Michal. His son was completed besotted with the girl. Clemmie never encouraged him and was always polite. She still would not let him drive her to the apartment, but she would let him take her to lunch from work. After his lunch dates with Clemmie, Michal would smile for hours. 

Sadly, he had to go to school. He actually considered transferring to a local community college. Clemmie refused to let him. He was too bright and had too many opportunities to squander his life, she told him. "Go to Pembridge," she said. "You can visit on holidays."

Soon all three young men were eighteen years old. Darren and Kevin felt that now since they were adults, they had to support themselves. As a man, Darren felt it was his job to provide for his sister. At first he decided to just find work, but as they celebrated Michal going to Pembridge, he wondered. Shaun watched the two young men, and he believed they deserved as much of a chance as anyone. So he helped them find grants, and his company gave them scholarships. 

With Shaun's encouragement, both Kevin and Darren enrolled in the local community college. Kevin went into architecture and design. Darren went automotive and diesel repair. Both men worked and found a small apartment near the school. Darren begged Clemmie to live with them, but the apartment was a two bedroom and she refused to crowd them out. Kevin told her space wasn't a problem. She could have the smaller bedroom and he and Darren could share the bigger one. 

Clemmie smiled. She was so lovely, creamy brown skin, and the clearest brown eyes. She promised them she'd consider their offer. Darren wanted to force her to move, but knew he could not. So each night one of the two guys would meet her at her job and make sure she got home safely. Over time, Clemmie insisted that she was fine, so albeit reluctantly, they backed off.

Several months after Robert was gone, Clemmie had made the decision to try and leave. Darren was working, as was Kevin, and between the three of them, they could find an affordable place. She arrived back at her apartment, and let herself in. As soon as she walked in the door, before she could even turn on the light, someone punched her in the head, rendering her helpless.

"Bitch, you cheating on me with some white boy. Just because I was locked up, you think you can make a fool of me." Robert yelled as he continued to punch her mercilessly.

Mustering all the strength she had Clemmie fought back. She had to get to the phone. She had to call for help. She shoved Robert as hard as she could and he fell off of her long enough for her to run to the bedroom. Locking the door and hiding in the closet, she took out the phone that she'd hidden on charge months earlier, she hit a number and it dialed.

The phone rang and rang. Before anyone answered, Robert kicked her door in and snatched her out of the closet, cursing her as he slapped her to the ground. The phone had fallen from her hand when he snatched her out of the closet. Clemmie screamed as she cowered, covering her head trying to protect herself from the vicious blows. 

Shaun was almost asleep when his son's old ringtone came through and he knew Clemmie was in trouble. Shaun picked up just as Clemmie screamed when Robert struck her once more. His heart stopped. He knew she was being beaten by that monster again. 

Calling the police, Shaun reported the attack, gave the address. The dispatcher started questioning him when he demanded that they get someone to that apartment immediately, or he'd make damn sure no one in that department had a job the next day. He leaped from the bed waking Delia in the process. He relayed to her what he heard and she was terrified for the young woman that had become a part of their family. 

Michal, who had just came home for a visit from Pembridge, heard the commotion came out and saw his father crying being trailed by his mother as she sobbed. 

"What is it?" He asked. His heart pounding, as his mother whispered the one name he feared the most, "Clemmie,-" Michal didn't hear the rest. He grabbed his robe and rushed out of the door with his father. She had to be alright, he prayed, "Let her be alright." 

The two men arrived at the apartment within minutes. The police were already there. Two officers had Robert cuffed and subdued as he was read his rights. Michal and Shaun saw red when they saw Robert covered in blood. Michal ran into the apartment; he had to fine Clemmie. She had to be alright. She just had to be. An officer stopped him.

"You can't go in there, son. It's a crime scene." He explained. Michal screamed and collapsed. If this bastard had taken Clemmie from him, there was no place in hell he could hide.

Shaun grabbed his son and moved him out of the way. "The ambulance is on its way son. Your mother is picking up Darren and Kevin and they'll meet us at the hospital." He explained to the distraught young man.

The paramedics went into the room and within minutes rushed out with Clemmie. Michal saw how badly bruised and beaten she was and once again he lost it. Shaun held his son, offering words of comfort, even as they were moving to his car. 

How did this happen? This bastard was supposed to be locked up. When did he get out? Why wasn't I alerted. Shaun fumed, tears streaming down his face. Someone owed him an explanation. They broke every speed limit imaginable with a full police escort to Mt. Vienna Medical Center, where Clemmie was being treated. She was examined and rushed to surgery. Then, there was nothing else to do, but wait.

Everyone at the hospital was a mess. Darren sobbed uncontrollably as did Kevin. Delia did all she could to comfort the young men. Gianni's mother brought him in and he broke down as well. They all had failed. They failed to keep the most precious person in their lives safe.

Shaun held his three boys a Delia moved over to a silent and shell-shocked Michal. Michal wasn't speaking, wasn't crying, wasn't even there. He was reliving the nightmare he'd witnessed hours before. Recalling the sight of his love, beaten, bruised, and broken. Michal sat there waiting to see if the one woman he loved would leave him on this earth alone.

Thank you for reading. Chapter four is in the works.



Pay It Forward Ch. 04



Thank you all so much for following this tale. Here is chapter four. I hope you enjoy it. Please understand this is a fictional story. None of the people are real. They are complete figments of my own imagination. This story has a long build up, so if you are looking for a quick flash and burn, please read something else. Thank you once again and enjoy. IR2R

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Hours passed. But for the occupants in the OR waiting room, it seemed like a millennia. After several hours a doctor emerged.

"Is the family of Ms. Kingston here?" he queried.

Darren leaped to his feet and rushed to him. "My sister Doc, don't tell me she's ....?" He pleaded as fear laced his voice. He couldn't finish that thought. Clemmie had to live. If she didn't, he couldn't go on. 

All the others had gathered round to hear the news. 

"Mr. Kingston, I'm Doctor Kumal. Ms. Kingston survived surgery. The next few hours are critical. She has suffered a severe trauma and we won't know the full effect for a while. For now, she's in recovery and being monitored. I can let you in to see her, but only for a few minutes." He explained. 

Darren nodded and followed the doctor to where his sister, his heart lay. He couldn't believe how viciously she'd been beaten. Her entire face was a covered by a bandage.,. Her body wrapped in gauze to protect her wounds. Darren was afraid to even touch her for fear of hurting her even more. 

Then a soft voice whispered, "You can touch her. Talk to her."

He looked around and saw that a nurse had entered the room. "She's hurt, She's hurt so badly." He cried softly, unashamed of the tears spilling down his cheeks.

"I know," the nurse replied, "But she's a fighter and she survived. Always remember that."

Darren nosed. Then he leaned over to Clemmie and told her he loved her and he'd be there for her no matter what. After another few minutes, the nurse escorted him back to the waiting room.

Darren couldn't speak. His job was to protect her and he'd failed. His sister, may not survive because he got the idea he could have a normal life. If he wasn't taking classes, he could have just moved in with her and that bastard would have never gotten to her. Clemmie being hurt was his fault. He forgot the rules, the rules of the streets.

People like him didn't go to school, get cushy jobs. They fought in the jungle, the jungle of the streets.

Shaun saw the look in Darren's eyes and knew he was about to lose his pseudo-son. He knew how angry and powerless he felt; he understood the guilt. 

"Delia, take Michal and Kevin home. I want Kevin to stay at the house for a few days. I'm staying here with Darren." He told his wife. But like the others, she refused to leave until they were certain Clemmie was out of danger.

No one left; they all sat there quietly for a few hours. Soon, the nurse that talked to Darren earlier came and informed them that Clemmie had been moved to ICU and they could each sit with her during visiting hours, but the time would be limited.

Maria bid everyone good night, and although Gianni resisted, they went home. She promised he could come back and be with them the next day, but for now they had to go.

Gianni walked over to Darren and hugged him. Darren didn't respond. Gianni cried softly as he embraced his big brother. He knew how much this hit him. He was so angry, but there was nothing he could do. "Darren, I'll be back tomorrow. I'll sit with you. Please be strong." Gianni told him through his tears.

Realizing who was speaking, Darren returned his embrace, but did not speak. Gianni and his mother left.

They all stood to go home, knowing each of them would be back in the ICU waiting room the next morning.

Darren asked for directions to Ice and the nurse told him. He went there. Shaun followed. He wouldn't walk away from him. At least not right now. Darren was too close to going over the edge.

Delia stood and told Kevin and Michal to come home with her, but both young men refused. They couldn't leave. They had to make sure she survived the night. Delia realized, she too wanted to stay. So the entire group spent their first night sitting in the ICU waiting room at Mt. Vienna Medical Center.

No one really slept. A few hours later, a hospital worker came in and directed the group to the cafeteria to get some breakfast. They went, but only wanted coffee.

After they were gone, the doctors examined Clemmie once more and were pleased to see she was breathing on her own. Her vitals were strong; she was still critical, but these were good signs.

The next morning, Dr. Kumal and the other doctors wanted to speak with Darren about Clemmie's condition. He stood, but he wasn't standing alone this time. Four more people stood with him. They followed the doctors to a conference room to be informed of Clemmie's injuries and treatment.

They met with her entire surgical team. As well as accounts and billing, they requested her insurance information. Delia, told Darren not to worry, she'd get the information for Clemmie from her job. She immediately called her friend at the home. The administrator was horrified at the news and asked if they could do anything to help. She quickly relayed the information to Delia and told her what forms she needed to fill out. Delia gave the information to payable and billings. Darren realized that even with insurance, it wouldn't cover everything.

It didn't matter. He'd go to work. He could do unlicensed repair work, and get his other two jobs back. This was his sister and he'd take care of her. Kevin placed his hand on his shoulder, silently communicating that he had his back.

Darren didn't push him away. Kevin was a true G. He stood with him through everything. Unbeknownst to both young men, Shaun had already made the choice to cover the hospital cost. They weren't quitting school to work and pay this. He had to protect Darren, keep him from reverting back to the streets.

Delia wanted to stay longer, but she needed rest. Shaun told her to go on home and asked Michal to go with her and make sure she rested. Michal wanted to refuse. He wanted to be near Clemmie. He didn't want to go, but for now taking Mom home was for the best. 

The ICU allowed two visitors for ten minutes every hour. Delia wanted to see Clemmie before she left. So even though Darren wanted to see her first, he agreed to let Delia go in first. Both Delia and Michal went in at eight, ten minutes later, they came out both crying and heartbroken. That sat for a while, neither speaking, wondering how someone could be so evil.

Then second hour came and Darren and Shaun sat with his sister. She was sleeping and he figured that was good. He talked with her and promised her that he wouldn't let anyone hurt her again. His time was up. 

The next hour came and Darren wanted to go back, but Kevin hadn't seen her yet. Neither had Gianni, Gianni walked in the room and left immediately, he couldn't stand to see her so hurt, so broken. He rushed out and ran straight into Darren's embrace. Even though, Darren was distraught as well, he comforted his young friend as best he could. Maria pulled her son from his friend's arms and held him to her chest. She held him as he cried for a girl she really didn't know, but meant the world to her son. After sitting at the hospital for over twelve hours, never wavering, one of the social workers came in and encouraged everyone to go home. If anything happened, they'd call. Darren didn't want to leave his sister. His carelessness was what put her there.

He revisited, and then he heard her voice once again. "Mr. Kingston, you need rest. Please go home with your friends. I'll sit with her for you, just go home."

"Darren, my name is Darren." He croaked. 

"Ok, Darren. You need rest. I'll stay with her for you and you can come back here first thing." The honeyed-voiced angel spoke to him.

"Thank you, Ms. ..."- she interrupted.

Sharon, my name is Sharon." She replied.

"Thank you, Sharon. Tell her I'll be back as soon as I can." Darren whispered as they left.

Shaun, Darren, Michal, and Kevin rode to the manor in silence. Finally, Shaun spoke. "She survived, She's strong and a fighter. We have to be strong for her. Darren, Kevin, ZI know you want to go after Robert. He's in jail. Let the law handle him.

"The law, dad, really," It was Michal that spoke. "They let him out. He never should have been let out. She should have been warned. I thought you had people watching this case?" he demanded emphatically.

"I did, and yes they failed." Shaun stated. 

"Wait, what are you saying, Mr. MacGregor?" Darren asked. He had people watching Robert and Robert outsmarted them.

"I talked to the DA. He wasn't released. He paid a guard and they snuck him out." Shaun explained.

Darren was silent. He knew how it worked. Robert was a major player. If he wanted out, his people would get him out. He understood Clemmie's fear, and he made a decision to protect his new family.

Shaun knew the instant Darren pulled away completely. He felt it. "Darren, we are your family. We may not be related to you by blood, but please, don't pull away from us. Let us help." He pleaded.

Darren walked off. If he had just moved in with his sister, cut ties with these people, she wouldn't be hurt. He opened his mouth to say that when Shaun cut him off. "You'd be dead son. He would have killed you. Where would Clemmie be then?" Shaun asked before he could vocalize his thoughts.

"I failed her." He cried. Heart anguished, he tried to explain. "I know this man. I should have moved in with my sister. He wouldn't have gotten to her, but I got comfortable. I let my guard down and it might cause me her life. In the hood, Mr. MacGregor you don't rest. You have to stay alert. I forgot that. I forgot it's a war and it has caused me..." sobbing he couldn't go on. Kevin cried with him, because he understood better than anyone what Darren was trying to explain. "I failed Clemmie and he hurt her." He cried.

Shaun knew what Darren was trying to say, but he had to know this was not his fault. "No you didn't. That bastard did this. It's his fault, not yours, and not mine." Shaun exhaled. "He will never be free again, I promise you. He will never hurt either of you again." He vowed as he embraced the distraught young man. So cold was his voice that both Kevin and Michal froze. 

All four men cried silently, with a few loud sobs from Darren. Shaun took them home. Delia had already assigned rooms for them and everything was ready when they arrived. Although Darren was worried about his sister, he knew he needed sleep, so he rested for a while as did Kevin. He kept his phone next to him in case Sharon called. She didn't.

Michal drove them all back to the hospital early the next morning. Dr. Kumal met them with great news. Clemmie was strong enough to breathe without a ventilator. An EKG was done and her heart rate was strong. As soon as she woke up, he wanted to order an MRI and a few other tests to see if she had any severe internal damage. But the fact that she was breathing on her own and had such a strong pulse was a great sign.

Eventually Clemmie regained consciousness. The group had decided to take turns sitting with her. Darren tried to stay every night, but Shaun wouldn't let him. Not that he could force him to do anything, but he reminded him that he had classes. He couldn't miss them. He was almost finished with his training and could get a good job. When he finished school he would be in a better position to care of her.

Michal stayed home for a few weeks, and then Shaun sent him back to school. He didn't want to leave. But he had obligations to honor. He made his dad promise to keep him updated on her progress.

Everyone promised to call often. Darren appreciated how dedicated his new friend was of his sister. He suspected, that Michal might have a crush, and didn't quite know how he felt about that. But Michal was good people like his dad. He would never treat his sister the way Robert had.

One sunny morning, Delia was reading to her when she looked up and saw Clemmie staring at her. She called a nurse. The nurse came to check her and notified Dr. Kumal. The doctor ordered a battery of test now that she was conscious and they got good news. According to the CAT scan, she suffered no brain damage and surgery had repaired her major organs. The bruises she suffered were more superficial than originally thought. 

Darren called Michal to share the great news. Michal was overjoyed. He decided to come home. He had to see her this weekend. He would drive down after he got out of class the next day. 

Two months later Clemmie was released from the hospital. Shaun and Delia had convinced Darren and Kevin to let her stay with them. Darren resisted. He let her live in that apartment and she was almost killed. 

"Darren, you know she'll be safe here." Delia explained. "She wanted Clemmie with them. If she had insisted she move a year ago, he never would have hurt her. She failed. Now she could make up for it."

"Mrs. MacGregor, she can stay with us at the apartment. Kevin and I will share a room and Clemmie will get the second room." Darren explained. Over the last two months, Kevin was just as vigilant as he was about Clemmie moving with them.

"I know, but she'll need intensive help. She'll need a nurse and exercise equipment" Delia continued. "We have space here and she'll have her own suite of rooms."

After talking with her doctors, Darren decided to let her stay with the MacGregor's. Clemmie went home with Shaun and Delia. Darren, Kevin, Gianni, and Michal were waiting for them to arrive. Clemmie could walk, and stood and walked into the house. Her brother hugged her. She hugged him back. She knew Darren blamed himself, but she never blamed him. 

A few weeks earlier, she smacked him on the back of the head to snap him out of his sour mood and told him so. "Darren, he broke out of jail and broke into my apartment. He did this, no one else. I need you to get any ideas out of your head about revenge. You're in school, doing well. In a month, you'll be a certified mechanic. We've had it hard, both of us. We deserve happiness for once. You have a chance Darren, a real chance. Mr. MacGregor, his wife, and so many others have given you a great opportunity. Take advantage of it." She explained. Then she yawned. 

"OK, sis. I'll stick with it, but you have to move in with Kevin and me. You're not being on your own again." Darren insisted.

Clemmie smiled at the memory. "Darren, Kevin, Gianni, Michal, hey" she greeted as she walked in. Each guy hugged her and welcomed her home. Several of her coworkers were present as well. All in all it was a nice evening, and she felt really loved.

Michal moved to the side and watched her interact with everyone. Soon Kevin stood with him. Kevin accepted them, but he hated crowds. Ever since he was younger, he preferred being alone. He never really trusted anyone until his Dad became his mentor. He then accepted Darren and Gianni as a part of his life. 

Soon it was apparent that Clemmie was tired and needed rest. All of the well-wishers left. Darren helped her to her suite. The suite of rooms was absolutely perfect. He helped her lay down and stood and watched her sleep. Clemmie awoke a couple of hours later. Delia came to check on her, as did Shaun. Michal didn't stop by her room. She was thinking maybe he'd gone back to school.

Late that night, Clemmie awoke to a strange noise outside of her door, she looked and saw Michal sleeping on the floor. "Michal, wake up. What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm sorry, Clementine, I just had to check on you." He stammered.

"Come here, sit down." Clemmie ordered him.

Michal followed her into the sitting area of her rooms. "I'm glad you're ok, Clem. If something had..." he stopped unable to continue.

Clemmie reached over and held his hand. "Michal, love kept me alive. I had to live. I couldn't leave my brothers or my adopted parents." She joked. 

Then she felt it, wetness on her hands. She realized Michal was crying. "Michal, please don't cry. I'm fine, look at me. Please, look at me."

Michal looked at her. She was beautiful. Her bruises had healed. But he'd never forget the sight of her broken and battered. "Clemmie, you are the most amazing woman I've ever met. To survive the things you've gone through, just amazes me. Yet, you still are so strong and loving."

"It's not about being strong, but surviving. Yes, I've been through a lot, so has my brother. But we are survivors. I believe that life is about learning lessons. You keep going through things until you learn the lesson that life is trying to teach you." Clemmie exhaled. "My time with Robert was a horrible time; that is true. He wasn't abusive when I first met him. Well, I didn't see it as abuse. I just felt like he took care of me. I didn't notice his constant need to control me at first. 

He hid it well. He even pretended to look out for my brother. Darren never really trusted him, but when Darren got in trouble, Robert stood behind me. He even helped find a lawyer for him. With his help, my brother didn't go to prison, but after Darren left things changed." She shut down. She didn't want to recall such dark times.

Michal didn't need to hear more. He hated Robert, and knowing how he treated her fed his hatred. She was his, and no one would hurt her again. She was a queen, his queen. When she was ready, when she allowed him, he'd show her how much she was truly treasured.

Michal was enthralled. This woman fascinated him like no other. "Hey, it's late and you have to drive back to school tomorrow, right. I can't believe you drove all the way here just to welcome me home from the hospital. You are so kind, thank you." Clemmie said as she moved to hug him.

"Hey, I had to see my girl, right." Michal teased. Clemmie laughed. Michal held on tightly for a moment, luxuriating in the feel of her being in his arms.

"You can let go, now, Michal. I'm safe." she whispered.

"I know and I am so glad." Michal whispered. Hearing his tone and the deep affection within it, Clemmie looked up. Michal leaned forward and gently kissed her lips. "I hate the thought of my girl being hurt." He kissed her once more and then went back to his room. 

Clemmie was stunned and a bit afraid. She liked Michal, and honestly she thought he was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. But the last man she was attracted to tried to kill her. She wasn't the type of woman he needed. He was young, handsome, and needed someone without her baggage.

Clemmie went back to bed, and decided that she'd do whatever it took to hurry and heal so she could go back to her life. Michal was a friend, a true friend. She wouldn't let her overactive imagination ruin things or her.

A few weeks after Clemmie was released, Darren decided to get ahead on the hospital bill.. He'd already gone to find a second job, because he had to start paying Clemmie's medical bill. The bill puzzled him, because each time he called for the balance, they'd have an excuse and he'd have to call back.

Well, today he'd take a bus to the hospital and speak with someone in accounts and billing. He needed to set up arrangements on her bill.

Darren arrived at the hospital and explained why he was there. The receptionist typed in his sister's name told him to have a seat. 

"Mr. James, come here please. " the receptionist called.

"How much is the bill?" Darren asked.

"Your sister's bill is paid in full sir. She has no balance." She explained.

"Wait, paid. Who paid...?" He knew. Only one person would be able and willing to pay off this debt. "Thank you, Miss. You have a nice day." he bid her farewell as he left. 

As he was leaving the accounts office, he heard someone call his name.

"Darren, hey." He smiled, over the past couple of months her voice was one he knew well. 




Pay It Forward Ch. 04



"Hey Sharon, how are you?" Darren asked. He liked Sharon, but he didn't want or need to get into a relationship right now. 

"I'm great. How are you?" she asked. "How's Clemmie?"

"She's fine. Look I can never thank you enough for all you did for her." Darren looked her in the eyes. 

Sharon smiled. "Well, you can buy me lunch if you really want to thank me." She teased.

Darren smiled and then remembered he was riding the bus. "I don't have a car. Is there someplace we can walk to?"

"I know just the place, and she led him to a local bistro near the hospital. Sharon ordered a sandwich and water, while Darius just had water. He paid for her order and they grabbed a table. She offered him half of her sandwich which he promptly refused. Sharon ate and they talked.

Darren liked her, but she didn't need a guy like him in her life. He would always be grateful to her, because she took care of his sister. But he could never date a woman like her. He was still in school. She was a nurse, and who knew. She might have a boyfriend already. Soon her lunch hour ended and he walked her back to work.

As Darren turned to leave, Sharon called after him. He stopped. And she gave him her number. "Darren, don't be a stranger."

He smiled as he placed the number in his pocket and then waved goodbye to her. Then he headed to the bus stop. He had to talk to Mr. MacGregor. Mr. MacGregor was more than a mentor, he was a friend. But he was responsible for his sister, so he had to arrange to pay him his money back.

Darren put his earplugs in and listened to some music as he rode to the MacGregor home. He couldn't stop smiling. He liked Sharon, and he'd really enjoyed the lunch they shared. Before long, he was nearing to his destination, not more than two blocks away now. He hummed all the way there. 

When the housekeeper opened the door for him, she noticed that for once he seemed relaxed. "Ah Darren, you seem happy today. Your sister is in the gym, you know where." Mrs. King explained after she walked him in.

"If she's working with her trainer, I can wait." Darren responded. "Can I sit in the library? I won't touch-"

"Boy, if you finish that statement, I'll tan your hide myself. Get in there and sit down." She ordered as she shoved him affectionately. Darren laughed. He was surrounded my strong women. He and his buddies never stood a chance.

"Well. Look who's here. Where were you last night? You missed dinner." Delia exclaimed as she entered the library hugging the young man that was standing there. 

"Hey, Ms. Delia. I'm sorry I missed dinner. I got a part time job at a local shop. I had to work late, so I caught a ride home and slept." He explained.

"Darren, if you need more money. We will give it to you. I don't want you neglecting school. I'll inform Shaun-" she started planning when Darren interrupted her. 

"No Ma'am, I can't let you do that. You and your family have gone above and beyond to help us. I won't take money from you. I ...," then he smiled. He knew he had to talk with Mr. MacGregor, because if he told Ms. Delia his plans, she'd squash them before the words could leave his mouth.

"Hey, big brother. I missed you last night." Clemmie greeted her brother. "Where were you?"

"I started a new job and had to work late." Darren explained. "I'm here now. How are you, sis? You're looking good." Darren complimented her. His sister was one of the most beautiful and special women he knew. As soon as he finished that thought, a cute toffee colored nurse with deep brown hair, popped into his head. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts of Sharon, Darren continued to talk with his sister.

Hours passed, and soon Shaun came home. He was glad to see Darren and also asked why he was missing the night before. Darren explained and then he asked to speak with him about something private.

"Let's go to my office," Shaun stated. 

"Darren, what's going on?" He asked.

"Mr. Macgregor, I want to start out by saying thank you. You have helped me and Clemmie so much. I went to the hospital today and found out her bills have been paid. Sir, I appreciate everything you've done, but I can't let you pay her bills. I need to pay you back. Will you make arrangements with me so I can repay this debt at least?" Darren asked.

Shaun crossed his arms. Darren hurt him. He knew he didn't mean too, but he had hoped that after all they'd gone through he saw him as family. For him to offer to pay him back meant he still as him as nothing more than a benefactor. Then Shaun, stopped himself. He knew this kid and with his sense of honor he'd feel obligated to pay off this debt. But really it wasn't necessary. So Shaun decided to handle this in a straightforward manner.

"Clemmie means the world to us, Darren. I paid that bill because it was the right thing to do. If the men I had in place had done their job, she would not have been there in the first place. So, son I can't take your money, but if you really want to pay me back, then be successful and help someone else.

You, Gianni, Kevin, and Michal are the future; I want to make sure you young men have every opportunity. Darren, both you and your sister are giants. You are so much bigger than you realize. You may not think so now, but one day you'll see what I see when I look at the two of you. There is no way I will take one red cent from you and if you insist, I'm calling Delia. You didn't mention this to her did you?" Darren grinned and Shaun laughed.

"No, son. You two kids are my family now. You owe me nothing. But I do ask that you reach out and help someone that you meet that's struggling one day. Help them the way I tried to help you." Shaun concluded.

Darren was speechless. For a moment, he stared at his mentor in awe. Then he smiled. "Ok, then. I know when to let something drop. Have you talked with Michal lately? I've been busy and haven't had a chance to call." 

"Michal is fine. He's actually doubling his load, so he can graduate early and start on his MBA. I think he's up to something." Shaun answered with a twinkle in his eye. 

His son was completed besotted with the lovely young lady that was staying with them. He called home often and he spoke with her every night. Shaun wondered if Darren was even aware of Michal's attraction to his sister. 

Soon they left his office and joined the others for dinner. Kevin had stopped by as did Gianni and his two brothers. While they were eating Michal called and the group spent time catching up. Darren really enjoyed spending time with everyone, he just wished... Sharon popped into his thoughts once again. Darren smiled and of course Delia noticed. She tapped Clemmie and she too noticed the goofy grin her brother was wearing.

She was happy for her brother. She hoped whomever this girl was, she was worthy of him. The entire group talked and caught up on what was going on. Soon, Kevin and Darren were heading home; they had work and school the next day. 

Gianni's mom came to pick him and his brothers up, but not before Delia made Maria promise to come over Saturday for a visit. The boys could spend the day with Shaun and all of the women would take a spa day. Maria laughed, and agreed. Delia smiled and walked her friend to her car. 

Clemmie had a doctor's appointment, and she was hoping she could go back to work. She sat watching her extended family smiling. If someone had told her two years ago, that she'd be part of such a magnanimous group. She would have scoffed. Now, she was just grateful, and happy to be so loved. 

Immediately she thought of the one person that wasn't there. How his dark green eyes twinkled with mischief when he was with the other guys. She thought of the hours he would just sit with her and listen. She thought of how soft his hair was, so dark, so black that it looked like liquid ink. Clemmie smiled, he called her his girl, a part of her wished it was true.

Shaking her head to dislodge the thoughts, Clemmie realized as much as she loved the MacGregor's, she had to get back to her life. Besides, not working was making her crazy. All she did was find herself thinking about Michal. She had to stop thinking about him. He was three years younger, and besides a guy like him didn't date girls like her.

As they were leaving, Darren asked. "What time is your appointment, tomorrow?"

Clemmie answered, "At ten, and Ms. Delia is going with me. Don't you dare cut class." She laughed as she hugged her brother.

The next morning, Delia and Clemmie headed to her appointment. After seeing the doctor's Delia had a small shopping trip planned for them. 

As everyone expected, the doctor gave her a clean bill of health and told her she could return to her normal life. Clemmie was excited. She called the retirement center she worked at to see when they could get her back on schedule.

Mrs. Kent could let her start the next week. Delia was happy for her, but she'd miss seeing her in the house. "Let's have brunch, Clemmie." Delia suggested. They stopped at a local eatery. 

The two women chatted, and then Delia decided to voice her one concern. "You don't have to move out. We have plenty of room as you can see. You can take one of the cars to drive to work. It wouldn't be a problem at all."

Clemmie looked at her. Then she smiled. "Ms. Delia, it's time. I appreciate all you done but I need to go back out on my own." She explained.

"You don't have to move out to do that." Delia insisted. She feared Clemmie being hurt again. She failed her once.

"Ms. Delia, what Robert did, was all on Robert. I can't live my life afraid of being hurt. I have to move on. Do you think once I go back to work and find a place, I'll stop visiting?" Clemmie asked.

Delia blushed. "Ms. Delia, listen," Clemmie gently grasped her hand. "You are like a Mom to me. The only way I won't try and see you is if you told me to go away for good. You are one of the most important people in my life and you'll never be rid of me. But I am grown and I have to take control of my life."

"I know," Delia whispered. "It's just that, when you leave, it'll be so lonely at the house. The boys won't have a reason to visit, and you all will forget me."

"Ms. Delia, Darren, Kevin, and Gianni love you. They are around all the time. Do you really think they'll stop just because I moved out. Not to mention, Michal. Honestly, I don't see how he goes to class, he visits home so much." She joked.

Delia smiled, "You're right. I'm just being melancholy. You kids are my heart. So now that you go back to work next week, won't you need new uniforms?" she asked.

Clemmie laughed, "Ms. Delia, when you're right. You're right."

The two women headed to their favorite department store.

Darren was in class and couldn't concentrate. Last night he couldn't sleep. His thoughts kept drifting you Sharon. What is it about that girl? I can't stop thinking about her.

Class ended and he had to speak with his instructor. He learned that he actually had high marks and the offered him an apprenticeship in his electrical company. Darren didn't accept right away. He had to figure out how to juggle things.

Soon his day ended and he found Sharon's number in his pocket. He debated calling her and finally gave in to the desire to hear her voice. Smiling, Darren took out his phone and dialed.

"Hello," she answered on the other end and he was at a loss for words as he heard her sweet voice. It was like music to his ears like a melody of a sweet sounding song.

"Um, may I speak to Sharon?" he finally croaked, picturing her beautiful smiling face looking at him.

He could see her standing right there in front of him with the beautiful smile. No one could melt his heart like her. Sharon smiled, He called; he actually called. she thought. She'd recognize his voice anywhere. "Yes you can, Darren, This is she." She replied.

Darren laughed nervously and then realized he had nothing to say. So he asked her out. "Sharon, would you go out with me sometime? I mean I can understand if you don't'-" before he could finish, she answered.

"Yes Darren, I'd love to go out." Sharon answered excitedly.

They made plans to spend Saturday together. She'd meet Darren at Lenora's Deli on Bellevue for lunch, and they'd decide what to do next.

Sharon drove to Lenora's Deli to meet him; she was excited and nervous. She really liked this guy. He was unlike any man she'd met before. Normally Sharon dated guys like her father, professional, businessmen, doctors; Darren was nothing like those guys. He was huge.

She remembered the first time she saw him. He was at the hospital. His sister had been attacked and he was so sacred. Dr. Kumal asked her to sit with the patient as her relative came in to visit for a bit. He was so handsome and strong. 

She hated the girl at first, then she learned she was his sister, and it became imperative that she be cared for. She had to say something to comfort him. When he had to leave, she stayed as close to Clemmie as she could. Eventually Clemmie woke up, and they became fast friends.

One day she was making her rounds and stopped by her room. Clemmie asked her point blank, what was her interest in her baby brother. Sharon laughed at the memory. It seemed that she was just as protective of her brother as he was of her.

"Hey, Sharon. You made it." Darren greeted her with a brief hug. "How are you?"

Smiling, she answered, "I'm fine. Now, let's get this day started." She demanded.

Darren laughed, another bossy woman. What was it about bossy women that attracted him so? "Your wish is my command, Ma'am." he teased bowing slightly. Sharon laughed at his antics.

Sharon smiled at him. He was so darn handsome and strong. She couldn't stop looking at him. He was tall, a little over six feet, dark complexion, low afro, deep brown eyes, and a body the was made for sin. She had no problems imagining what he looked like naked. As a matter of fact, since she'd met him. He starred in most of her midnight fantasies. Her body hummed at the thought of experiencing him first hand. But first, they had to get to know each other, hence today's date.

"Well," Sharon asked, "Are we going to grab lunch or will I have to pass out from hunger?"

Darren laughed. This girl was gorgeous. Toffee colored skin, a cute heart shaped face with dimples. Hair that looked so soft, and a body created just for a man to hold on to. She was curvy and voluptuous. "Well, let's order then; I won't have your fainting be my fault." Soon their waiter came, and they ordered.

Darren and Sharon talked for the longest. He learned that she was the only daughter of a prominent doctor. Her brother was also a doctor as well. Her parents were disappointed that she chose to become a nurse, but she liked caring for people.

He told her about being in the detention center and his kinship with the MacGregors. She learned that he considered them his family. And nothing was more important to him.

They spent the entire day together. Soon it was late, and the they stopped at a cafe and had burgers. Sharon offered to drive Darren home, and he started to refuse. She smiled, "Hmmm, you might as well let me take you home. It will save time when I decide to stalk you," she teased.

Darren laughed, and accepted the ride home. They talked all the way to the apartment that he shared with Kevin. Pulling into the lot, Sharon quipped. "Well, should I escort you to your door to make sure your virtue is safe?" she teased.

Darren chuckled, "Girl, who says I have virtue. I might snatch you inside and you'll learn how corrupt I really am." He teased right back.

Then for a moment the air turned tense and somber. They stared into each other's eyes, not really wanting to part. Then it happened. Darren reached over, pulled her to him and kissed her.

Fireworks exploded inside Sharon's mind as her body took on a life of its own in response to his kiss. She kissed him back as she tried to pull him deeper and deeper into her embrace. Soon they heard a tapping sound, and each looked up to see an annoyed older lady standing outside the car window.

"This here is a decent place. We don't condone that kind of thing here. If you want to engage in such behaviors, you need to move on elsewhere." Then she huffed and then walked off. 

Sharon and Darren laughed. "I'm sorry, that's Mrs. Finch. She has strict moral codes. Ignore her." He told Sharon. But Sharon was caressing his skin, reveling in the texture. She'd forgotten all about a nosy old woman, and wanted more than anything for Darren to pull her in his arms and kiss her again. Her gaze burned into him, as his eyes mirrored her fire. He wanted her just as badly.

Darren leaned over and kissed her once more. "Good night, Sharon. Drive carefully, and call me when you get home, Ok." He stated.

"I will." She replied as she kissed him once more. As she drove off, Darren stood watching her leave. For the first time, he was happy. This girl was amazing, and she really liked him. It didn't seem to matter to her that he didn't have much. Smiling, Darren headed to his apartment. He hoped Kevin was home. He wanted to tell someone about his great day. He knew this was a day that would live in his memory forever.

Thank you for reading. Please leave feedback and vote. Chapter Five has to be written, but I will post it as soon as it is finished. Please be patient.



Pay It Forward Ch. 05



Thank you everyone who has read and enjoyed this series. I have really enjoyed writing this tale. It has really taken me on an interesting journey. Chapter 6 is being written, and I will post it as soon as it is done. Thank you again for reading. Please vote and leave feedback.

Also,none of the events or people in this story are real. They are all figments of my imagination





A few years had passed since Robert Scott attacked and almost murdered Clementine Kingston. His lawyers were crafty, using maneuvers and plea bargains to help him escape prosecution; they'd managed to buy time to find a way hoping to help their client receive a minimum sentence of five years or less. 

His lawyers insisted that his actions were not his fault. The fault lay with a faulty system that did not supervise the inmates properly. They used mental illness, as a defense,. The judge ordered psychiatric evaluations and Robert spent months in a mental hospital. Finally, they tried to strike a deal with federal officers and turn evidence on a major crime ring in order to receive amnesty from prosecution in this domestic abuse case.

Shaun talked to the district attorney, and she assured him that no deals would be made, but she couldn't guarantee him the same from the federal agencies. The FBI and CIA met with Robert's lawyers as well as the DA. After talking with them, they determined that the information he had was not needed, so they denied him amnesty.

He was furious. If he went to prison, that bitch and her brother were dead. He had people in place and if he got time, they both got a bullet. Eventually after all of the evaluations, meeting, and bargains, Robert Scott was presented to the grand jury to see of his crime against his girlfriend as well as numerous other offenses would go to trial. Robert smiled, all he needed was one vote against a trial and he'd walked. He had his people get in touch with the jury pool. So he knew at least three would vote in his favor.

To his surprise, when the jury entered, the three he'd targeted were not there. They called and told the judge they'd been threatened, so he excused them. Robert didn't know it, but that action sealed his fate. 

As soon as the jury entered the judge spoke. He thanked the jury members for reporting, and charged them with listening to all of the evidence and making an informed decision. The district attorney presented his case. Robert's team offered a rebuttal. Soon it was time for the jury to indict. Robert had several charges including attempted murder, and battery; they charged him with all counts. He was going to trial. If his lawyers lost, he'd get life in prison.

Robert froze. I should have never should have been indicted. That bitch and that white fucker she is screwing did this. That's OK, she can't testify if she's dead, right. he fumed, incensed with rage as he glared at the judge in defiance. The judge ordered the guards to take him to his cell and Robert started to struggle. The guards were ready, and subdued him quickly. 

The DA called Mr. MacGregor. She knew this was important to him as he considered Clemmie as part of his family. While she was on the phone she asked him to be vigilant, Robert might have someone try and hurt Clemmie, Darren, or someone close to then. 

Shaun froze and thanked her for the warning. He then called and increased the guards at his home. He called Clemmie and told her to not go to her apartment but got straight to his home. He did the same with Darren, Kevin, and Gianni. Michal was at Pembridge, but he called and warned him as well. Until he found out if a threat was viable, he'd protect his family. 

Darren had said it was a war. In a war you had to kill or be killed. Shaun was not a murderer, but he knew people who were. He never thought he'd take Hector Gustov up on his offer that he'd made him over twenty years ago, but if that's what it took to end this threat, he'd make the call.

Sitting in his home office Shaun dialed a long forgotten number. Before the phone could ring, someone hung up the phone. Shaun looked up into the face of his house keeper and friend, Mrs. King. She stopped him. "Shaun, you are not a murderer. Look, we've known each other for years. If you call Hector, he'll own a piece of you. Don't do it.'" She spoke firmly.

Shaun looked at her. She was the housekeeper. If he was an elitist, he'd remind her of her station, but she wasn't just a housekeeper, she was his friend. When he was struggling, she helped him as much as he helped her. The only reason she was a housekeeper now was because she wouldn't let him take care of her. She wanted to work. 

Still neither he, Delia or even Michal saw her as less than family. That what Deloris King was, family. 

"He has a hit on them Deloris, They have gone through enough, and it needs to end." He explained wearily.

"I hate him, too. But if you do this, you'll be just like him. Shaun, tell them. Please, tell what you know and see what they want to do." She pleaded.

"Darren will try to go after him and you know Kevin, Michal, and Gianni will follow. Deloris he might kill them. The thought of them being hurt is too much. I can't.." he stopped.

"Cant what?" Delia walked in catching the two of them in deep conversation. "Deloris, what's going on?" she asked, fear gripping her heart.

"Nothing, baby, nothing," Shaun lied, but Deloris wouldn't be quiet,

"Delia, he wants to out a hit out on Robert, Robert has put one on Clemmie and Darren, or so he was told, so Shaun wants to have him killed." Deloris explained.

Shaun glared at his friend. She stared back. "You can hate me all you want, but you are not a murderer." She hissed.

"Thank you, Deloris, Please leave, I need to talk with my husband.." Delia added dismissing her friend.

"Yes ma'am" she mumbled as she walked out.

"Delia, don't" Shaun whispered. "He almost killed her. I won't let him have a second go at her Delia. If Darren, Clemmie, Kevin, any of them are hurt by this bastard again, it's my fault. If he's dead they are safe." 

Delia cried. She'd never seen her husband so torn. But she knew he loved those two young people. She did too, but this guy was in jail, what could he do to them.

"Shaun, he's in jail. He won't be out anytime soon. They are safe." She assured him as she wrapped her arms around him only to realize he was trembling in fear.

"He was in jail the last time, too. He managed to escape." Shaun reminded her.

"Shaun" she whispered grabbing his cheeks, she made him focus on her. "I love you. I need you. They need you. Don't do anything foolish that will take you from us."

He heard her plea and paused. He vowed to protect them, and protect them he would. So Shaun took a deep breath and thanked his Delia for helping him regain his perspective. He also needed to thank Deloris for stopping him from making the biggest mistake of his life.

"You're right baby. I know what I can do." He called Hector. Hector Gustov respected MacGregor. He had a vested interest in this case, but he was actually tired of his egotistical employee. After talking with his old friend, he decided it was time to cut his losses. Robert Scott was no longer an asset, but now a liability.

Darren had finished school and had a secure a position at Autotech Pro. In two months, Darren was one of the top repair men at the office. He knew Robert trial was fast approaching and he hoped he wasn't crazy enough to go after Clemmie again.

Shaun stopped by the office to talk to Darren, because he wanted to see if he would agree to his plan. Until this trial with Robert ended, he wanted him and Clemmie to leave the country, No one would know where and that way Robert could not get to them.

Darren took his lunch break to talk to his mentor, and he saw the worry in his eyes. "Mr. MacGregor, we can send Clemmie, but I won't run from him. Robert is a coward. He will talk noise, but in the end he'll cave." Darren exhaled. He attacked Clemmie because she was smaller, weaker. He has no friends, no more money. Once he realizes that, you'll see that his threats are like rocks inside an empty can. Just noise."

After talking to Darren, Shaun felt better, but as a precaution he hired extra security to look out for Clemmie.

Robert sat in jail and tried to figure out who to call first. No one would answer him. No one seemed to remember him. He was too tainted. He never should have attacked the woman. When they broke him out before, he was warned to just leave the city and stay away from the girl. But Robert was a pompous idiot and thought he was above the law. Clemmie was his and she made him look like a fool. He had to teach her a lesson.

Once his benefactor learned of his newest scheme to have someone kill the girl and her brother, they felt he was a liability and unstable. He couldn't be trusted. They were also informed of his meeting wth federal agents. One day his lawyers met with him and in clear concise terms explained, that they would contuinue to represent him, but his revenge plot against the girl and her brother had to end.

Robert was pissed. It was obvious the old man had gotten to them. They were weak. Maybe the bitch was fucking him too. He'd call his boys and tomorrow with no witnesses, he'd soon be free.

Robert asked one of the guards to get the word out, and soon his benefactors learned of his nefarious scheme. It was then that they walked away. Robert Scott no longer had their protection. Everyone knew this except Robert. 

The next several days were critical, and he realized he hadn't seen any of his legal team. He demanded to see his lawyers, no one came. Two days later, he inherited an over worked public defender. He fired him immediately. Soon he demanded to speak to his original attorneys, only to be informed that they had been recused from his case. Robert knew then that he was done. They were through with him. It was all her fault. That damn girl had ruined his life. He wished he had killed her.

A few days later, he met his new lawyer, a young kid that was so young and inexperienced he walked in with just a folder in his hand. He had no more money, no more boys, and no more hope. He could go to court and be found guilty or confess and ask for mercy.

Years after attacking a woman he now despised, Robert Scott changed his insanity plea to guilty. Thinking he'd get fifteen to twenty years, Robert was shocked when the judge gave him forty consecutive years for battery, attempted, murder, and conspiracy to commit murder. When he decided to have Clemmie and Darren killed, the other inmates, turned on him and additional charges were added. Robert stood frozen as he realized he'd spend the rest of his natural life in prison.

He looked across the room where Clemmie sat in the arms of the white man that she cheated on him with. It was obvious that the idiot was in love with the bitch. It didn't matter; if he never saw her again it wouldn't be soon enough.

Clemmie sat in the courtroom next to Michal her 

heart pounding as Robert was sentenced. She never had to testify, because he changed his plea to guilty. Mr. MacGregor kept his promise and she was now safe. Michal held her so close and told her she was safe. She believed him as she held him tightly, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. Michal held her as she cried, thanking God that the nightmare had ended.

Darren sat beside Clemmie, his arms secure and tight around his new girlfriend Sharon. They were getting married soon, and she was extremely happy for her brother. 

Darren held his fiancé close. He leaned over and 

inhaled the deliciously scented apple berry shampoo fragrance from her hair.

They left the court room, and a feeling of serenity engulfed him. He hugged his sister, "It's over Clemmie. It's finally over." he whispered, relieved and happy.

Then Sharon wrapped her arm around his waist as Michal held on to Clemmie a bit tighter. Kevin watched the four of them, just as ecstatic as the rest to see this nightmare end. Then he saw how happy his brothers were with their women and for a second, he wished he had someone. Brushing away that momentary thought and weakness, Kevin hugged both Clemmie and Sharon and he embraced his brothers. He made some excuse about work, even though both women begged him to stay. He kissed each girl on the temple and promised them he'd stay the next time they all got together. After that, he rushed back to his office.

Kevin loved his job at Lang Corp. When Mr. MacGregor offered him the position, at first he refused. But then Shaun called him in and called him on his bullshit. He not only took the position, but he was now second in command in the designs department.

Seeing Kevin off, the remaining four grabbed lunch and then went their separate ways.

Michal had to return to LA the next day but he wanted to spend time with Clemmie. So he convinced her to come visit him on her next break. After he got home, he actually reserved her flight for her visit. He hoped she would come. He really wanted to spend time with her. In the last few years, she'd gone back to school, become a registered nurse, and was thinking about buying her own home. 

He wanted her to move to LA with him. Not as his friend, or sister, but as his wife. First, he had to get her to see him as a man.

Back at the home, that they'd share, Darren wanted time with his woman. "So, Mrs. Soon to be James, I took the whole day off. Want to take some time and christen some more rooms. We need to practice before the honey moon, right?" Darren teased his fiancé as he nibbled gently on her neck.

Pushing him away playfully, Sharon laughed and then she looked at him. She wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. How did she get such a fantastic guy like this? They had so many things against them, but in the end they found each other.

Sharon remembered their first date last spring. She spent the day with him and the drove him home. He kissed her for the first time and she was hooked,

They went out a few more times. Then one day, Darren came to the hospital and brought her six white orchids. There was no reason he said, he saw them and thought of her. That's when she knew she loved him.

Her coworkers were green with envy, but she didn't care. She placed them on the intake counter to share their beauty with the world.

When her work day ended, she drove straight to his apartment. Knocking on the door, he was surprised as she launched herself into his arms as kissed him as if her life depended on it. He took control and held her close leading her to the sofa and sitting. 

Darren wanted to talk, but Sharon want interested in talking. 

"Baby, wait. What's-" she kissed him again. 

"Darren, I have fallen in love with you." Sharon whispered. "I want to be with you tonight. I want to make love with you."

Darren couldn't help himself; he kissed her then. Within minutes he'd unbutton her blouse and shoved it down her shoulders. She was breathtaking. Her skin was smooth and creamy her breast topped with hard pink nipples. Darren had to savor. He lay her back and took her right breast into his mouth, as he massaged the other with his left hand.

Sharon groaned. She loved the feel of his hands on her body. "Darren, please." she whispered. 

As you wish, my lady. He quickly removed her pants and before lone she lay before him naked. 

Darren would take great pleasure in loving his woman. Tonight he would claim her, mind, body, and soul. When he finished with her she would know she was the only woman for him

"Wait, not here, not on the couch." He whispered. He lifted her and carried her to his bedroom. Many nights he'd dreamt of this moment, and never thought it would be.

Placing her in the center of his bed, Darren 

stopped. "Baby, are you sure?" he asked. If she hesitated at all, he'd stop. 

"Darren, I've never been more sure of anything. 

It was then that he kissed her. "Wait, stop." She whispered. "You have on too many clothes."

Darren smiled and stood to undress for his lover. Now standing before her naked as the day he was born, his arousal was apparent. Sharon looked at his large, protruding member, Sharon body flooded as she became even hotter. She had never seen him naked, and would often imagine what he looked like. She had to admit that she was anything but disappointed. 

Darren stood and admired the beautiful woman waiting for him in his bed. She was sheer perfection, a Goddess in the purest form. Stroking his cock, he had to ask once more.

"Baby, are you sure? If you don't really want this, then..." Sharon hissed. "Get over here and love me, now." 

Moving with speed and grace, Darren's body covered hers instantly. She moaned. His cock standing out, long, thick, and very hard made her hotter and wetter than she'd been her whole life. He could see the desire in her eyes; the fact that she wanted him, made him even harder. She was his, as he was hers. From this day on, she would be the only woman in his life. No other would take her place in his world. Sharon laid there next to him, wrapped in the cocoon of his arms with him breathing hard, as he caressed her shivering frame. 

As quick as a sliver, Darren raised himself upward, kneeling between her open thighs, he kissed her lovingly. Positioning his rigid cock to enter into her waiting warmth, he closed his eyes wanting to always remember this moment. Entering her hot sheath slowly, he hissed as her heat engulfed him. Once he was buried to the hilt, he stopped to give her time to adjust to his size. She was so tight, hot and tight, and she was his. 

They kissed for the first time as lovers, as he proceeded to slide in and out of her body. They shared a dance that would unite them for eternity. Staring deeply into each other's eyes, they knew that after tonight, they would never be apart.

Darren moved slowly, not wanting to rush her, but wanting to feel her body grip his as she took her pleasure. Tears began to fall from her eyes, causing him pause. He stopped about to withdraw when he saw her tears. She, then, kissed him and said, three word, "I love you."

Those three words pushed Darren over the cliff as his body responded filling his woman with his essence. He climax triggered hers and she fell off the cliff with him in a shower of bliss and happiness. 

Afterward, they lay there holding each other close. Darren knew there was no way he could let this girl go. Sharon knew she'd found the love of a lifetime in him. They talked and soon fell asleep in the warmth of each other's embrace.

Over the next few weeks, they spent every free moment they had with each other. They spent so much time together that other's started having problems. At first, Sharon ignored the sharp barbs from the other women at work. Then the comments became more blatant. 

Finally, one day, Sharon had heard enough and she quietly confronted one of the floor nurses about her suppositions. The other woman quickly jumped on the defensive and both women were reprimanded. Sharon was then called to her father's office. He wanted to know why she was behaving in such an embarrassing manner. 

He'd heard of the young man she was seeing, but had yet to meet him. If this disturbance was over that young man and his exploits then he didn't want his daughter being involved with him.

"Sharon, come I and sit." Jeffrey Simms addressed his daughter. There was something going on with her. First, although she was more than capable, Sharon decided not to become a doctor. Then she compounded that fallacy by becoming a nurse. To make matters worse, she started dating a guy who is a veritable thug. Now as a result of that ill-fated relationship, she was now having verbal confrontations with other women about him.

"Sharon, I don't understand. Explain to me why my daughter is being reprimanded at the hospital I am head of surgery at. You got into an argument over a man. One that is not well-educated at best." Jeffrey stopped. "Explain, Sharon. What's going on?"




Pay It Forward Ch. 05



"Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't want to embarrass you. I wanted to talk to Alison about some rumors she has been spreading about my relationship with Darren. She got loud and became aggressive. I tried to walk away when her friends, Benita and Joyce joined in. After they jumped in, I had to defend myself. Mrs. Black, the floor supervisor walked in and we were all reprimanded." Sharon explained.

Jeffrey sat and listened. "Sweetheart, how long have you dated this young man.?" He asked. He knew she was seeing a guy that was not of their social circle. Jeffrey Jr., his son, made sure he knew. He never interfered in their kids' lives, but if she was getting into altercations over this young man, he needed to intercede.

"I want him to join us for dinner Sunday." Jeffrey demanded. " Before you say, no. As your father, I have the right to meet the man you're dating. After today, my interest in this young man has peaked. I want to meet him Sharon. I'll make sure your mother knows so arrangements can be made. Sunday, dinner is at the house at six. Understand."

Sharon started to protest, but one look from Dad. She shut up and nodded. "I'll tell Darren." 

"Now, get to work." Jeffrey ordered.

Sharon stood to leave, but Jeffrey said, "Come here." And he gave her a big hug. "I love you, baby. Now, stay out of trouble."

Sharon hugged her dad back and went back to work. Mrs. Black had reassigned both young women, and Sharon had been placed to geriatric for the day. She assisted two patients that were new admits, and difficult for the staff to deal with. Soon half of the day was gone, and she went to lunch. 

Sharon grabbed a sandwich at the deli when Alison and her crew entered the café. She didn't feel like another argument, so she took her lunch and went back to the hospital. She finished her shift and was happy to head home. She needed to see Darren. After today, she needed him. She drove straight to Darren's apartment. Unfortunately, he was not home, so she sat on the stoop. Darren drove up and smiled when he saw her waiting for him. He quickly parked and rushed over to her. He was happy to see Sharon sitting, but one look at her face and he knew something was wrong.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked as he walked to the stoop.

"You can read me like a book. Just a bad day at work." She answered, not wanting to relive the events of the day.

"Come on in. Let me shower and change. We can go out and get some dinner." He suggested. Sharon stood, and stopped him. The she kissed him on the lips and said. "I missed you today."

Darren quickly showered, and Sharon lay down in his bed. It smelled like him and before long, she was asleep. Darren walked into is bedroom and watched her for a moment. He'd just turned twenty and was just starting what he hoped would be his career. Sharon was golden. She was perfect and deserved the world. He knew she grew up privileged and he wondered was she with him because she cared for him or was he just a bad boy to her. He knew she thought she loved him, but what if she realized one day she didn't.

Once again he pushed any doubts of his lover from his thoughts, she loved him. She was here with him. That was proof enough. Smiling down at her beautiful face, as she slept, he bent down, kissing his darling Sharon lightly on the lips, deciding to let her have 40 winks. But, just as he began to pull away, her arms went around his neck, pulling him down to kiss him back. Darren stretched out beside her and held her close. He was exactly where she wanted him to be. 

He hated these dark thoughts, but at work the guys ragged him often. He'd dismiss them, but in the back of his mind he wondered. Normally he'd talk with Kevin, but he was working. So he watched her sleep, and soon she began to stir.

"Oh God, what time is it?" Sharon asked.

"A little after eight, you were tired. I've been keeping you up too late." He added as he slid into bed with her pulling her to snuggle against him. 

"No, I had a harsh day. And needed to see you, that's all." She explained as she yawned.

"Baby, what happened" Darren asked. Sharon loved her job, but it was clear that something was not right.

"Nothing, just a woman. It was nothing." Sharon answered as she moved to leave the bed. 

Darren gripped her waist. "Sharon, baby. You're not telling me everything. What happened?"

Sharon closed her eyes. The women at work were making her doubt him. As was her own self-doubt. She'd met his sister and they were nothing alike. Where Clemmie was tough and streetwise, she was sheltered. What if he was just wasting time with her until he met a woman with whom he had more in common? She opened her mouth to vocalize her thoughts, but the words would not form. Darren seemed to know, and he gently stroked her cheek, kissed her temple and held her close for a moment.

"Sharon, I love you baby." Darren whispered. "As much as that scares me to admit, I need you to be honest with me alright. What is really wrong?" He asked as he pulled her back into his embrace.

Sharon hugged him back. She could not imagine her life without him in it. Darren became nervous. "Oh, I got in trouble at work and ended up in my dad's office. Some girl kept saying things and I had enough so I called her on it. We had words and ended up being reprimanded. My dad called me in and now I have to bring you to dinner on Sunday." She explained.

Darren smiled. Then he asked, "What did the girl say? What was she talking about?" he asked.

"Darren, am I just a fun time for you? I mean Alison said..." she stopped talking.

"Who is Alison?" Darren asked, confused, She looked away. Then he stopped and thought about his own insecurities.

"Sharon, you can have any man you want. Are you slumming with me? Wasting time until Dr. Right comes along?" Darren asked.

Sharon looked at him, surprised. "How can you doubt me? Darren, I love you. You're everything to me." She insisted.

Darren smiled, "You're everything to me, Sharon. Those other women are jealous. Don't listen to them. They don't know about you and me. They don't know about this here," he explained placing his hand over his heart.

If she hadn't lost her heart to him already, those words and that gesture would have sealed her fate. "Oh Darren." she whispered as she moved to embrace him. Darren pulled her close as she straddled his lap. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her, turning her on. She wanted him like never before. She wrapped her arms tightly around him. She moaned letting him know how much she wanted him. He could feel her nipples pebble through her thin top and press into his chest. He was hard instantly, and wanted her. But she didn't need that, she needed to be treasured,. She needed reassurance. He'd be patient and just hold her for now. Sharon had other ideas, and soon he felt her hand grip and caress his thick cock. Stroking him slowly, she stared at him.

No words were needed, everything showed in her eyes. 

He could no longer wait. He kissed this amazing woman. Within minutes Sharon repositioned her body and slid her hot box over his throbbing member. Darren groaned. "Baby, wait. Condom, we need a condom." He whispered.

"No, I want to feel you, all of you." Sharon whispered, as she rode him slowly, making claim on her man. She wanted to brand him. She wished she could somehow mark him, so every woman he encountered knew he was taken.

Soon, Darren felt his balls contract. He knew he was going to cum. "Baby, baby, wait." He hissed. He wasn't a virgin, but he'd always worn protection. He'd never in his life gone bareback until now. So within minutes, he was about to explode. "Sharon, Sharon," he hissed. "Stop, please."

She growled, as she seemed to become possessed and rode him fiercely, shoving him over the edge. Darren screamed as he shot copious amounts of cum into her unprotected womb.

When she felt him climax, Sharon too came. Breathing hard and fighting for breath, Sharon lay his arms, holding him close.

Darren held her tightly. "I love you so much." She whispered.

"I love you too, baby." Darren whispered.

Darren held her and laughed. "Now what time am I expected for dinner? : he asked. 

Sharon laughed, "At six, and I need to give you the 411 on my family."

"You know after I meet your parents; you'll have to me my family as well.' Darren teased.

"I've met your family. Clemmie is great. And your roommate Kevin is alright, kind of grumpy, but alright" Sharon explained.

"No you have not been formally introduced. If I'm meeting the Simms, the you have to meet the members of my family." Darren teased.

Sharon groaned. And then she laughed. She loved this man and he loved her. They belonged together. Sunday, she'd introduce him to her family and they could decide for themselves how they felt. She hoped they liked him, but even if they didn't she did.

"Hey Baby," she whispered. "I'm hungry. Can we please go to Moo Shu Chang's?" she asked sweetly.

"Yes woman, I was waiting for you to wake up." He teased.

For the rest of the week, Sharon arrived at work and simply did her job. Alison and her friends tried to goad her, but she'd think about her night with her lover and just smile at them. On Friday, Darren stopped by the hospital, and brought her lunch and flowers.

"Hey Darren? What are you doing here?" She kissed him before she could finish his thoughts.

Darren kissed her once more. "I'm taking my woman to lunch."

Sharon smiled, and kissed reveling in the feel of his arms. 

As they were leaving for lunch, Jeffrey saw her leaving. "Hello young man. I take it you are Darren. I'm Sharon's father." Jeffrey extended his hand. Darren looked him in the eye and shook his hand. 

"Hello sir. It's nice to meet you." Darren explained.

"So, you're Darren James. There has been a lot of commotion here this week about you. I just had to meet you." Jeffrey teased. "Well you two enjoy your lunch. Darren I look forward to talking with you, Sunday." Jeffrey added before he left.

As Darren and Sharon turned to leave, Sharon heard her Dad say, "Alison, my office now."

Smiling, she left the hospital with her man.

Darren walked into their bedroom of the new home they were purchasing to find Sharon smiling. "What are you smiling about?" Darren asked as he walked in to find his fiancé smiling as if she had a wonderful memory.

"Nothing, just thinking about the first time you met daddy." She teased. "You came to the hospital to take me to lunch and he stopped us." She laughed. You played it cool, but you were so nervous, I thought you'd crush my hand."

Darren laughed then. "Funny, I was scared shitless. But you dad is good people Sharon. Now that brother of yours, I don't know. But your parents are golden." He added.

She shoved him playfully. "He's a groomsman in the wedding. I thought you liked him?" she asked

"I like him, but if he keeps flirting with Clemmie, my other brother, Michal will kick his ass. Then I'll have to take sides, all because your brother can't take no for an answer." he explained jokingly. "Think you can set him up with that girl from your job, Alison?"

"Oh no, not her." Sharon declared laughing. "My brother is a pain, but she might break him for good." But then, maybe a woman like Alison was just what her pompous spoiled brother needed. He only dated bourgeois women, and Alison was down home. She realized that girl was not all bad. After their encounter at work the other woman sought her out to apologize. She realized that she was out of line and assured her that she and Darren never had anything between them but friendship.

Being a forgiving person, Sharon listened and she and Alison learned to tolerate each other. They weren't friends, but they weren't enemies either.

Anyway, enough about them, I thought we were christening the house. Darren whispered he nibbled her neck. Quickly and deftly, he removed her top and had her naked beneath him in minutes.

Laughing, Sharon played along. "We don't have much time. Momma and Delia are stopping by to work on wedding stuff." She moaned as she gave into what she wanted.

Undressing quickly, Darren, mumbled. "I'll be quick."

Sharon laughed as her future husband proceeded to make her forget her own name.

The next several months seemed to fly by. The wedding was a week away, and everyone from both families had started arriving. Darren was so excited; it had been over a year since he'd seen all three of his brothers and he was looking forward to being with them again. Michal was arriving first, and he and Sharon were eating dinner at the MacGregor's to welcome him home. 

Clemmie had finally gotten JJ to accept the fact that she wasn't interested, and now Darren was not worried about fall out between him and Michal. 

Michal MacGregor was excited about returning home. He came back for the trial a year earlier and managed to convince Clemmie to visit him in LA. She actually came for a short visit after he left, and it was the most glorious time of his life. He now worked for Lang Corp as a junior vice president, so their time together was shortened. But he called her every night. She knew how he felt, and he was certain that even though she hadn't admitted anything, she care for him too. Now at the age of twenty-six, it was time she accepted that he was her man. She belonged with him.

Then he thought about Darren and Sharon getting married, and laughed. He was so happy for his brother, He never saw either one of the guys as anything but. He couldn't wait to rag on him. 

Gianni was a in the graduate program at Pembridge and he was so proud of him. And Kevin, man it seemed years had passed since he'd seen their more mercurial brother. Yes, Michal was glad to come home at last for this happy occasion.

When he finished Pembridge, he approached Clemmie and told her how he felt. She was hesitant, doubtful. She wanted him, but she wanted to stand on her own first. She hugged him, and he kissed her putting every ounce of love he had into that kiss. Clemmie cared for him, but she needed time.

So, he had asked to be assigned across the country. Clemmie told him she needed time, and he would give it to her. Clemmie, with encouragement from Delia, had become a registered nurse. After Michal announced that he was moving to California, Clemmie became depressed. She loved Michal, but the sadness she felt was more than that of a friend leaving.

You know. a small voice whispered. Clemmie pushed it down. I'm not what he needs. Besides, he can have any woman he wants. He doesn't want someone like me. She castigated herself. Over time, Michal came home to visit for holidays. Delia insisted that he come home every Christmas.

His first Christmas visit home was bittersweet. Although he loved seeing his parents and adopted brother, his heart raced at the thought of spending time with his woman. 

Unfortunately for him, she had him locked in friend mode. No matter what he did, she'd remind him they were friends. It was his second visit home when Michal lost his composure with his reluctant lover. He'd gotten up and driven to her apartment to take her out for breakfast. They went to a local Denny's and were enjoying their morning meal. Two guys came over and spoke to Clemmie. She smiled and flirted with them, much to his discomfort. Clearing his throat, she introduced him as her friend. That was it, the last straw.

"Yeah, I'm her friend. Or so she wants you to believe. If you gentlemen don't mind, my friend and I were trying to enjoy our breakfast and time together before you came over. We'd like to continue our meal in private." Michal insisted.

"Ok, sorry dude. Hey Clem, we'll see you later." Both men replied as they left.

"Michal, that was rude. How dare you speak to-" Clemmie began chastising him.

Michal had heard enough. "No, you listen. You claim to see me as a friend when you know I want more. You claim to care, but yet you flirt with those guys in front of me. I know to you like to think I'm a kid but the truth is Clemmie, I'm not a little boy. I'm twenty-four years old; I'm a man, and you know it. You want to pretend I'm your friend. You want to act like you have no real feelings for me, then fine. I will not sit here and watch you flirt with other men. Not when we both know you belong to me." He concluded his tirade.

Clemmie stared at him speechless. "Who do you think you are? Michal, I've told you why we won't work. You're like family to me." Clemmie insisted.

Michal had heard enough. He stood to leave. He'd call a cab to get her home, but right now she had to be away from him.

The rest of that visit was tense. He and Clemmie barely said two words to each other. Then he came home for the trial. He recalled how she embraced him when she saw him.

"Michal" his name sounded so sweet on her lips. "You're home. I'm so glad you're home."

He held her close, inhaling her scent, knowing he couldn't' let her go, ever. He sat with her and held her through the short hearing and rejoiced with her when that monster was sentenced. He was nervous, but he wanted her to come to him. So he invited her out to LA and she agreed to come for a week. It was the most magical week of his life. Now he wanted her to come to LA with him once more, but this time for good.

When he returned to Los Angeles this time, Clemmie was coming with him. Not just for a visit, but as his wife. 

He would not rush her, but do it the right way. He'd ask Darren for her hand. When he arrived at the airport, he drove straight to see Darren. He was doing this the right way,

Darren was in his element when Michal arrived at his shop. Michal stood for a moment and admired his brother. Who would have thought seven years earlier, the angry guy he met in a detention center, would be marrying one of the most amazing women he knew. He loved Sharon just as much as he loved his brother. He loved her even more because she took care of his heart when she was hurt. For her care and compassion towards Clem, Michal would always be grateful.

"I see you still don't handle frustrations well." Michal teased as he finally entered the garage.

"Michal, man you are early." Darren stopped working to greet his brother. He'd seen him last year but he didn't come home as often as he used to. "Ms. Delia let you out of the house." Darren teased. 

"I haven't been home yet. I wanted to ask you something first." Michal explained.

He sounded so serious that Darren stopped. "Man, let's sit. What's going on?" Darren asked. This had to be serious if Michal came to him.

"Darren, I'm in love with Clemmie. I have been in love with her for years." Michal spoke candidly. "But I'm sure you knew that already. As a matter of fact, I know you knew. You teased my ass enough." He laughed.

Darren laughed as well. "Yea, boy we all know you're sprung. But you left and rarely come back, right." 

"She said she needed space, so I gave it to her. But that's sort of why I'm here. Darren I want to ask your permission to marry Clemmie."

"Damn, boy, you don't need my permission. You've always had my permission. Damn boy, you have to get her to agree." Darren said excitedly. "Can I tell Kevin and Gianni? Man this is big. I'm calling Sharon, she'll be tickled pink. You know you have to talk to your Dad, right. This is big, man huge. Let me congratulate you first." 

"No, not yet, let me ask her first. She might slap me and tell me off." Michal explained. "But, I'm not taking no this time. She belongs with me." Michal declared.

Darren smiled. He knew this day was coming. He saw the way Michal watched Clemmie when they were kids. He witnessed him crying when she was hurt. He saw how he stood by and pretended to be just a friend, when it was clear to everyone else, he wanted so much more. Yes, Michal had his blessing. How could he deny a man that loved his sister so completely. He couldn't, and he wouldn't. 




Pay It Forward Ch. 05



"Michal," Darren stated. He wanted to thank this man for loving his sister enough to bend, but decided to be a tough guy. He simply said, "Don't be corny man. Play it cool." Michal laughed. He recalled how corny Darren was when he asked for Sharon's hand. They teased him for weeks after.

Now he had to convince Clementine Kingston, the love of his life, to take a chance on him.




 This story has taken on a life of its own. Please bear with me. I will post chapter six as soon as I finish it. Thank you for reading. 



Pay It Forward Ch. 06



Hello Readers,

I saw an error I made with the age of Darren in chapter 5. At the point in the story when the trial occurs, he was 22, not twenty. Michal is a few months older, than Darren and Kevin. 

I hope this clears up any misunderstanding that may occur about their ages. 

I thought I had corrected that mistake, but I seemed to have missed it.

Thank you all for reading this story, and showing such support for it. Here is chapter six. I hope you enjoy it.

"Kevin!" Clemmie squealed as her other adopted brother finally arrived for dinner. Gianni was glad to see his older brother as well. He talked with everyone often, but Kevin was a bit harder to catch up with. He really looked forward to catching up with hm.

Michal saw how enthusiastically Clemmie greeted Kevin, and normally it would not have bothered him. But since he'd decided to propose, he hated the sight of her hugging any other man.

Everyone was at the home of the MacGregor's for dinner. Shaun and Delia were happy to have their entire brood home. They were proud of each and every one of them. Shaun looked around the room and could not help but notice the look of annoyance on Michal's face as Clemmie talked with Kevin. For the last several years, his son kept his amorous feeling for her under wraps; Shaun had a feeling that this visit would change things. 

Delia noticed Michal's reaction as well and decided to run interference. She asked all of the young ladies to follow her; they had things to discuss before dinner. Shaun asked Michal to meet him in his office for a moment. The other guys stood talking as Michal and Shaun quietly stepped out.

"Michal, I'm glad you're home. I know Darren's wedding is coming up, but I want to get together just the two of us to talk before you leave, all right." Shaun explained.

Micah assented. He wanted to talk with his Dad as well. He would tell him that he planned to ask Clemmie to marry him and move to LA.

They rejoined everyone else, and the guys were ragging Darren. Michal quickly joined in. Darren laughed and then retorted, `"Michal. You're next."

Everyone stopped laughing and looked at him expectantly. "Damn Darren, you never learned to keep a secret. "

"You and Clemmie are engaged?" Gianni asked cheering.

"No, not yet. I haven't asked her. I plan to ask her this week, just not sure how." Michal answered.

All of the guys had suggestions. "Don't do what Darren did? Man that was lame." JJ, Sharon's brother teased.

Darren laughed and said, "You're one to talk JJ. I seem to remember you pretending to like Lady Gaga to impress a girl. I mean really, Lady Gaga." 

JJ took the joke in stride. He liked Darren, he was good to his sister and he knew she was happy with him. At one time, he tried to date Clemmie, but she let him down pretty quickly. He knew why. The guy she wanted was standing here and they were all ragging on him. 

"Hey, I pulled it off until she decided to put a collar on me and call me Poopsie. That was it. I was done. Until I meet a woman like you two guys have, I'm staying single." JJ stated emphatically laughing uncontrollably.

Jeffrey, Sr. laughed along with Shaun at the antics of the younger men. He was happy for Darren but apprehensive about giving his baby girl away in a few days. But he knew Darren was a good man, and he truly loved his baby. So although he hated the thought of giving her away, he was happy to give her to such an upstanding man.

Now it seemed, that the MacGregors may have a second set of nuptials to prepare for. It was obvious to everyone there that young Macgregor was gone over the dark-skinned beauty in the next room. He was happy for the young man. He'd knew Clementine. She was one of the top nurses at his hospital. The fact that she and Sharon had become best friends led to him getting to know her really well. He wished the two of them the best.

"Alright guys, enough." Shaun spoke ending the revelry. "Michal, you know we all are happy for you."

Soon the women came back in and wanted to know what was so funny. Michal quickly returned to Clemmie's side, much to the amusement of all the other guys in the room. He was excited about spending the day with her. He planned to convince her to spend a couple of weeks with him in LA. He'd just bought a home and he was excited about showing it to her. He also planned to propose once he got her home with him. 

Soon, everyone was sitting and simply talking when Shaun asked Michal about the west Coast branch of Lang Corp. Michal didn't hear him, because he was captivated by his woman. Shaun called his name several times, before he or Clemmie realized others were in the room.

Gianni, JJ, and Kevin laughed so hard they were crying. Clemmie blushed, embarrassed by being caught distracted so easily. Delia, Maria and Sara, Sharon's mom, chastised the men for laughing. 

"So, son, how are things at the office out there?" Shaun asked.

Michal shrugged his shoulders. "It's alright Dad. I go to work but most I avoid Uncle Dane and Simon." 

Shaun didn't like what he was hearing. He wanted to have Michal transfer back home, but his son seemed to like living on the West Coast. He wanted to call his brother, but Delia hugged him. She knew he did not like her brother, so he'd immediately want to protect Michal from him. Delia smiled. She didn't understand the animosity between her husband and her brother. But she'd call Dane and make sure he treated her son fairly. 

Mrs. King announced that dinner was ready and everyone journeyed to the dining room. Michal made sure Clemmie sat next to hm. As they sat, Clemmie rubbed his thigh. She rubbed him with slow sure strokes. Her attention to his thigh was causing him discomfort. Michal held s groan as her strokes moved higher and higher up. Soon, she almost touched a very heated part of him. Michal stifled a groan. He shifted and moved to remove her hand. 

Clemmie looked at him with a small smirk on her face. He looked at her smug look and he knew she was provoking him deliberately. Soon, her hand returned to his thigh and her slow strokes returned. Michal leaned close and whispered. "Clem, girl, stop playing."

Clemmie chuckled. She loved teasing him. In a show of good faith, she removed her hand from his thigh. Michal took breaths and did whatever he could to get control of his body. Soon they ate, and Clemmie excused herself. Messing with Michal had gotten to her. She was on fire and needed release. She quickly headed to the bathroom, to calm her body down. She stood in the mirror, splashing cold water on her face.

All she could see was Michal's face staring back at her in the mirror. Since she'd learned he was coming home early, it seemed her body went into overdrive. She had an indescribable yearning for her friend. She knew she's crossed a line at dinner, but she had to touch him. It was her own thoughts that spurred her from the table. She wanted him. She'd never wanted any man as badly. After Robert, she didn't think she'd ever want to be with anyone again. But Michal was always so calm, caring. He shielded her from even her own destructive thoughts.

Then she felt a strong pair of arms circle her waist. "Damn it, Clem. You really like living dangerously, don't you." Michal whispered in her ear as he tasted her skin. His voice, hos touched reached deep inside her and calmed her inner c=beast. She felt safe, loved. He held her as if she was the most fragile, most precious material on earth. Loving the feel of his arms, Clemmie had to remind him of where they were. 

Clemmie groaned. "Michal, what are you doing? You know they'll talk." She reprimanded him.

"Uh uh, girl you started this." He moaned a he pressed his cock into her backside. Clemmie flooded her panties. She was already hot, now her panties were drenched. She was glad she wore dark gray slack, so that the wet spot she knew was forming wasn't apparent.

"Mmmmm, Michal. We have to go back." She moaned as his wandering hands found her perky breast and stroked them through her top. 

Grinding his cock into her, Michal whispered, "Soon, baby soon. We will end this cat and mouse game. You'll be in my bed beneath me, calling my name as I love you like no man has before. You'll know that you're mine. All of you belong to me, Clem." Clem moaned, thinking Damn, when did he become so damn sexy. Fuck, I want him so damn much.

"Tomorrow, you're mine. We'll spend the whole day together. I'll pick you up." Michal told her.

Clemmie was filled with sensations. She was drowning in the scent of him. "Michal, ummm, we need to go back."

"Give me tomorrow. Promise me, Clem. You, me tomorrow." He asked.

"Mrs. Delia has plans for us tomorrow evening. It's a girl's night out, leading to rehearsal dinner." She moaned as he nipped her earlobe. 

"I know Mom said so after you left." he asked. "Your girl's time is at four, so we have the whole day."

Clemmie melted even more, and realize she couldn't refuse him.

"Yes, yes. Tomorrow." He moaned as he turned her around and kissed her taking full command of her desperate body.

"Good, now let's get back." He whispered smug smile on his face. Clemmie wasn't sure she remembered how to stand, let alone walk. He kissed her neck once more and allowed her to squeeze past him. She rejoined the dinner, and Michal followed a few minutes after her.

It was obvious to everyone there that something was going on, but one sharp look form the older ones at the table the guys decided not to blast him at that moment. Soon the dinner ended and everyone was heading home. Soon, Jeffrey and Sara were preparing to leave, as was Maria and Jose, and Juan. Gianni was staying with is Mom, so he bid everyone good night. JJ bid everyone farewell, but he reminded Darren about the bachelor's party. Sharon laughed and reminded her big brother that no funny business was allowed. 

Sharon and Darren were about to leave, when Darren stopped. He had to speak to Mrs. King and thank her for dinner before he left, so he headed to the kitchen. Sharon, chatted with the Shaun, Delia and Clemmie as they waited for Darren to return. He returned with a box full of leftovers. Sharon laughed, "Baby, did you leave anything in the kitchen?"

"Girl, you know Mrs. King loves me. She made me take the leftovers." He replied. Then they hugged Shaun and Delia goodbye. Clemmie stood to leave with them when Michal grabbed her hand. "I'll drive you home Clemmie. I need to talk to you." He explained. Clemmie smiled and accepted his offer. 

Michal held the door for her as she climbed into his truck. As he drove her home, he had her sit right beside him. Holding her tightly, he caressed her side as he held her close. Clemmie stroked his body, unable to keep her hands off of him. They rode in silence, simply enjoying each other's company.

Soon they arrived at Clemmie's apartment. She invited him in and he followed her. Before the door closed, Clemmie was all over him. Pulling him into her embrace, she kissed him frantically as she desperately worked to remove his clothes. She wanted this man, and the only thing stopping her was him. He claimed he wanted her. Well tonight he had his chance. He wasn't leaving her apartment until she had him in all the ways possible.

He sat there tonight, just as calm and made her so hot she wanted to scream. He barely reacted when she stroked his leg. She started to grab his cock, just to see if she was affecting him at all. She got her answer when he joined her in the bathroom, but they had to go back to the dinner. Now at her apartment, there were no interruptions, no one waiting, no nosy family members down stairs, just the two of them and her queen-sized bed a few feet away.

Michal stopped. He had to look at her. She was simply perfect in his eyes. He gently stroked her cheek and looked deeply into her dark, passion filled eyes. "Clem," he whispered. "I have dreamt of this for so long. You have no idea how much I want this, but if you have any doubts, we can stop." Clem opened her mouth to remind him that they were both adults and consenting. Besides if she didn't want this they wouldn't be here.

Michal placed his finger on her lips. As she started to speak, he kissed her and asked her to let him talk. "Please Clem, let me speak."

"I'm in love with you. I've loved you since I was seventeen years old. I know you think it's a crush, but it's not. When we make love, and yes we will make love, that's it for me. If this isn't what you want, if you don't want forever with me, we need to stop. Because I won't take less than forever." He whispered.

Clem froze. She cared about Michal, could possibly love him, but she wasn't ready to be in a serious relationship. Robert said she belonged to him. He acted as if she was is personal property, and now she was with another man who was making a similar claim.

This is Michal, not Robert. You know he would never hurt you the way he did.  she thought. Too late, Michal saw her hesitate. He saw the shadow of fear and he withdrew.

"This isn't a good idea right now, Let's spend the day together tomorrow and we'll see ow it goes." He quietly suggested.

"Wait, Mic-" he kissed her.

"Baby, I'm not him. I'm nothing like him. I love you." He kissed her once more. "I'll see you in the morning." He stood to leave. Clemmie walked him to the door, dazed, confused. 

"Lock the door behind me, alright." He whispered as he kissed her before he left.

Clemmie locked the door and watched out of her window as he drove away. What is wrong with me? He's perfect, and he loves me. Why am I so afraid? I wish... I wish I could be what he deserves, but I'm not right for him. she thought criticizing herself.

Sitting on her sofa, hugging her pillow, Clemmie thought about everything that had happened over the last few years. She recalled meeting him for the first time and how handsome he was. When she was hurt, he was at the hospital every day and many times refused to leave. Michal MacGregor was a true gentleman, the prince every little girl dreamed about.

Clemmie smiled as she recognized her true feelings. Her feeling for this man were never really clear cut, but always convoluted. When he was younger, she could use their age difference to dissuade him. Now, he'd made it known that he was a man. And boy was he right. He was definitely all man.

She closed her eyes as she remembered her time alone with him earlier that evening. She could kick herself; how could she let him drive away? Well, she'd talk to him tomorrow. As she stood, a car pulled back into the parking lot front of her apartment. Then she heard a strong knock, followed by "Clem, it's me Michal I have one more thing to say."

Her heart pounded, palms were sweaty, as she moved to open the door. Michal rushed in and lifted her, covering her lips with his as he tasted his woman. He was headed home when he felt the need to simply be with the girl he loved.

"Clem, listen, I-" Clem kissed him and whispered.. "Shut up, and love me." 

Michal lifted her carrying her to her bedroom; they both undressed hastily. Now together, both naked with Michal eyes glued to her body Clem felt self-conscious and moved to hide her nakedness.

"No, never hide from me, Love. You are perfect. Clem's eyes filled with tears as her heart took the final plunged and fell completely, irreversibly in love with the man that lay naked beside her. She took a moment to peruse his tight chest muscles and his thick seven inch cock that was so hard and stiff. He was huge and she wondered could she take all of him.

Michal admired her body as well. Where he was fair, she was dark. Her thick hair spread over the pillows as he stroked the locks gently. Clem reached up to stroke his inky black locks, shivering as he put his fingers through her hair.

"Then he kissed her once more. Tonight, they would make love for the first time, and he'd make sure she knew he loved her in every way, being quite gentle with her beautiful slim body.

Clemmie lay on the bed before him, and asked, "Hmm, so Michal, think you can handle this?" Clemmie opened her legs wide to show her man that she was wet and ready for him. Michal kissed her as he gently touched her hot center, parting her fold with his fingers, he stroked her deep inside.

Clemmie moaned. As Michal continued to work his magic on her body, Michal kissed her lips, but soon wanted to explore the rest of her body. Slowly and deftly he moved, cupping her buttock, kisses and sucking her breast all the way until he was positioned between her quivering thighs. Michal now between her thighs wanted to taste her, but Clem wanted him. 

"No Michal." She whispered, "I want you inside me." 

"Baby, please, let me just taste." He pleaded as he could see her juices running out of her pussy. 

"Michal please, I need you." She moaned. 

Michal climbed on top of her, placing his stiff cock at her pussy opening, and slipping deep inside. He wanted to scream, she felt so hot and tight. She was perfect for him. Clemmie groaned as he pushed his big cock deep inside her, she'd never felt so full.

He went slow, easing inside of her warm opening, going in slow, bit by bit until at last he was all the way inside her. He loved her with long, sure, strong strokes. Going in and out, in and out, in and out at a steady rhythm, Michal worshipped her body with his.

Clemmie moaned aloud. No man had ever filled her so completely. He felt so good as he stroked her burning pussy. Michal reached between them to stroke her clit, and Clemmie exploded. She came so hard drenching his cock with her juices. Michal climaxed also pumping loads of cum deep inside her unprotected womb.

Clemmie screamed. "Michal, Oh God Michal. Fuck!" She came even harder.

Michal groaned. Holding her body close, he shivered. "Uuunnnhhh!" He grunted.

Both froze for a moment, forgetting how to breathe. Hearts pounding, covered in sweat, they held each other close and soon began to laugh.

Clemmie swatted her lover playfully. "What's so funny?" she demanded.

"You. I can't believe I made you scream. Damn, girl, I love when you scream. Hell, I just love you." He chuckled as he pulled her close.

Smiling in his embrace, Clemmie whispered, "I love you too, Michal. I think I've always loved you. And damn, who knew you could beat a pussy that good. " 

Michal tightened his embrace, knowing that he'd marry this girl, and she'd be coming home with him. Soon, she felt sleepy, and he held her as she drifted off to sleep. Soon, he followed her into a deep slumber.

"Hmmmm,"Clemmie began to stir. Soon she realized a strong arm was draped across her waist. For a moment she froze, then she recalled the delicious way she'd been loved so thoroughly. 

"Where are you going?" Michal asked as he tightened his embraced.

"Hey, nowhere, I'm right where I want to be." Clemmie replied as Michal nuzzled her and held her close. "What time is it?"

Michal checked his phone, "It's after three. Clem, are we OK. I mean, no regrets?"

Turning her body to face him, she hugged him close and whispered in his ear, "The only regret I have is that I waited so long to be with you." She answered.

Smiling, Michal replied. "That's OK. Your screams were music to my ears. As a matter of fact, I'm going to make you scream even more." He rolled over, pinning her beneath him. 

Slowly parting her thighs with his, he rubbed his cock against her center. She was ready for him instantly. "Michal," she moaned as he kissed her.

"Clem, Damn girl. I knew it would be like this with you. I knew it," Michal rasped as he slid his thick cock deep inside her. For the next moment the only sounds heard was flesh slapping flesh. He loved her but she rode him right back.

Michal held back, he wanted to fill her so badly, but he wanted her with him. Within minutes, Clemmie's voracious cunt gripped his cock sending both into a mind-blowing ending. 




Pay It Forward Ch. 06



Both breathless, drenched in sweat once more, they simply held each other close for a moment. Soon Clemmie move to leave the bed. Michal held her tighter. He simply didn't want to let her go.

"Baby, bathroom, I need..." she whispered, chuckling at his reluctance to be away from her for even a moment. "OK, I have to go to." He answered laughing at himself. 

After the time they shared tonight, Michal knew he had to be with her forever. There was no way he could let her go. If she refused him, he'd be crushed, but he'd do everything he could to convince her that they belonged together. They'd spend the day together, and he'd propose after the wedding. He could wait a few days. His biggest fear was that she'd fine a reason to say No. But after last night, he was praying she'd say Yes.

Clemmie returned to bed and Michal went to the bathroom. As she lay in bed waiting for her lover to return, she smiled to herself. They had the whole day together. She wondered could she convince him to move back. That way they could all be close again. Then she thought about her visit with him in LA. She loved it. It was just the two of them. No interruptions, no nosy baby brother. She enjoyed her time with him. She'd actually looked at employment opportunities in the LA area and found that she could find work easily.

She would love living in California. She wondered would he consider having her move there. Soon Michal returned to bed and they snuggled. Once again they fell asleep,

The next morning, sunlight crept across the warm, toasty room, waking the two inhabitants.

Clemmie woke first, and watched her lover as he slumbered. She leaned over and kissed his brow. After that she put on her yellow night shirt and made a quick breakfast for the two of them. Michal awoke to the smell of coffee and toast and his lover's side of the bed empty. He didn't like waking up alone so he slipped on is underwear and searched for her in the small apartment.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." She teased, as he greeted her with a scorching morning kiss.

"Good morning, Love." Michal whispered. "You're all mine today, remember." 

"Yes, but breakfast first." She answered. "I'm starving."

Michal laughed. "Well, baby. You've got a younger man. You have to keep up. I mean, I can easily wear you out."

Clemmie laughed and shoved him away playfully. "You might be younger, But boy I am going to teach you some things you'll never forget." Then she pulled him close and kissed him.

Michal was hard and ready to go once again, when Clemmie pulled back. "No, you have to go home and change. I bet your parents were worried. Did you even call and tell them where you were?" She chastised him.

"Baby, I'm a grown ass man. I have been on my own for years. I don't have to report to Mommy and Daddy anymore." He explained.

Clemmie laughed, "Oh right, but I'm older. Call your Mom and let her know you're OK." She demanded.

"Yes ma'am" he teased. "Go shower and dress, I'll call."

Clemmie hit her showers and Michal called home. Delia was glad that he called but she figured he was at a friend's home visiting. She was happy to learn he was at Clemmie's. They hung up and she asked Shaun. "I wonder how long we have to wait for an official announcement."

Shaun smiled, "Um he's proposing this week. I think after the wedding. So honey, we might have another wedding to help plan."

Delia smiled. She knew her son loved this girl. He'd been in love with her for years. Just as she knew that Clemmie had fallen completely in love with her son. They were so great together and they both deserved the happiness their union would bring them.

Michal dressed and he and Clem rode back to his parent's home. As they arrived, Michal went to shower and change as Shaun was headed out and met them. He and Clemmie talked for a moment. He loved talking with the kids and he would truly miss them when they moved to LA. Soon Delia walked in and greeted both of them; she was so happy to see them together.

The day went well and they had lunch with Delia and Sara. After a brief lunch, Michal and Clem had a few more hours alone before her time with the girls. Clemmie's phone rang; it was Darren, and she excused herself to take the call.

Michal took this moment to talk with his mother about his plans. Delia gasped, but he explained to them that the move to LA would not be the end of them seeing each other. They would visit more and more often. 

Then he began to thank her. He thanked his mother for everything she had done to help Clemmie. His mother stood with her for months after she'd been hurt, and Michal knew it wasn't easy. 

Delia smiled, "Michal, she's my daughter. You don't have to thank me." Michal rose and hugged his Mom. 

He explained that he hadn't proposed yet, but he would after the wedding. Delia sat next to her friend grinning, tears shimmering in her eyes. Clemmie was returning, and she quickly wiped away her tears. 

Realizing they were not really alone, he started to apologize to Sara for being too dramatic. She dismissed his apology immediately said , "I understand. We've all been there. I hope she says yes and when she does, you be a true man and take care of her." She then embraced him too. Clemmie walked in, and was wondering exactly what was going on.

"So what are you two young people doing for the next few hours," Delia queried. 

Michal answered, "We're going to the cinema. I'm not sure what else, but this lovely lady owes me four more hours and I plan to collect." He said happily wrapping his arm around Clem and pulling her close. 

With that they were gone out the door, when they arrived at the cinema they took seats in the back row. It wasn't crowded, so they sat next to each other in the dark, air conditioned room, as Michal put his arm around her shoulders. She snuggled up close and they both started to watch the film.

Michal had always wanted to make out in a darkened theater, but was never allowed the chance. Tonight he'd take a chance, As Michal sat there holding Clemmie, he rubbed his hand over her right breast cupping it. He stroked it, causing her nipples to harden.

Clemmie knew what he was doing, but decided to see how far he'd go. Next she felt his hand on her thigh. Stroking slowly, he slid his hand up her short skirt. Her panties were drenched; she knew the seat beneath her was wet. Clemmie spread her legs to give him access to her burning bush. 

Michal smiled as she shifted. He knew she was more than aware of what he was doing. Her movement told him she was willing to go further.

Slipping his finger inside the leg of her panties, he found her pussy dripping with her juices.

At this point, Clemmie had decided to join in on the fun. She reached into his lap and pull down Michal's zipper. She reached inside and took his thick seven inch cock out, stoking him slowly, she spread the clear precum all over his cockhead, causing him to moan. Then she stroked him, as he fingered her. 

The two of them enjoyed their time at the theater, but had no idea what the movie was about. 

So engrossed were the two of them in each other that neither noticed that they'd acquired an audience. Someone cleared there throat, snapping them out of their exploration.

"Young man, young woman, you may want to do those things someplace else. You two are a bit vocal." An older gentleman suggested. Michal was glad it was dark and no one could see inside the seats. He removed his fingers from her pussy, as she let go of his cock. The older gentleman had returned to his lady friend and seemed to be chuckling at the two of them. 

"Hey, baby, Clemmie suggested. "Let's go." 

They left the theater and went back to her apartment, where they spent the rest of their time loving each other.

In the meantime, Darren was at home, trying to convince his fiancé to join him in bed. He was sure he was winning when she announced that she was moving out.

"What?" Darren demanded. "What do you mean? We're getting married in a few days."

"Exactly, and until we marry, No more living together, no more messing around. I want our first night as man and wife to be special." She explained.

"Baby, we can be here. We don't have to do anything." He explained.

Sharon looked at her dark skinned Adonis. Darren was so handsome, so strong. She wanted him every time she thought of him; even now her panties were soaked. His brown eyes twinkled with mischief and she knew he was going to try and seduce her again this morning. Not that he had to do too much; her panties always vanished when he came home. As a matter of fact she could stop wearing them altogether.

"Baby, I love you, but we both know we'll keep fucking like bunnies. I hate it too, but I want the night to mean something and I think we should stop for now." She explained.

It was hard to explain because Darren was already nibbling her neck, as he slid his hands inside her panties. He cupped her mound as she moaned. Then with one thick finger, he parted her folds and rubbed her slit. She was wet and ready for him,

"Baby, you're so damn hot and wet. Fuck, Sharon, I need you bad. Once more and we'll stop, OK. I promise baby. I'll stop." He pleaded.

"Nnnnnooo, Darren. Three days. We marry in three days. We need to wait. I'm staying at my parents, Ok." She answered as she pulled his hand from her burning crotch.

Darren was rock hard and needed release. "Fuck baby, just this once. You, me, this will be the last time before the wedding, I promise."

"You lie and you know it." Sharon laughed. "I'm going and I will see you in three days."

"Fuck, this is so wrong. You know Papa Jeff will not let me sneak in" Darren complained. Sharon laughed and hugged her man. 

Gianni Russo was on break from school. He came home for his brother's wedding and was extremely happy for him. Gianni was worried, not that he let on, he kept his secret hidden. No one knew, and he didn't know what to do. Normally he'd call one of his brother's but with the wedding approaching, he could not burden them. So he suffered in silence. 

He called her. He had to make sure she was alright and hadn't made any hasty decisions.. 

"Hello, Gia" she answered. "You don't have to call every day. I told you I wouldn't do anything before you came back. You don't have to call."

"I know. Look Kara, I wanted to see if everything is alright." Gianni replied. He couldn't stand that girl. He could not figure out how he got so drunk that he had drunken sex with her resulting in the child she now carried. She detested him just as much. 

"Look, Gia, we are both fine. I thought you were at a wedding or something? Shouldn't you be with your family and not bugging me." Kara stated.

Gianna decided not to be aggravated, so he quickly ended their conversation. "I am, but until Tuesday, I'm still a Dad right. Look, Kara, I just wanted to see if you are OK. I can see you're fine, bye."

"Hey, son. What's going on?" Maria asked concern etching her brow.

"Nothing Momma. Everything is fine." He answered, as he tried to go past her to check on his younger brothers. Maria didn't buy it. She grabbed his arm to halt him. She knew all three of her sons, and she knew her oldest was holding something in.

"Mijo, you can tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help. We are family. Let me help, OK." Maria pleaded.

Gianni hugged his mother, "Momma, nothing is wrong. Listen, Darren and Sharon are getting married in three days. Let's be happy for him." He embraced her thinking. I wish I could tell you, but I can't hurt you that way.

Maria hugged Gianni back, and she reminded him. "Son, you have so many people that love you. No matter what it is, what is wrong, we will be here for you, alright," 

Gianni closed his eyes, wishing for a different outcome, hating this situation, despising the woman who forced him to be here, and wanting more than anything to be able to raise his child. 

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 I hope you enjoyed Chapter 6. Chapter 7 will be written soon. Thank you forn reading this series.



Pay It Forward Ch. 07



 Ah weddings, that magical time when two become one. I love them, the happiness of the day, the excitement of the people around, the beauty of the bride, and yes even the groom, as well. I hope you enjoy this chapter, please vote and comment.





Pay It Forward Ch. 07



"I will talk with your father. I will take the blame, if you need me to, but I can't agree to an abortion." Gianni concluded. Someone tapped on the car window startling them. 

"Oh Sister Kara, I didn't know this was you. Look we're trying to lock the gate. I hate to rush you, but we need you to clear the parking lot." The older gentleman stated.

"Sorry, thank you Brother Dodge. We're leaving now." Kara assured him.

As they drove off, Manson Dodge called the pastor. Something heavy was going on with those two young people and he felt the need to warm him. Pastor Johnson hung up the phone and looked right into the face of his wife Donna.

Donna hugged him and told him it would be alright. Reverend Johnson held his wife and prayed for strength. He knew Kara was hiding something. He saw how she reacted when she saw that young man walk into the church. Something big was going on, but he'd raised his daughter to fear God and obey his commandments. He prayed she remembered her teachings.

Gianni drove to her house, and he helped her from the car. She didn't want him here and they could talk tomorrow. Upsetting her wouldn't help, so he'd back off for the night. I see what Mamma meant, you're not even here yet and I'm getting gray hair. he grinned as he thought about his unborn child.

"What are you grinning about?" Kara demanded. 

Gianni looked at her and said, "If we have a girl, I was wondering will she be as strong-willed and as lovely as her mother." And to him, Kara was beautiful. Her caramel colored skinned was so fresh and clear, he imagined how soft it was for months. That night, they were drunk, but he remembered it in clear details. It was the most magical night of his life. She was his first, as he was hers. He recalled her crying out when he entered her the first time, and how hot and tight she was. He came so quickly, that the whole thing was over in a few minutes. She whispered "I hate you." Then she slept. He lay beside her, drunk, tired, but he watched her and knew his heart belonged to the one girl that detested him more than anything else on the planet.

He was in his small office doing paper work, when Kara stormed in a week ago and hit him with her backpack. She attacked him, calling him all kinds of names. "You bastard, sick fuck, I hate you." She ranted.

He grabbed her hands to stop her assault. "What did I do now? You told me to stay away from you. Don't call. I've done everything you've asked."

Exhaling Gianni stood and closed the door. "What are you blaming me for now?" he demanded.

"You dumb prick. You got me pregnant." She hissed. Stunned, Gianni was speechless. She waited. "Well, say something." She demanded. 

"Pregnant, Kara, I will take care of both of you. You don't have to worry about anything." He whispered. "I promise."

Kara could not breathe; she had to remind herself that she didn't like this guy. He was the enemy. He had gotten her pregnant and if her family found out, they'd be devastated. Then he kissed her, and for a moment, she forgot that she hated him. She loved being in his arms and she never wanted to be anyplace else.

"I'm not having it Gianni. I'm aborting." She whispered. His heart froze. She planned to kill his child. She could not be serious.

"Kara, wait, We need to talk." Gianni stuttered. "You can't do this."

"I have no choice. I can't have a baby right now. My Dad would be devastated. I shouldn't have told you." She said regretfully.

"Kara, I'll talk to him. Have you gone to a doctor?" Gianni asked.

"I have an appointment at Life's Choice next Tuesday. I can't have this baby Gianni." Kara whispered.

"Kara, please don't. Look, I have to go home for a week. Please don't do anything harsh until I get back and we talk, alright." Gianni asked.

"Gianni, you have to come with me. Both parents have to be there." She explained. "So I'll wait."

"I drive home tonight. But I'll come back as soon as the wedding is over and we can talk more then. Just to let you know, I can't agree to an abortion." Gianni stated, "But, hopefully we can find something we can agree on."

She left his office, but not before he'd gotten her number. 

It was a hard week. But he went home, hiding this secret. But today, he had to see her. They had reached her family's home. Gianni cut his car off, and just looked at her. Kara started to speak, when her father's voice cut her off.

"Kara, Gianni, what took you two so long. Dinner's waiting." Reverend Johnson voice boomed across the yard. Gianni was about to refuse the invitation when the bigger man walked over threw his arm around him and led him into the house. Kara followed them, nervously, wondering if her dad had figured out the truth.

As she entered the house her mother, offered Gianni a seat and asked to speak with her. Her grandmother would join them. She entered her mother's private space prepared to fabricate her behind off.

"How far along are you, child?" Donna asked.

Kara stuttered, "Momma, what are you talking about?" She asked unconsciously rubbing her stomach.

"Oh, so you're going there. Kara, you're pregnant, aren't you?" Donna asked point blank.

"Darn it Gianni! Kara thought Why did he have to come here? Two days, two days and this nightmare would be over.she fumed.

She didn't answer. Donna looked in her eyes and she saw that she was terrified. "Kara, are you pregnant?" tears spilled down her cheeks. 

Donna moved to embrace her daughter. "It's alright, Kara. We need to talk to your father."

"Momma, I'm sorry. I never wanted to embarrass you. The church-" Kara started to explain. 

"Listen to me. I will be honest. Yes, I am disappointed. I never wanted this for any of you. My hope was that you'd marry and have a home before bringing children into this world. But things happen. You know your father will demand answers. I'm assuming it's Gianni's." Donna whispered.

Kara stiffened. "Yes Ma'am. I just told him; he didn't know... We didn't mean..." she couldn't say anymore.

Her grandmother hugged her, "I don't know much about him, but from what I have seen he seems like an honorable man. All of us will talk to your father after dinner; now go wash your face." She kissed her wet cheek and watched her leave.

As soon as Kara walked out Donna collapsed in her chair. Three daughters, and the one she did all she could to protect still ended up a pregnant unwed mother. This was wrong, unfair. That boy did this. He seduced her baby and ruined her life.

"How could she do this? She knows better. She let some white boy use her and now her life is ruined. I could strangle that girl. How could she be dumb enough to let that boy use her? He has the gall to come to my house. I should-" Lizzie, her mother stopped her.

"Donna, they both had a part in this. Let's talk to him first and then we'll see. He was at least man enough to show up. Can you say that about the other two young men?" Lizzie said.

Kara returned to the room and noticed how tense her mother was. She knew this was bad, but she'd never seen her mother this close to snapping. She took a deep breath and told them she was ready. 

Donna had one question, "How far along are you?"

"I'm two months." She answered quietly.

Lizzie stood, "Donna, Kara, come on."

While the women were in their meeting, Reverend Johnson wanted to get to know the young Mr. Russo. "So, Gianni, You're in the grad program at Pembridge. Kind of young aren't you. How old are you son?"

"I'm twenty-three, sir. I'm entering my second year in the program." He answered politely.

"How do you know Kara? She's a junior, bright future that girl. I have a graduation gift planned for her next year that will blow her socks off." He looked at Gianni. "I don't want anything to interfere with her schooling. She is the only one of my kids that hasn't messed up." He declared proudly.

"I was a teacher's assistant for a math course she took. Later we met at a campus function." Gianni explained. He felt guilty. He didn't think about how this pregnancy affected Kara, just what he wanted. He wondered if they could compromise. She could have the life her family dreamed for her, and he'd take full responsibility for their child. He just could not agree to an abortion. He could see why she considered it, but he just couldn't agree.

Mrs. Johnson, Kara, and her grandmother returned. Some more of her family members arrived. For a moment, Gianni felt like he was back home with his brothers. Then he'd remember he wasn't. He complimented Mrs. Johnson and Grand mere Johnson on such a delicious meal. 

He made his excuses to leave as he looked at Kara once more. She felt something for him. She couldn't explain it, or describe it. But a part of her knew he'd protect her and that baby no matter what. Even if it meant walking away. Suddenly, she needed him to stay. She knew her mother would tell dad and she didn't want to face him alone. So she did the only thing she could. She stopped Gianni from leaving.

"Gianni, wait." Kara took a deep breath. Gianni instantly moved to her side and stood with her, Kara faced her father, terrified, not knowing what to expect, but she knew instinctively, Gianni was there for her.

"Daddy, I'm pregnant. Gianni's the father." She announced nervously.

Reverend Johnson stood, glared at the two of them and ordered, "Follow me to my office, now."

Donna moved instinctively to follow her daughter. She recalled how her husband reacted when Shelia and Janice got pregnant. She prayed he would not react the same this time. Once they reached his office, he closed the door.

He glared at Gianni, but he could not find fault in the young man. He stood up to him, answered his questions. When Kara told them, he stood by her side, never wavering. He never mentioned the pregnancy, and he was sure it was to protect Kara.

"Rev. Johnson-" Gianni broke the silence.

"Shut up. I invite you into my home. And then learn you've taken advantage of my daughter." He demanded.

"Kara, I bragged on you today. Told everyone what a morally upright, strong-minded woman you are. But you're nothing but a Jezebel. One whose willing to spread-" Gianni interrupted.

"Sir, I mean no disrespect, but I cannot sit here and let you speak to her this way. You are out of line and you are wrong." Gianni insisted.

"You whelp. Just because you're sleeping with her, you think you can confront me in my home." Rev. Johnson was disappointed, and hurt. 

"Honey, please. Let's calm down." Donna suggested. 

Her husband looked at his daughter and then his wife. He looked at the young man standing with her, He liked the young man. He had just met him, but he knew he was a stand-up guy. He wouldn't abandon his children. 

"So, Gianni, what now. How can we fix this?" he asked.

Gianni faced the man before him. A man he knew he could grow to respect. "Rev. Johnson, I have three suggestions. Please hear me out and then tell me what you think. My first suggestion was that Kara and I marry. I know we're young, but we need to do what's best for our child. I can cut back on my course load and go to work full time. I'll finish my degree, and should be able to provide a decent life for the three of us." Gianni stopped and let that suggestion sink in.

"You said you had three suggestions. What is your second one?" the reverend demanded.

"I've asked Kara to give the baby to me. I'll take full responsibility and raise him or her on my own. There is no reason for her life to change." Gianni finished.

Reverend Johnson sat in his seat. He'd never met a young man who was willing to take full custody of a new born. His respect for young Mr. Russo grew tremendously.

"Wait, you want to take our grandbaby. Where will you take him or her?" Donna asked. There was no way they'd give this baby to this young man. This was her grandbaby. 

"Mrs. Johnson, I'd take him home. He'll be surrounded with love and probably spoiled rotten." Gianni explained.

Reverend Johnson spoke once again, "We'd never deny you your child, but we cannot let you take him. He's a Johnson, He stays here. Kara will stop school and go to work. She can go back when the baby is older." The reverend declared.

Kara decided to speak, "Daddy, I can finish school. I have one more year." She explained.

"Not without the scholarship from the church. It's forfeited now. You got pregnant dear. That was one stipulation for them covering your cost." The Reverend explained sadly.

Kara sat, and stared at her father. She understood, the board controlled the scholarship. They would definitely revoke it from her now. 

Gianni spoke, "You have one more year, and you will finish it I'll pay for it. I've saved some money over the years and it should be enough. If not, I'll find the rest. Kara, you will finish your degree. I promise."

She looked at him, surprised. He had money saved. He lived in faculty apartments, never ate out, and rarely went anywhere. The only reason she hooked up with him was because her douche bag friends got her drunk. He was working his way through school. He couldn't pay for her too.

"Gianni, it's alright. I'll transfer to a local college and get a loan. I'll be fine. It's not your problem." she assured him.

"Kara, let me do this. If I prove to you I can pay your tuition, will you let me?" he asked.

"OK," she conceded. "If you prove it to me, I'll agree. But we split the cost on the baby,"

"What is the third suggestion? I want to hear it." Reverend Johnson demanded.

Gianni blanched, eyes tearing at the final thought. He couldn't agree to this. But he had to put it out there. "She can abort." Then the tears fell, "But I won't agree with that one. This is my child too, and I want him to live."

"NO!" Donna exclaimed. "How can you suggest such a thing?" she glared at him. "Get out. Go. Now!" 

Gianni opened his mouth to explain when Kara spoke up in his defense. "Momma, I told him I want to abort. Gianni, never..."

"Kara, murder is a sin, Gianni sit down. I apologize son, we have judged you unfairly." Reverend Johnson acknowledged immediately.

He turned towards his daughter. But Gianni couldn't let him say anything more to her. She was the mother of his child, his future wife. It was his job, as a man, to protect her. "Reverend Johnson, she didn't mean it. It was just a thought."

"Gianni's right, Daddy. I could never hurt my baby. I'm sorry I let you down and if you want me to leave, I'll go." She whispered. "But I hope you can forgive me one day, and let me back in."

Big Bad Reverend Johnson stood and hugged his baby girl. "I'm going to tell you the same thing I told both your sisters. I love you Kara. I love my grandchild. Never doubt my love for you alright, and you picked a good guy here. Any man that would stand up to me and defend you in my home is worthy of you, daughter. You hold on to him and treat him right."

"Son, welcome to the family. Hmmm, I never thought I'd be welcoming a white boy into the family." As he shook his hand and laughed. Gianni felt odd, but kept his thoughts to himself. 

Gianni smiled. His child would live. He'd be a father in a few months. "Yes, thank you, sir ma'am." He stood and embraced her in her father's home, in front of her family. Kara melted. She felt safe, and secure. Then she remembered, "Oh right, I don't like him. as she playfully pushed him away. 

"Good now that's settled. Kara you two need to decide on a wedding date. It needs to be sooner than later. You can marry at the church. Gianni, I want to talk with your father." Reverend Johnson demanded.

Gianni chucked. When Reverend Johnson asked for his father one man came to mind, Mr. MacGregor. He was as close to a father as he ever had. "Of course, Mr. Johnson. I'll call tonight to inform him you two need to meet. Kara, you need to meet my family. Will you go home with me next Saturday to meet them?"

"Um, OK. Sure. What time?" she asked. They decided to drive down Saturday morning. She was nervous and wondering how his family would react when he brought a black girl home."

Gianni then left and went back to his apartment. Tomorrow he'd check his accounts and make sure he could cover her tuition. He decided to call his Mom first and then Mr. MacGregor.

"Hello, Gia, is everything alright?" Maria asked. She had worried about her son ever since he'd driven away.

Gianni took a deep breath. "Mom, sit down. I have to tell you something."

"Mijo, you're scaring me. What is it?" she asked voice full of fear.

"Momma, I'm going to be a father in seven months." he stated. Maria was stunned. She knew he was hiding something, but she didn't expect this.

"Momma, Momma, are you there?" he asked concerned. Gianni knew this was a big deal, but he hoped she wouldn't be too upset.

"Ah Mijo, a bambino. Who is the mother? Is she why you had to leave? When will I meet her? Oh Mijo." she sighed "Are you happy?"

"Yes, Momma, happy and scared." Gianni answered. "You will meet her soon. I'm bringing her home to meet everyone this weekend."

He talked with her a little longer and then let her go to bed. Next he had to call Mr. MacGregor. Shaun answered and listened to his news. He was proud if this young man. He didn't back down, but faced his responsibilities. Gianni also explained that Reverend Johnson wanted to talk with his father. He wanted permission to give him his number. 

Shaun was more than honored. He had always considered all of the boys his sons, but to have Gianni acknowledge him as his father was the highest honor he could bestow upon him.

Delia, Maria, and Sara met for lunch the next day to talk about the exciting news. Michal and Clemmie were engaged, and now Gianni was about to be a father. So many changes, so fast. 

Michal and Clemmie spent most of the night celebrating their engagement. The next morning, Clemmie called Sharon to mess with her and see how she and Darren were doing. She didn't pick up and Clemmie was not surprised. 

Shaun reported to the office and stopped by Kevin's office. Not surprisingly, another secretary had quit. Knock, knock"Come in." Kevin answered grouchily.

"No wonder the young ladies keep quitting. Do I have to put Delia back onto you boy?" Shaun joked as he walked into his protégé's office.

"Oh God, no. She'll make me face my feelings, ug!" Kevin grumbled.

"I've got exciting news. Seems you're going to be an uncle in a few months."

"Wait, Darren got her pregnant already. Man he's fast." Kevin laughed.

"No, not Darren. Gianni. He and his young lady are coming home this weekend; I want you to be nice." Shaun told him. Kevin was very protective of Gianni and if he thought someone was taking advantage of him, he'd attack.

"That's what was wrong yesterday. I knew something wasn't right. Is he sure..." Kevin stopped. He'd meet this girl first, and if she seemed untrustworthy in anyway, he'd protect his little brother.

Eventually news of the new baby got around quickly. Gianni found himself the recipient of many phone calls. All ending with him getting his butt kicked for not telling. He went to work and taught a class. At the end of the day, he wanted to see Kara. It amazed him how important she had become to him in such a short time. He saw her with her friends at the food court but decided not to approach her. He wasn't sure what type of reception he'd received. And he didn't want to cause her discomfort in front of her friends.

Kara looked up and saw Gianni watching her. She smiled at him and then looked away quickly. Her friends didn't know who the father of her child was, and they definitely didn't know he was white. As she stood talking with her friends, Denzel and Timothy walked up. They invited them to a party. Kara refused, citing she had other plans. 

Denzel asked were they with white boy. You left the party with him, and I know he was at church Sunday. Kara tried to shrug him off, but he was persistent. Not liking the way things were looking, Gianni decided to intervene. If she didn't like it, to bad. He had more than her feelings to consider.




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"Is everything, alright here? Kara? Denzel?" he asked. 

Denzel became aggressive. "Look son. I'm talking to my woman. Step off."

Gianni knew she hadn't told anyone about him, but to be disrespected in such a way hurt. Kara saw the hurt in his eyes and for the first time, she decided to stand up for what was right. She moved over to Gianni and hugged him, looked back at Denzel and stated loudly. "I'm not yours. I'm his. Step off Denzel and take Opie with you." And she kissed him in front of everyone.

Her friends were dumbfounded. Denzel and Timothy left. And soon, Gianni found himself alone in the food court with his woman, the mother of his child, in his arms.

"You know what you just did right?" he asked smiling.

"Yes, I just made myself the target girl for everybody that has an issue with a black girl dating a white boy." She answered sadly. Gianni held her a bit tighter.

"True, but you also just gave me street cred. You know I'm going to have to learn how to fight now, right. I can't have these men trying to take my woman." he joked as he gently carressed her cheek. "But baby, I'll slay as many dragons as I have to too be with you." He kissed her, and in that moment for the two of them, the world around them ceased to exist.

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 I hope you enjoyed meeting Gianni and his love. Their story is not over. This is just the beginning of these two. Thank you for reading, and please remember to vote and comment. IR2R



Pay It Forward Ch. 08



Thank you, everyone who is reading this series for taking time out of your day to read something I wrote. I am awed, and appreciative of you and your support. I am now presenting Chapter 8; I hope you enjoy it. 

There are two more chapters left. Chapter Nine is almost done. I'm excited to see where it takes me. 

Again, thank you for reading.

Gianni called Mr. MacGregor as soon as he made it back to his apartment. He was nervous and so afraid of disappointing the one man that ever kept his word to him. Then he remembered what Mr. MacGregor told him when he was at the center.  "A man faces his problems head on. He doesn't hide, make excuses, or blame others. He might flounder a bit, but in the end, he stands tall and strong."

So Gianni took a deep breath and dialed. Shaun answered and Gianni explained his situation. He didn't reply at first. Gianni was nervous, as he waited. Then Shaun carefully spoke, "I wish you had waited before fathering a child. I am so proud of you for being the man I knew you would be. Know this I will always be there for you Gianni, always. I will gladly call Reverend Johnson and talk. Thank you for honoring me this way.

Gianni sighed, relieved. He wasn't harsh or cruel. He understood. Just like Momma, they both understood. He wanted to talk to Ms. Delia, but she was asleep. She'd call him tomorrow and he'd get an earful/ Gianni bid his mentor goodnight, and went to bed. He couldn't sleep as his mind raced trying to make sense of all the changes that had occurred this day.

Shaun called Reverend Johnson the next morning and made plans to drive over for dinner that night. They picked Gianni up and drove over to the Johnson's home for dinner. Momma, and Delia instantly bonded with the Johnson women and quickly accepted Kara in the folds. As the women took Gianni and Kara to the living room to bond, Reverend Johnson invited Shaun to his office.

"Well, Mr. MacGregor, I am glad to meet you. Your son is an honorable and strong young man. You did a great job raising him."

Shaun smiled, "Thank you, but he's not my son by birth. I met him several years ago when I became a mentor. He is a d=strong young man. His mother deserves the real praise for that."

Reverend Johnson," Shaun spoke. "I am not much of a church goer, but what are you really feeling about this? I know Gianni, and he is not some careless philanderer."

"Wait my name is Otis. Call me Otis. I'll call you Shaun. If that's alright." he stated.

Shaun nodded. The two men continued to talk. Otis explained to Shaun what the repercussions of this pregnancy would be. However, as upset as he was about that, he was hoping that Gianni would do what was honorable and marry his daughter. Shaun didn't see why they had to marry. With support from both families they would be fine. Once they really got to know each other, they could decide to marry. Shaun and Otis talked a long time before the two men agreed to disagree. Shaun felt marriage because of pregnancy was a sure way to disaster, but Reverend Johnson believed that marriage was necessary and right in the sight of God. In the end both men decided to let Gianni and Kara decide what was best for them. 

He told Shaun of Gianni's offer to cover Kara's tuition for her final year. He was amazed at how mature he was. Shaun then sat back, and took a deep breath. He explained to this man who would now be an important member of his family from now on.

"Gianni has had it hard. I almost lost him before I even knew him. He isn't my biological son, but he is the son of my heart. He and his other brothers mean the world to me and I will move heaven and earth to protect them. That young man has stood on his own since he was fourteen years old. He was incarcerated when he turned fifteen. 

His mother, Maria, signed up for a mentoring program through the courts and that's when I met this angry, small, fifteen year old boy." Shaun chuckled, "He was so scared that he struck out at everything around him. He didn't trust me at first; I had to earn his trust. He eventually learned that he could. I made that kid a promise and I intend to keep it. I gave him a card that said, "You will never be alone again. I will stand with you. If you make two steps, I'll make four." MacGregor exhaled. "He called me and said you wanted to meet his father. That above all else is the biggest honor he could have given me. So, if he promised you that he would pay her tuition, it's paid. She will finish school and both she and the baby will want for nothing." 

Reverend Johnson was stunned, speechless. "MacGregor, I will take care of my daughter and my grandbaby. You need not worry about that. I know Gianni is an upstanding God fearing young man. I have nothing but respect for him. After hearing about his beginnings my respect for him has grown tenfold. I am honored to welcome you and yours into the Johnson family. Now how about we go out and let the women know what we've decided." He suggested.

Shaun laughed, "Otis, you've been married for how long?"

The reverend puffed out his chest, "My lovely Donna and I will celebrate twenty-seven years next month."

Shaun chuckled, "Congratulations and she lets you think you are making the decisions. She's good." 

Both men laughed and went to join their wives. Donna served dinner, along with help from Delia and Maria. There other two daughters arrived with their kids. Shaun and Delia loved meeting the little ones. It made them think about grandchildren of their own. And all of the women talked to Gianni and Kara. 

Shaun and Otis sat quietly watching the interaction. Then Shaun decided to speak. "Kara have you seen a doctor?"

Slightly stunned, she answered, "Yes, sir. We have a clinic at school I saw someone there." 

"OK, well we need to fix that. Delia, Donna, can you two find an obstetrician she can visit? Don't worry about the cost, it's covered. Gianni, when they get the appointment, you need to accompany her." Shaun suggested. He remembered when Delia was pregnant with Michal, that the first thing hiss did was find the right doctor for her. 

"Yes sir, of course." Gianni answered, as Kara nodded in agreement with him.

Donna spoke and informed everyone that she had already called and set up an appointment for Kara; she was hoping Gianni would be able to come with them when they went. Then she smiled at the young couple who anxiously wanted to leave the room. They thanked her for her help and glanced anxiously at the door. Donna looked at her other daughters that had joined them, "Janice, Sharon, Kara, why don't you young people leave us old folks so we can talk. You too, Gianni, go." They all laughed at how quickly all four moved. 

Maria hugged her son Kara before they could escape. She liked this girl. And it was obvious Gianni loved her. 

The four left to allow the older adults to visit. 

"Well, well, little sister. I see your halo is tarnished as well." her older sister Shelia taunted her.

Kara bristled. She never teased them; she supported them throughout their pregnancies. She was a about to retorted when Janice spoke up. 

"Shelia lay off. At least her guy stuck around. Besides from what I heard she was lucky. Kara, that party you went to. Is the stories about the girls being drugged and raped true?"

"Yes, and if I hadn't left with Gianni, I would have been too. I can't believe how dumb I was to go there." She stated castigating herself.

"Wait, you are not dumb. Those guys are the criminals, and when the police finish investigating, they need to go to jail." Gianni explained as he cupped her cheeks and looked deeply into her eyes.

"Gianni's right. They are the criminals, not you nor those other girls. We're just glad you weren't hurt." Both sisters said.

All three sisters embraced as a chorus of "Mommy, mommy rang from upstairs.

"Hey you two need practice. How about you both babysit your niece and nephew this weekend?" Janice suggested as she headed upstairs to get her twins.

"Yea, she's right. I'll add your other niece in for good measure." Shelia added.

Gianni wrapped his arms around Kara and help her close. "Not this week ends guys. We're visiting my family, but we might take you up on it next weekend." Kara elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ouch, what was that?" he asked rubbing his bruises. 

"I am not babysitting while you go out and have fun. Besides I love my nephew and nieces, but they are so mischievous." She complained.

Gianni laughed. "Sorry, baby. I won't go out. I'll stay and help alright. Besides I like kids."

Kara held him close then she thought about it in seven months they'd be bringing their own baby home. Was she really ready for this? Was she ready to be someone's Mom?"

Gianni sensed her tension and whispered, "I'm right here with you. We're in this together." Kara relaxed in the arms of her man.

Soon Janice and Shelia came down stairs with their children. They were adorable. Gianni could not help but imagine what their baby would look like. He hoped it was a boy, but he'd be just as happy with a daughter. He really didn't care as long as the baby was healthy.

Saturday morning came quickly. Gianni almost changed his mind about driving home. He wasn't nervous about Momma; she'd driven to Bradford with the MacGregor's to meet the Johnson's earlier that week. He wondered how Kevin and Michal would treat him. Clemmie would skin him alive, as would Sharon when she got back. He smiled; Darren had mellowed since he met Sharon. He might not do him so bad.

Gianni drove up to his mom's house first. He wanted to see his mom before heading to the Macgregor's. Gianni pulled into their small yard and Maria met them on her porch. His two younger brothers rushed out to meet her new sister. 

"Gianni, she's pretty. Why is she with you, dork?" Juan teased.

Laughing Gianni shoved his brother. His youngest brother, Jose, joined in as Maria took Kara inside to feed her breakfast. She had to eat, "The baby needs food." she said.

Maria refused to leave her home until her new daughter had eaten. After Kara couldn't eat another bite, they all rode with Gianni to the MacGregor home. As soon as he drove up. Clemmie took off like a shot, leaping into Gianni's arms, greeting him enthusiastically. 

Kara frowned.  "Who was this girl jumping all over her man?" She didn't like it one bit.

"Clemmie, let go girl. Kara, this is my big sister Clemmie. Clemmie , this is the love of my life, Kara." Gianni quickly introduced the two women. At this point everyone had rushed out to meet her. Gianni proudly introduced her to the rest of his family. He looked around. He knew Darren and Sharon were away, but where was Kevin.

Shaun noticed he was looking for his brother and he told him he was on the way. Gianni smiled, and could not wait for her to meet him. They went inside as everyone was asking a million questions, about their wedding, the baby, where they'd live. 

Michal held Clemmie close, a part of him jealous that they weren't pregnant yet. But if he had his way, they'd be married and she'd be carrying his child soon. 

As everyone was talking, Kevin walked in. He stood in the background and admired the newest member of the family. She was pretty. He could see why Gianni would be attracted. He had yet to talk to her, but he would before he left. He'd make sure she understood that he was going to protect his brother.

Gianni looked around and saw Kevin standing once again alone in the shadows. Kara was listening to stories by Clemmie about their antics. Clemmie called Darren and let him and Sharon meet Kara by phone. Gianni didn't get a chance to speak with his brother, but he was sure he'll get an earful when they got back.

"Hey, big brother, what are you doing, hiding out? "he teased as he stood beside him.

Kevin smiled, "She's very pretty, Gianni. I know we all gave you the talk. How did you manage to knock a girl up your first time?" Kevin asked teasing.

"Ha ha, what makes you think it was my first time, big brother? Only one of us is still a virgin?" Gianni teased right back.

Kevin laughed, really. "I didn't think you took your nose out of a book long enough to notice let alone, fu-" Shaun walked in and stopped them. "Boys, women and children are present."

Laughing Kevin said "The youngest person in this room is Jose, and he can teach us a thing or two."

Shaun and Gianni laughed, as everyone turned to see what they were laughing about. Delia looked at her husband and knew. She glared at him and signaled that he needed to control himself. Properly chastised, he looked contrite. 

Kara saw Gianni standing and moved over to him. He took a deep breath. "Baby, I have one more person I need you to meet. This is my brother Kevin." He held his breath. 

Kevin assessed the lovely woman standing nervously before him. "Hello, Kara. Welcome to the family."

Gianni release a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Kara felt the tension leave him as she realized how important the man before her was to him. She smiled and Kevin was stunned she was truly lovely. "Kevin, I am so glad to finally meet you." She answered so sweetly.

"Oh my goodness! You're breathtakingly beautiful, Kara. We now have another woman that will wrap us around her finger. Gianni, this baby needs to be a boy alright. We have enough women controlling us." Kevin joked. Everyone laughed. 

The day progressed and before long it was time for them to drive back. Delia and Shaun offered to let them stay, but Kara had to be at church early the next morning. So they hugged everyone goodbye and promised to drive back over soon.

"You have a black sister and brother." Kara asked. "I could strangle you. You know I was worried about that." She fussed

Gianni held her hand as he drove and gently kissed her knuckles. "Kara, I told you not to worry. They would love you, because they love me. Yes, my family is eclectic, but we love each other. That's what matters most. We don't see race in our family. OK." 

Kara sighed, "I wish my folks were..."

"Baby I know, when the people in your church look at me, all they all see a white boy, but I don't care. Your parents are struggling with my race as well. The only people who seem to like me are the twins. Kids amaze me; they don't see race like adults. Sweetness, none of that is important. All that matters to me is what you see. Tell me love, what do you see when you look at me?" he asked curious as to how she might answer.

Kara looked at him. Then she smiled and answered, "I see the man I'm falling in love with."

Dumbfounded, Gianni locked at her, "Damn girl, don't make me pull this car over." He whispered, as he kissed her knuckles. 

"Kara, Kara" he whispered. And then he continued to drive them home. Neither spoke for a while. They simply enjoyed being in each other.

Gianni drove up to the Johnson's home and helped Kara from the car. He walked her to the door, and was hoping to get invited in, but she was tired and needed to think. So he kissed her good night and went back to his apartment.

At his apartment, Gianni was alone and had time to think. Was he really in love with this girl, or was he in love with the idea of being in love? If she hadn't gotten pregnant, would they be together? He was expected to marry her in six weeks, was he really ready for that? Too many questions and doubts raced through his mind. Hours after climbing into bed, Gianni Russo knew one thing for sure. She was carrying his child and he would support them in always.

Kara went into her home and straight to her room after Gianni dropped her off. She knew he wanted to come in, but they'd spent the whole day together, and she needed space. She heard Daddy practicing his sermon. Mom and grandma were not home. Her sisters weren't there either. She started to call Shelia, but decided not to. She thought about Janice, and wondered why things were so difficult with her. 

She rarely visited, and when she did it was usually a family dinner and she always took the twins and left immediately afterwards. She knew Dad was part of the reason, but all Janice had to do was tell him who fathered her children. 

Not wanting to think anymore, Kara decided to watch a movie. She found one of her favorites and popped it in. Two hours later, Mom and Grandma came home. 

"I stopped by the girl's today. They'll be at church tomorrow." Donna explained to Otis as she waked into his office.

"That's nice. We can all show a united front. I'm calling Gianni to make sure he comes as well." He stated.

Donna smiled. "You like him, don't you?"

Her husband nodded, "He's young, but he's honorable. She will be cared for and loved. Never thought I'd like the guy touched my baby girl. I just started tolerating Shelia's husband. Janice, I just wish.... She'll trust me enough one day to tell. Now Gianni, he's a good guy, Donna. I can respect that." He concluded.

She nodded in agreement as they saw in his office. He worked on his sermon and she read for a while. They were waiting for Kara to come home..

Kara walked in and they all wanted to know how the visit went. They liked Gianni's family and were excited to hear what the rest of them were like.

Soon everyone was tired and they all went to bed. Kara couldn't sleep. She pondered, Did he really care about her, or was it just the circumstances. She thought of her sisters. Rodney was scared, but eventually he stood by Sharon and they married. Alicia was born and they seem to be happy enough.

Janice never named the father of her kids. And no guy ever came around. She moved out right after she had them. Kara knew in many ways she was lucky, but part of her wished she could be as strong as her sister.

A wedding date was had been set, and the day was fast approaching. Sharon and Darren came home and learned of the pending nuptials. She and Clemmie drove to meet Kara. The three women met for lunch, along with Kara's sisters. All five women became fast friends. They were all excited for Clemmie and her move to LA. Clemmie had put in a transfer request and was in the process of securing a position at a sister hospital on the west coast. She and Michal decided to have a winter wedding, to tie into the Christmas holiday. Their wedding would be after Gianni and Kara's. Michal had returned to his job, but he would be home to watch his younger brother marry.

Kevin was floored; all of his brothers were marrying, except him. He wasn't too worried, because right now he was focused on his career.

Four weeks passed, and Gianni was in class. He'd secured a small two bedroom apartment for them, and it was close enough that Kara could visit home as much as she needed too. Although they were together, and expecting, the two hadn't been intimate since the night there child was conceived. It wasn't for lack of attraction, but opportunity.

Reverend Johnson said no messing around, and he meant it. Gianni moved to the new apartment from the faculty apartments. This weekend, he and Kara, along with their mothers were shopping for basic furniture. Gianni was nervous, because he was on a strict budget, but shopping with Clemmie, Mom, and Ms. Delia had showed him women often went over limits.

Kara arrived at the apartment Friday after she got out of class. She loved the small spacious abode. Also she found herself in a state of rampant horniness.

He's my man right. I want him, and tonight he's mine."Gianni, I missed you today? I thought you were meeting me for lunch at Chik-Filet.?" She asked. 

Gianni could not breathe. He wanted this girl and the past four weeks hadn't helped. Her family was diligent about them being alone together. Usually one of her sisters, or a lady from the church would be with her. Tonight she'd shown up at their apartment alone.




Pay It Forward Ch. 08



She was asking him about lunch or something but really, he didn't understand, he had no blood left in his brain. Gianni shook himself. He had to get her away from him, or they were both screwed. He had given her father his word that they would not engage in any type of physical activity, and he intended to keep that promise. So aside from a few kisses and holding hands, they kept everything above board. He even went with her to the doctor's last week, and lightly caressed her stomach, but he kept his desires in check.

Now she was here in their apartment, alone, and so beautiful. He had to remind her of the boundaries that were set.

"Kara, who is with you? You know Reverend Johnson has stipulations about us being alone. Someone should be with you." He explained. He respected her father and was determined to abide by his edict. Although they were both well past the age of consent, Gianni was raised to respect and obey his elders.

Kara walked over to him and pushed him backward. He sat on one of the hard chairs he had available for now. She then sat facing him in his lap. The sight bulge of her stomach was barely noticeable between them. "Gianni, he doesn't know I'm here. He thinks I'm at the library. We have two whole hours before Shelia and Rodney pick me up." She said as she kissed him. Tasting the clear skin at his collar, she moaned,

Gianni caught her waist to help her strand, but she ground her pussy against his hardened cock. He moaned. He'd never wanted a woman this bad. "Kara, I gave my word. Nothing can happen: he hissed.

"Are you afraid you'll get me pregnant?" she chuckled. "Baby, that ship has sailed. Gianni, I need you. I need to be with you. We were drunk the last time, how do we know if we're any good. Let's practice. OK." She pleaded so prettily.

"Baby, baby, please. Two weeks, in two weeks we'll be married and I promise I am willing to do any and everything you are asking. But for now we need..."Ahhhhh" he moaned as she bit him.

"Gianni, I need you. I'm so hot. All I can think about is you." she hissed as she fought hastily to remove his clothes.

"Baby, I know you want me. I can feel your dick pressing into me. It's so big and hard Gianni. You know what, we don't have to do anything, just stick it in for a while. OK." She suggested.

"Kara, please, don't." and she reached and squeezed him through his slacks. Gianni lost it; he kissed her pulling her harder against him. He wanted her. She would be his wife soon. She carried his child. She needs him. He had to... Gianni lifted her and carried her to his bed. Kara laughed. "I won't tell daddy." she whispered.

He was too excited and he knew he's cum as soon as his cock touched her pussy. He had to get her off first. "We have to be quick. Undress." He ordered.

Kara was naked and laying back in seconds. Gianni looked at his Nubian goddess. She was absolutely breath-taking. The slight curve of her abdomen showed proof that his son or daughter grew there. He stopped and touched her stomach softly. Kara was awed by the sheer look of adoration on his face.

She reached and pulled him down to her where she kissed him, rolling him to his back, she straddled him. She positioned her pussy over his hard rod and rode them both into a screaming completion. As soon as her hot sheath covered him, Gianni was ready to blow. She moved and before he could utter a sound. He came hard shooting ropes and ropes of copious amounts of cum deep inside her.

They held each other, each panting and sated. Gianni started to apologize for coming so hard, so quick when Kara kissed him once more. Holding him close she whispered, "I knew it would be like that Gianni. I knew it would be special. That was amazing." 

Gianni started to replay when someone knocked on the door. He got up and threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt to answer.

"Don't answer it," Kara whispered. "Maybe they will go away."

"No, it might be something important. I have to see who's there." He replied

"Who is it?" he called tentatively.

"It's me, Shelia. I know Kara is here open the door." She demanded.

"Ok, give me a second." He answered as he looked up and saw his love dressed in one of his shirts.

"Baby, it's your sister. She's looking for you." He whispered. "You might want to dress."

He then went back and opened the door. Shelia barged in, "Kara, take a shower, dress, and get your behind out here."

Furious at being found, Kara walked out of the bedroom wear Gianni's white shirt. "Shelia, what are you doing here? Are you following me now?" she demanded.

"Yes, little sis. We wouldn't want your fiancé to knock you up now would we?" She asked then laughed. "Little girl, shower, and dress. You know Daddy wants you home before ten. And you can't go home smelling like your man."

Kara stormed off to the bathroom. Shelia looked at Gianni. Your Mom will be here in the morning right. Better change the bed sheets. Believe me she'll know you've been fucking. Gianni turned beet red. He was so embarrassed to be found out so quickly.

"Shelia, are you going to tell Rev.-" She stopped him. 

"Gianni, I think his rules are silly, but it makes him feel like he's parenting to have them. That's why I dropped her off all alone and left her for a few minutes. She needed you as much as you needed her. So am I telling daddy. Hell no. It's not his business. But you need to make sure you wipe that I just got laid look off your face." She laughed when she saw he was again embarrassed. "Yep, it's the same look Rodney was wearing this morning."

Kara walked in freshly showered and dressed. She walked over to Gianni and hugged him. I'll miss you tomorrow. Then they kissed after which Kara and Shelia left. On the ride home, Shelia had to mess with her. "So, how was it?" she asked.

Kara smiled. "I am one lucky woman. I'll tell you that much." Both women laughed as they drove on home.

The next morning, all three women woke Gianni up with a list of items they needed to buy. After several hours, their entire house was furnished, as well as the nursery for the baby.

Kara was ordered to sit and the men were called over to help organize the furniture. Soon the entire apartment was set up and Gianni and Kara admired their new home. They held each other close as they took in every little piece that was added.

Maria stayed the night and Donna and Kara went home. Kara had another's doctor's appointment before their wedding. Gianni went with her because he had some questions for her doctor as well. The doctor assured them that Kara was fine and they could enjoy their first night an s man and wife. Just don't do anything to extreme he joked.

After her appointment, Kara was fitted for her gown. Their wedding was two days away and it was not a big affair, just family. 

Kara put her gown on and looked at her reflection, she hated what she saw. "I'm not going out there. Look at me. I'm fat. I'm fat and ugly!" she declared hiding in a bathroom stall at the church crying.

"You are not fat, and you are not ugly." Donna reassured her. Delia and Maria came in and talked to her as well.

No one could get her to budge. Finally Janice had enough. Kara was so lucky. This man loved her despite her childish ways. He stood by her and was willing to give her his name. She needed to quit being a brat and grow up.

"Momma, Ms. Delia, Ms. Maria let me talk to her." Janice asked calmly. 

Shelia walked in and Janice asked her to be quiet.

"Kara, what is wrong? You have a man that loves you. He will move heaven and earth for you, and you're crying over a dress." She exhaled. "I never knew you were such a scaredy cat."

"I'm not. Just Janice, my stomach is huge. He might be disgusted." Kara whined.

Shelia laughed, "Um baby girl, did he complain about your stomach last night.?" 

Kara gasped, "You promised not to tell."

"Girl in less than fifteen minutes, you'll be married. The only person that would care would be Daddy and believe me, no one will tell him. Do you want Gianni to think you changed your mind?"

Kara smiled, "No. I love him. I wasn't sure at first, but now I can't be without him." She opened the door and faced both of her sisters, "Let's go. I have to marry my man."

Reverend Johnson didn't officiate the wedding, because he asked the associate pastor of the church to do so. He wanted to walk his baby down the aisle. Shaun and Delia smiled. They were happy for the young couple and would make sure to be there anytime they needed help. 

The ceremony was short and sweet. Soon, the newly married couple greeted the world. Shaun had a gift for them, but he'd hold off. He'd give them a small one for now. He walked over to Gianni and handed him a card. Gianni read the card as tears formed in his eyes. It had the very same message Mr. Macgregor had given him years ago when he was a scared kid whose life was headed to ruin.

Gianni hugged his mentor, and thanked him. Not just thanked him, but he said something that made Shaun's heart soar.

"Thank you Dad. Thank you" Gianni whispered. "That title that name, meant more to Shaun MacGregor than all the riches in the world. He simply hugged him back and said. "Son, you're welcome."

Michal stood over to the side and witnessed the exchanged, smiling as tears shimmered in his eyes. His heart pounded at Gianni's utterance. Delia walked over and embraced her boy. "Are you alright, son?" she asked.

"Mom, I'm fine. I have three brothers, two awesome sisterss, and will marry the most beautiful woman on the planet of a few months. You and Dad have given me so much, so I don't mind sharing you and Dad with them. Gianni's right, he is his dad too." He explained.

Delia hugged her son as Clemmie walked over. Michal kissed his fiancé and said, I am a little jealous. We need to elope so Kevin won't beat us getting married next. Or even JJ." He joked.

"Clemmie laughed, "Um, baby. We have time. I love you." She kissed him and they soon forgot all of in the room.

Darren and Sharon congratulated the new couple and were about to leave. Darren wanted time alone with his new wife and she promised if he behaved, he'd get a treat. It was time to collect.

"Gia, man congratulations. You take care of her and that baby, alright." He said as he spoke with his younger brother. 

"Let me guess. You're leaving early, right." Gianni teased.

"Um, hell yea, Ooops,man I'm in a church." Darren grumbled. "Sharon goes back to work tomorrow so I need to store up..." Gianni laughed.

"Say no more. I actually understand now." He answered cutting off Darren's explanation. Both men laughed and bid farewell. Gianni spoke with Sharon and wished her the best,. His sister kissed his cheek as she blushed and followed her amorous husband from the fellowship dinner.

Gianni held Kara close as Kevin walked up behind them. He was about to make his exit as well. He loved his family, but for some reason watching Gianni marry affected him deeply. He felt as if he wasn't really needed anymore. Shaun noticed and moved to speak with him. Kevin assured Shaun he was fine and made his excuses to leave. Shaun let him go, but a part of him still worried.

Soon the festivities ended and the bride and groom left for their weekend getaway. The Macgregor's, Maria, and the Johnson's stood together as they watched their children drive off.

"Sunday evening, we're having dinner with all the kids before the kids separate. Why don't you all come. Bring your lovely daughters as well. I think it's time we all got together." Delia suggested and Donna agreed.

"I have service Sunday night, Donna. I have to-" she looked at him and frowned.

He smiled, "I'll ask Pastor Troy to preach instead. Shaun and Delia, we'd be honored to join you." He answered.

Shaun chuckled thinking,  He really thinks he's making the decisions.

Lizzie laughed. She was so happy for her granddaughter. Kara worked so hard to please others. It was time she had a little happiness for herself.

Janice called her twins and they left, but not before her baby sister gave her a big hug and thanked her for being there.

The twins were all over Gianni. They loved him. He spent so much time with them and little Alicia, that no one doubted that he'd be a great father. Everyone watched as Tracy begged her Uncle Gianni to take her with them. Gianni smiled at the beautiful four year old angel and spoke softly. No one knew what he said, but whatever it was, Tracy's eyes lit up as she hugged her new uncle. Trey, her twin, stood beside his uncle and promised him he'd look out for his sister and Mom like he taught him. Two year old Alicia, not wanting to miss out, had to give her new uncle a big kiss as well. 

The older ones laughed at their antics, and Reverend Johnson thanked God for bringing such a fine young man into his family. Shaun loved the kids. Ever since they'd met he and Delia had decided to spoil all of them. The first time Shaun met Janice the twins' mother, he was awed by the quiet strength of the woman. He never asked her about the father of the twins, but like her father, if he ever found out who the man was, and learned that he'd crushed this young girl, he would make him pay.

Her sister Shelia and her husband Rodney were equally as nice. Shelia was also very protective of her sister as well. Being the oldest of all three girl's she secretly blamed herself for the pain Janice had gone through.

Ever observant, he noticed the strained relationship between Janice and her father. He actually spoke with Otis and learned the man felt like a failure. Someone hurt his child and she didn't trust him enough to protect her. So they often argued. He hated their strained relationship, but one day he'd earn her trust once again.

He looked at Gianni with the twins again and deep inside he smiled. It seemed that the youngest one of all was living what he tried to teach. He was reaching out to two kids who didn't have a father, and in the best way he could. He would be there for them. He was paying his kindness by helping these two small children.

Delia saw her husband watching the twins so intently, and she wondered what he was thinking.

"Shaun, do you regret not having more children?" she asked. It was a moot point for them now, they both were almost fifty. 

"Love, you gave me a wonderful son. And in all of our years together, you have been a perfect wife. Even when I brought three kids home, and people told you they were criminals, you opened your heart to them. Hell, you even found your own daughter. Honestly, we have five kids. Now it's time for us to enjoy our grandkids." He laughed. "Delia, I love you." He whispered as he kissed her before they decided to go home. 

Michal and Clem were driving back to her apartment. He'd stay with her tonight and fly back to LA the next day. He hated leaving her. In a few months they'd be married and moving together to LA. 

Laying in bed, Clem saw that Michal was distracted. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just wish you could go home with me." He whispered. "I hate going back without you."

"I miss you went you leave, but I'll be with you for good in a few months." She kissed him. "Let me see if I can take your mind off of leaving me." She moaned as she climbed on top of him. No more words were needed as Michal gladly let his lover distract him.

Clemmie kissed her way down his chest to his rock hard cock, She loved Michal's cock. It was perfectly formed and tasted divine. Her mouth watered at the taste of him. Slowly she tasted his member, taking him deep into the back of her mouth.

Michal wanted to cum, but nit in her mouth. He wanted to be buried balls deep inside his woman., "Clem, wait, baby, please. I want to be inside you." She stopped and looked at him. 

"Michal," she whispered, "Yes," as she climbed on top of him., She slowly slid onto his cock and rode her man to completion. Michal loved the feel of his woman loving him. He couldn't hold back and was about to erupt. "CLEM!" he shouted as he exploded deep inside of her. She lay on his chest, in the safety of his arms. 

"Baby, will you stop talking the pills when we marry?" he asked. After watching Gianni with the kids today, Michal wanted to start his family. Clemmie hugged him. She loved this man and would be so happy when their child was conceived. 

"Baby, yes, yes. I want babies with you." She whispered as they kissed once more. 

"Well, we need to practice making babies' right?" Michal suggested. Rolling her over and covering her body with his. 

Kevin was back at his townhouse recalling the events of the day. He was happy for Gianni, but for the first time he felt alone. He loved his family, and he wanted what all three of his brothers had found. He could find women. Most women would be with him just because he was successful. All how had to do was buy them a gift and they'd flock to him. A few even tried to trap him, but he was careful when he slept with any woman. 

If he wasn't prepared, nothing happened. That's why Gianni's predicament tickled him. But it was obvious that they were head over heels in love. Darren was so gone for his wife, but Sharon was a great woman. Michal and Clemmie were destined to be together from since they were kids.

Kevin looked at the time. It was after midnight and he was bored. He thought about work. He always arrived at work early. The alone time was needed before whichever secretary that was assigned to him showed up. People didn't like working with him. Gender didn't matter, male or female, they kept crying and quitting. His last secretary quit Friday, Buffy, Bunny, some ridiculous name. So many names, that he forgot them instantly. Mrs. Rosenthorn was the only person that stayed. She pointed out to him that she was too old to deal with his bluster, so he treaded lightly around her. He liked her, because she never tried to change him. 

Kevin was off Sunday, and he knew he was expected to join the family for dinner Sunday night. He was actually looking forward to seeing everyone again, which for him was different. Then he yawned and was ready to sleep. Sharon had to report in Sunday morning, so he'd stop by Darren's and visit with him. They would both give Michal a ride to the airport. He smiled, people thought he didn't like people, but he loved being with his brothers.

Yawning and stretching, Kevin looked around his spacious room. Then he quickly fell asleep. Dreaming of the day he'd find the right woman for himself. She would be meek, and quiet. She would be lovely and generous. She would love him completely and be willing to dedicate herself to him. She would be the most beautiful woman in the world. And she would be his.

Thank you for reading. Your support is appreciated.



Pay It Forward Ch. 09



We have one more chapter to go. We break away from the boys a bit in this one, but they show a united front. Simply read and enjoy. Thank you for following this tale. 

A special thanks to Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are my fault and not his, as I tweaked it a bit after I got it back.

Now: Chapter 9. IR2R

Sunday morning dawned bright and sunny. Janice had to rush to answer her phone. Whoever was calling was insistent. "Hello," she answered breathlessly. "Um, just what I like to hear. That's how you sounded when I finished with you the last time", his voice boasted.

Janice froze. She clenched her fist. She hated this man. Whenever she saw him and had to pretend to tolerate him, her skin crawled. "What do you want, Deacon? Look, deacon, I am not-", she stated with false bravado. Five years after her night with him, she tried to forget. Even when she had his children, she never said his name. Now he called her. 

"Shut up," he growled. "The board is tired of your Daddy. They want him out. Guess what? I'm the deciding vote. I have a proposition for you. That church is your daddy's life work. Letting those homos in was his first mistake. Then you got pregnant, I kept him there as a favor for my baby's momma. Right after you got knocked up, your sweet innocent sister, Shelia, let Old Rod pop her cherry and got a bun in her oven as well. Now, baby girl Kara did the same thing, with a white boy, no less. Just because Kara married that boy, it doesn't change anything; the feelings are the same. The board wants him out." He chuckled. "Little girl, I know you love your daddy. You'll do anything to protect him, right. I want three nights with you. I don't care how you do it. Leave the brats with your momma, but give me three nights, and your daddy can keep his church." 

She exclaimed, "Hell no! I am not some scared eighteen year old girl. You will not use me like you-". 

He cut her off, "I'll tell daddy I found out who fathered your brats. Imagine how upset he'll be when I tell him that drug dealer, Treymaine, knocked you up. You did name the boy Treymon. I'll tell him I found out and I tried to make him man up, but he came after me right? After all he did attack me. I guess your thug boyfriend thought he could defend your honor. Why else would he do that Janice? You know he didn't want you dating that boy. He'll believe me, and you know it. I'll let you think about it, so before you say No; just think on how that news will hurt your daddy. Besides, I was your first. A girl never forgets her first. See you later, lover." He whispered, blew her a kiss, and then hung up.

Janice collapsed on the couch. Oh, God! What am I going to do? I have to tell daddy the truth. He'll be so mad, but he believes everything Deacon Virgil tells him. The truth will kill him. But I can't be with that man again. I hate him. He is not a Christian; he's evil. I wish he'd never found out about Treymaine. She thought as she cried to herself, tears streaming down her dark cheeks. For five years, she kept this secret. She didn't want to hurt her father this way, but she couldn't let this man use her again. Janice didn't know what to do, but she knew she had to do something.

Trey ran in and stopped, "Mamma, what's wrong. Why are you crying?" He asked hugging her, trying to make her feel better. He was scared, but Uncle Gianni said he had to protect his Momma and sister. Momma was crying so much; he'd never seen her cry this hard. He wished Uncle Gianni was here, but he and Aunt Kara went away for a while. Trey remembered that Uncle Gianni said to call grandpa if he ever got scared. 

"Nothing, baby. I'm OK. Let's make you breakfast." She hugged her son close. She looked at her little boy, and realized that he looked like Virgil. She never noticed how much her baby looked like that man. But he was hers, and it didn't matter. She'd protect her children from that bastard, no matter what it took. Janice hugged her son, and kissed the top of his head. Gianni told him to look out for her and Tracy. Her little man did just that. "Hey, do you and your sister want pancakes this morning? I feel like pancakes with strawberries, Ok." Trey nodded and Janice smiled. Then she stood to and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for them. 

So when Mom left out, he dialed the number Uncle Gianni had taught him. "Hello" Reverend answered. 

"Grandpa, someone called Momma and scared her. She was on the phone and they made her cry." he explained, being brave and trying not to cry. Reverend was concerned, "Troy can you look at the phone and see the last number that called?" He asked. "Yes sir, it was 666-555-9999. She's really scared grandpa", he told him.

He knew that number. This was one of his most trusted Deacons, Virgil Cunnings. He looked over at the wall and saw a picture of the twins when they were first brought home. "Look at the boy. Look closely", a small voice told him. He did. That child had that man's eyes and nose. That bastard was the man that took advantage of his little girl. "Donna, I'm headed over to see Janice. I need to talk to her.", he called out. Then he left and rushed to his daughter's apartment. Five minutes later, he was beating on the door.

"Who is it?" Janice called out hesitantly, praying Deacon Virgil was not outside her apartment. "It's me, your father. Open the door, Janice, we need to talk", he answered. She quickly opened the door for her father. One look at his face and she knew he was furious. "Are you OK? Are the twins OK? ", he asked first. On cue both children came in and hugged their grandpa, Troy held on a little tighter than usual. 

"They're fine, daddy. Why are you here? Daddy is everything alright?" she asked, concerned now that he was watching her intently.

"Virgil Cunnings, is he their father?" he asked in a voice so low and serious. Janice was too afraid to speak. 

"Daddy, how did you-? I never meant for you to know", she whispered as tears of shame spilled down her cheeks. Trey immediately tried to get between her and his grandfather, but Otis stopped him.

"Listen son, I would never hurt your mother, but someone did. I need to find out whom. Can you take your sister back to the kitchen so we can talk? I promise I won't hurt her, alright?" He asked calmly, but he was feeling anything but. Virgil had an ass whooping coming, and he was going to deliver today. Trey nodded and he and Tracy went back into the dining area.

Janice stood sobbing, ashamed, humiliated that her secret was exposed. He stood and held his daughter as she cried and recalled events that he'd forgotten from five years ago. The church was upset that he'd let a gay couple join. They wanted to fire him as pastor. For weeks he'd talked with board members begged even. Virgil Cunnings was the main one who wanted him gone. Janice came home late one night, and he knew something was wrong. The next Sunday, he was reinstated as pastor. Virgil was the deciding vote. Two months later, they learned of her pregnancy, but she wouldn't name the boy.

He began to shake, furious that this man used his child this way. He then apologized. He cried as he held her and apologized for how he'd treated her for the last five years. He swore to her that man would never hurt her again, and he would not come near her children. Janice was no longer sobbing, just quiet. Her dad told her she was safe, and she believed him.

"Sweetheart, we must go to church. Can you dress Tracy? I want you with me today. There is something I must do", he stated. He was tired of all the chaos at Greater Tabernacle, and as pastor he had to end it. Learning this news placed the final nail in the coffin for him. 

Janice knew her father would confront Virgil. This man could ruin him. "Daddy, no! He's evil and he'll have you thrown out. You've preached at Greater Tabernacle for the last twenty-five years. Don't do anything", she pleaded.

"Janice, why did he call?" He asked quietly. She looked away. She didn't want to answer. He knew; she didn't have to say a thing, he knew. "Do you think I can let him get away with this? Do you think I cannot protect you; protect my grandchildren? Have I failed you so badly that you don't trust me to keep you safe? He will not use you again. Hear me Janice? Never again", he vowed as he pulled his daughter into the safe cocoon of his arms. "Now sweetheart, get dressed and dress Tracy. I'll dress Trey. We go in as a family today." 

"OK, daddy," she answered. When her father took that tone, it was pointless to argue. Janice and the twins rode with Otis to his home. They entered and the kids rushed to see their grandma and grandmere. 

Janice came in and greeted her mother and grandmother. They both knew something was wrong. Lizzie took one look at her face and said, "He knows, doesn't he? Good, you don't need to protect that bastard", she hissed. Then she hugged her granddaughter.

Donna followed her husband upstairs. It was clear he was upset, but she knew it wasn't with their daughter. "Otis, what's wrong", she asked. He broke down and it scared her. She held her husband as he cried. After a while the whole truth was out and Donna was equally upset. Virgil Cunnings had to suffer. While they were talking, Shelia and Rodney stopped by with their daughter, Alicia. Seeing her grandmother hold a sobbing Janice, Shelia became distraught. Lizzie assured her Janice wasn't hurt. 

Then Janice whispered, "Daddy found out the truth. He knows who fathered the twins."

Shelia was dumbfounded. Janice never told anyone who fathered those two children. She was too upset to talk, so she had to see her father. Rodney stopped his wife from going upstairs, so she waited. "Shelia, wait. Let them come downstairs. Give them time. Let's check on the kids alright" Rodney soothed his distraught spouse. The two of them took Alicia and checked on the twins. Eventually their parents came down, dressed for church. Dad was more subdued than usual. He hugged both girls. He held Janice a bit longer, for he felt he needed to apologize again.

As they were leaving, his phone rang. Shaun decided to call to remind them of the dinner that night. The pastor didn't sound right, so Shaun asked what was wrong. He replied, "Its family business. We'll see you tonight. We have to get to church." Then he hung up.

Shaun didn't like it. Something was wrong. He immediately called Darren. Michal and Kevin were with him, as they were driving Michal to the airport. The boys turned around and went to their father. "Something is wrong in Bradford. I want to go down there, and I want you three with me", he explained. So kissing Delia on the cheek, the four men headed to check on their new family.

The Johnson's arrived at church, everyone welcomed them. The pastor went to his office and prayed. Virgil came in, spoke to everyone, and asked had Pastor Johnson arrived. He looked across the sanctuary and saw Janice. He smiled at her, as she visibly cringed. Otis Johnson was in deep meditation when a few minutes later, the one man he now despised walked into his office. Forcing his anger down, the Reverend explained to his head Deacon that due to a family issue, he wasn't preaching today. 

"Well, pastor, whose preaching? Pastor Troy is taking your place tonight. I think it's real inconsiderate of you to just shirk your duty." Virgil griped, thinking, This man is an idiot. He really thinks he's running this church. I can take this church from him whenever I want. It's a good thing I like his little girl. Damn, that girl is the best I've ever had. I might marry her. Who knows? He'll gladly welcome me into his family. Let me pacify this idiot. 

"Pastor Johnson, is everything alright? I know your youngest got married yesterday, but that was expected. I mean no one really faults you or the lovely Donna for her-" Virgil froze. Otis gave him a looked that dared him to say another word. Virgil was anything but foolish; he knew when to shut up. Otis used every ounce of strength he had not to knock that pompous bastard out. Donna walked in and Virgil glared at her. It seemed, as with his daughters, Pastor Johnson also had no control over his wife. Then he smiled as he received a cool reception from the first lady of the church.

"Well, let me go and greet the members as well as the rest of your family. How are your lovely daughters, Shelia, Kara and oh yes Janice, of course?" Virgil stated snidely, as he stood to leave his office.

"My girls are fine, sir. If you will excuse me I need to talk to my wife," he answered. After Virgil left, Donna and Otis held each other close. He shook with pent up fury, and they prayed. Soon, he composed himself and was ready to do what needed to be done.

Service started and Pastor Johnson entered the pulpit in his suit. He didn't don his ceremonial robes. The congregation gasped. As he approached the pulpit, he seemed solemn and sad. "Good morning, everyone. Let us pray." He led the church in a short prayer. This action was completely off the script, and the members were confused. Pastor Johnson, took out a piece of paper, and began to read. 

"Brothers and sisters, I stand before you today, asking for your forgiveness. I have failed you as your pastor, as I have failed my children as a father. I allowed evil to fester here, and it has now taken root. I became so full of myself, that I lost sight of who really is in control." The crowd gasped. Everyone was looking around. Virgil was steaming. But he continued to speak. "Some information came to me this morning, and shone a light on my own arrogance. You see, God can elevate you, but when you forget that he's the one that brought you up. He will knock you right back down." Shaun and his sons walked in. Johnson smiled and nodded, but he kept speaking. "Welcome, Shaun, boys. I'm glad you made it." He greeted his friends.

He asked his grandchildren, "Trey, Tracy, will you two come here please?" Janice started to move when he stopped her. "Janice, I would never hurt my grandkids. I promise." The two small kids joined their grandfather, and he picked them up. "These two are my first grandbabies, and I love them with all that I have in me. These children are innocent and should be protected. That's where I went wrong. I failed to protect the most vulnerable amongst us." He then smiled at his daughter. 

Trey wanted down, and he almost dropped him when Virgil rushed up and took the child from him. Inside he was seething. "Trey, give brother Virgil a kiss for me." Janice gasped as Trey did as his grandfather instructed. He smiled and said, "Nothing is sweeter than a son kissing his father on the cheek." A collective gasped rose throughout the sanctuary as what he said sank in. 

Virgil froze and started to speak when Reverend Johnson stopped him. "You called my daughter to try and take advantage of her again. She was a child, only eighteen, and you stole her youth. She kept your secret, and I can only imagine what that did to her, but it stops now. You used me and my love for this church against my daughter, to bend her to your twisted needs. You won't use her again. I resign as pastor of this church, effective immediately." He exhaled as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Virgil, I promise you this, you will not come near my daughter or my grandchildren again, or I promise, you'll feel something worse than embarrassment." He finished.

"Pastor Johnson, she lied. You know me." Virgil pleaded as they walked out. But Pastor Johnson kept walking, ignoring him. In anger Virgil yelled out "All of your girls are sluts. She came after me." That was the wrong move. Kevin had heard enough and at this point. He slugged Virgil, knocking him over two pews, as the family proceeded to leave the church. The church erupted into chaos as he and his family stood and walked out of the church. The other deacons turned on Virgil demanding answers, as Associate Pastor, Troy moved to the pulpit to reestablish order. He asked everyone to just sit quietly and give them a chance to get things in order. Thirty minutes later, he delivered a sermon to a building that was mostly vacated. When Pastor Johnson walked out, many of his true followers walked out with him. 

Pastor Troy ended service early. Shaun and his sons followed the Johnson's back to their home. Once they arrived, the men talked and Shaun learned the truth. He sat with his friend as he prayed for strength. After Johnson got himself under control, Shaun asked one question. "Otis, is there anything I can do? If you want to press charges, I can get you the best attorneys. He needs to-" His voice was so cold and deadly, that Reverend looked at him twice. 

"No, sir. Vengeance is mine said the Lord", he stated. "I want to beat the crap out of him, but it won't change what he did to her. He has been exposed, and believe me, he will suffer. You see Shaun, God can punish a culprit much better than we can." He explained, "I know you are my friend, and I appreciate it. As a man of faith, I have to stand still and let God fight this battle." 

Shaun was awed. He knew he'd have to find a way to hurt the man. If this was his child, someone would be in jail right now. This man's faith was strong, as was his children. He nodded, and decided to respect Johnson's wishes. Darren, Michal, and Kevin were talking with the others, and all seemed well. Darren was talking Ms. Lizzie into making him a lunch. Michal was talking with Janice and Shelia, while Kevin spoke quietly with Rodney. All of the adults were watching the three younger ones. Darren's hunger won and Lizzie made sandwiches for the hungry brood. Shaun invited everyone to drive home with him early and that way they could stay for dinner. Michal was catching a later flight home, so he'd get to see Clemmie before he left for good. Darren convinced him that when they got back, they needed to stop by the hospital to check on their women. Michal agreed with him wholeheartedly. Kevin laughed at how besotted they were.

A few hours later, the entire brood arrived back at the MacGregor home. Delia and Mrs. Kingston made sure their guest felt welcome. Michal and Darren went to the hospital. Kevin wanted to head back to his house, but Shaun recruited him to help serve as host. Reluctantly, he complied and stayed. It wasn't so bad. He liked talking with Rodney and the kids were cute.

Meanwhile at the hospital, Michal and Darren were disturbing the nurses asking for their mates. Jeffrey heard they were there and asked that they be sent to his office. On the way, they ran into JJ, and they spoke as he was on his rounds. They reminded him about the dinner. Soon they were walking into the head of Surgery's Office, Jeffrey did not look happy.

"You two young men cannot come down here to distract your women. Michal, you're stealing Clemmie in a few months and I hate that, but guys, they both have a job to do. Go home, and wait. They will get off later. Wait, Michal, I thought you were heading back to LA today?" It was then they explained about their visit to the church. Jeffrey listened and decided to call Shaun when they left. He and Shaun spoke and he assured his friend that he had his support.

Soon the children became cranky and needed a nap. Delia had the girls to put them in one of the bedrooms on the first floor. Kara called to check in. They were going to a resort for a few days and would be home soon. Shelia answered. "Hey big Sis. I don't need any advice-", Kara froze. Shelia unloaded, as both women wept for their sister. Gianni was immediately concerned. "No! Oh my God! He resigned. He loves that church! Wait. What!? That bastard! Poor Janice, is she alright?" Kara paused. "We haven't left yet. We're coming over. I'll tell Gianni." Kara paused again. "No Shelia, I want to be there for her. She wants to talk to you." She handed Gianni the phone. 




Pay It Forward Ch. 09



"Hey Shelia, what's wrong?" Gianni asked. He was floored when Shelia told him all that occurred. "Look, Kara and I will be over in a few minutes. I'll call and cancel the reservations. We can go..." Shelia refused to allow them to miss their honeymoon. 

"No, no Gianni. We are not in Bradford now; we're at your parent's home. Mr. MacGregor came and we came down early. We were having dinner here anyway. So go to the retreat, and enjoy your time together. I'll call later if anything new comes up. There's nothing you can do right now", she explained. 

Gianni asked, "Who's at the house, Darren, Kevin?" He needed to talk to one of his brothers. "Kevin is here." Shelia smiled. "He's talking with Rodney. Darren and Michal went to the hospital to see their wives." 

He said, "That figures. Shelia, can I speak with Kevin?" She called Kevin and gave him the phone. The two brothers talked and Kevin assured him he'd watch out for his news.

As he hung up, he looked at the gathering of people, and smiled. He then looked at Janice. She was sitting in a corner, quiet, as her grandmother spoke with her softly. He resolved that Virgil would pay. He and his brothers would make sure he did. Then he sipped the drink he was nursing as Rodney walked up and noticed that he was watching Janice.

"Kevin, he'll pay. I promise. No one hurts someone like he did her. And then tries that shit again." Rodney took a deep breath and said, "First, we need to make sure Janice and the kids are safe from him, then we'll beat him within an inch of his life." Kevin nodded in agreement. 

Delia, being a perfect hostess, suggested the watch some movies until dinner. So the adults went to the in home theater. Not being used to having small kids around, they soon discovered that they had no child friendly movies. Shaun laughed and he and Rev Johnson agreed to take all three kids to the park for a few hours. The kids were excited about going out with grandpa. 

Four hours later, the group was preparing to go to dinner. Michal and Darren had returned earlier and the young men played hoops. Dr. Simms and his wife Sara stopped by as well. They were gracious and kind. Soon Sharon and Clemmie came home. They were sieged by their men and for a few minutes and were preoccupied. Soon after, JJ came over. He was introduced to everyone and was just as gracious as his parents. The group sat down for dinner, and Janice was talking a bit more. The children had a blast, and soon were ready for ice cream. Jeffrey noticed his son was unusually quiet. He looked at him and nudged his wife. For the entire dinner, JJ eyes never left the face of the lovely young woman that was sitting across from him.

Jeffrey Simms, Jr. , JJ, watched Janice Johnson. She was such a lovely girl, and he couldn't understand why any man would want to hurt her the way that guy did. He knew his new friends would get payback, and he was in. Besides, he liked her. She was a good person and needed someone to stand up for her. The creep would pay.

Soon the dinner ended, and everyone was leaving. Reverend Johnson thanked Shaun for allowing them sanctuary for the day. Everyone hugged and said goodbye. JJ was smitten. He knew her name. He knew she lived in Bradford. She also had two children. He wasn't sure if she was a woman he wanted to pursue. But he'd do something he'd never done before, he'd be her friend. JJ thanked everyone for inviting him, and then he left. 

Time passed and JJ made it his business to keep in touch with Janice. She was a single mom, and he was still playing around, so becoming involved romantically was not a good idea. He loved her twins. Trey was his little man and Tracy was his princess. He made sure every time he saw her, he did something with the twins. 

He recalled the first time she was asked out by a guy she worked with, and she refused, but the guy asked again. JJ felt she needed to meet someone special, so he talked her into going out with the man. He informed the others and they all checked the guy out. He was a member of the church, but a decent guy. JJ didn't like him. Janice dated him for a few months, but things didn't work. JJ dated as well, but he dated less frequently. He'd rather be with Janice and the twins. He advised her on dealing with guys, and she listened to him whine about his girlfriends. When his parent's had their thirtieth anniversary party, Janice was his date. When her parent's celebrated their anniversary, JJ was there and he had a blast. Jeffrey and Sara liked Janice, and they adored the twins. They wondered how long would it take before their son realized, his heart was taken.

Kara's pregnancy advanced and she would soon give birth. Everyone was excited. Gianni was a nervous wreck. He'd actually turned down an internship in England, because he couldn't fathom being away from his wife and child. One night as they slept, Kara felt a sharp pain. It was time. Gianni rushed her to the hospital and called Donna. She called everyone else and the entire clan descended. Four hours later, Giovanni Merino Russo was welcomed into the world. The baby was beautiful. Gianni took one look at his son, and fell in love instantly.

Kara and Gianni were at home with Giovanni and everyone was content. Clemmie got great news and was able to transfer to a sister hospital in LA. One weekend, she Sharon, and Delia headed out to visit and help her finish setting up the house. While they were there, Delia decided to check in on her big brother, Dane. He was happy to hear from his baby sister. They actually were invited to dinner, and Michal didn't want to go.

When they arrived at his uncle's home, his housekeeper Penelope greeted them. She was a bit standoffish, but did her best to make them feel welcomed. "Well, well, well, if it's not the black sheep of the family, hey little sister." Dane greeted his sister with a hug. "Are you still married to that cretin?" 

"Hey, that's my dad!' Michal interjected, ready to defend his dad. Laughing, Dane answered, 

"Hell I know, you're acting just like him." He exhaled. "Welcome to my home. Even though, I'm hurt that it took you over three years to come over. How long have you been in LA nephew?" 

Michal bristled, "Well, I've been busy. I have to work."

Looking beside him, Dane changed tactics, "And who are these lovely ladies?" Michal quickly wrapped a possessive arm around Clemmie. 

"This is my fiancé Clem." Michal answered, wrapping a possessive arm around his lovely fiancé. Then just as protectively he introduced his sister, " This is my sister-in-law Sharon." 

Delia laughed. "Dane, you are too old. Stop flirting, besides they are family, remember that." She asked, "Where are my nephew and niece?" 

Dane, too laughed at Michal's possessiveness, but he understood. He even felt a bit jealous. "Well, Simon can't make it tonight; I'm sure a woman is the real cause. As for Marley, she is in Europe. She's been there for a few months. I'm going to find a new wife and have some more kids. Maybe I'll get it right this time." 

Delia laughed and Michal relaxed. The family enjoyed dinner. At the end, Dane asked about the wedding. He was a bit hurt, when Clem realized a big error. "Mr. Dane, will you come to our wedding?" she asked sweetly. 

Dane's eyes lit up. Then he glanced at his sister. "Yes. My dear, I'd be honored." She hugged him. As he hugged his sister, he whispered, "Tell Shaun I'm coming for a visit. Tell him to please don't shoot me. I was invited this time." Delia laughed as she hugged her big brother and promise to protect him from her husband.

Once they arrived back at Michal and Clemmie's home, Delia hugged her daughter, and thanked her for that small act of kindness. Time passed and Clemmie and Michal's wedding was fast approaching. They asked Reverend Johnson to officiate. 

Things at Greater Tabernacle had calmed down. The other deacons investigated and learned the true nature of Virgil Cunnings. They learned that Janice was not the only woman he took advantage of. He was expelled from the Deacon board and asked to leave the church. Pastor Johnson was asked to come back and lead the church. He refused, but after being home for a month and driving Donna and his mother crazy. Donna sent him back to the church and he was once again reinstated as pastor.

The day before the wedding, Dane came. Shaun couldn't stand his brother. When he arrived, Delia made Shaun promise not to hit him. Dane greeted his sister with a hug and told her that he'd brought his son, Simon with him. Simon was tall, and with thick black hair, he and Michal could have been twins. Delia hugged her nephew and welcomed him into her home. Simon graciously returned her hug and thanked her. Shaun greeted his brother-in-law with a gruff handshake. He also welcomed Simon into their home. Simon acknowledged his uncle and wondered where his cousin was. 

He asked his aunt where Michal was. He rarely talked to his cousin when he was in LA. They took great pains to avoid each other. She told him and he headed down to the gym where the guys were working out. On his way, he ran into Clemmie, Sharon, and the other women who were actually going out for the day. Kara was there but cranky, because of lack of sleep. Her son, Giovanni, had not quite adapted to a decent sleep schedule. But that little boy was the apple of her eye. She was apprehensive about leaving him with his dad for the day.

As if on cue, Gianni walked in carrying the cutest little boy. Kara's face lit up as she collected their son from his father. Everyone laughed. "Um excuse me, I'm looking for Michal." He interjected. All of the women looked at him and gasped. 

He looked so much like Michal, Clem had to look twice. "Um, you must be Simon. I'm Clem, Michal's fiancé. He didn't tell me you were coming", she explained. 

Simon smiled. He was quite used to garnishing second looks from many women. He knew he was one handsome specimen, as was his cousin. "I'm crashing your wedding. He didn't know I would be here. So, where is my lucky cousin?"

"Um, right behind you." Clem answered smiling removing her hand from his and moving quickly to Michal's side. She could tell from the angry furrowed frown on his face that he didn't like this man tuching her.

"Simon, what a surprise? I see you managed to come out of your cave. I wasn't expecting you for my wedding, however, you are welcomed." Michal greeted his cousin with veiled anger. Clemmie hugged him just a bit tighter, and he relaxed a bit.

Simon smiled. Ever since they were kids, he loved annoying his cousin. "Well. Maybe I should have sooner. I could have caught his young lovely woman's eye before she saw your ugly mug", he teased. Clem blushed. Michal tensed. 

She hugged her man tightly, and soon realized how tense he was. "Baby, look at me.", she whispered. He turned and looked at his woman. "I choose you. I will always choose you. You never have to worry about any other man. I promise." 

Michal looked into his woman's eyes and smiled. She loved him and only him. His cousin didn't stand a chance. 

He laughed and faced his nemesis, "Well cousin, if you'd stop being an ass, you might meet someone almost as wonderful as my love." He kissed Clemmie's neck as she shoved him away playfully. Simon was surprised at how relaxed Michal was. He never seemed as comfortable or relaxed around him. He found that he actually preferred him relaxed. 

Janice walked in and Simon was floored. Never in his life had he seen such an exquisite creature. He quickly moved to introduce himself. Janice noticed the gorgeous man approaching her and was stunned. No man had a right to look that good. At this point JJ walked in and witnessed what was about to happen. "NO! No way in hell!", he screamed inside as his body froze in fear that the one girl he really cared about might want someone else. JJ quickly moved to intercept Simon's interaction with Janice. Janice looked at her friend and wondered Why is he acting so strangely? He did tell me to get out there and date right?

Clem smiled "So that's your cousin. He's a good looking man, but I love and want only you. You have nothing to worry about." Then she kissed him gently.

The day of their wedding arrived. Neither was nervous, just anxious. The ceremony began and went smoothly as Michal and Clemmie pledged their love to one another and became one. Simon sat next to his father, watching the ceremony. He was happy for his cousin. He hoped that now since he and his wife were moving permanently to the west coast, maybe they could connect, become friends. He'd only been here one day and he saw how close he was to the other people who were important in his life.

The wedding reception was a lovely affair. Clemmie danced with her brother and Mr. MacGregor. As she was dancing with her father, Dane asked for the next dance. Shaun kept his temper in check and allowed his daughter-in-law to dance with him. After the dance was over, Michal wanted his wife back, and so the reception lasted into the night.

Janice noticed that JJ was missing. As she looked around, she saw him standing out in the cold on the terrace just staring into space. She walked out to talk to him. "Hey, what's going on?" she queried. 

JJ asked, "Um, you like him don't you?" He feared he knew the answer. 

She answered as she admired the snow covered scenery. "Who? Simon, oh, he's alright, a bit stuffy." 

JJ stared at her. But as soon as she turned to look at him, he looked away. "He's rich, you know. I mean I make a decent living, but I'm not mega rich like him." He whispered. His heart was pounding, as his pulse raced. 

"JJ, what are you talking about?" Janice asked, clearly confused. "Why would I care about his money?" 

He asked quietly, "Janice, if I asked you to choose, would you choose me?"

"JJ, I don't - ", she uttered.

He silenced her by kissing her and holding her. "I can't lose you to him. I need more Janice. I want more. I want to be your husband and a father to the twins. I'm in love with you girl. I have been for months", he whispered. 

She caressed his cheek, as her eyes became moist with unshed tears. "Oh JJ, I love you too." And they kissed. Inside the ball room, Jeffrey held his wife as they two watched their young wild son, finally step up and be a man.

Soon the reception was ended when JJ proudly announced that he and Janice were getting married. That news surprised Janice because she didn't remember being asked. The twins were excited and they both hugged JJ. Then Tracy whispered something in his ear. A smile so big and bright spread across his face as he said, "Yes sweetheart, you can."

The little girl hugged him and said, "OK, daddy. I love you." Everyone cheered. 

Kevin was happy for his friends he once again moved off to the shadows. Shaun didn't like how he constantly excluded himself and he made a decision to do something about it. Right before Kevin left this time Shaun stopped him. "Why do you always go off alone, son? You don't have to leave." 

Kevin looked at this man who was more of a father to him than anything. He answered, "I don't know. Once I see everything is OK, that everyone is happy, then I feel like I'm not needed, so I go home." 

"Kevin, we want you here with us. Stay, this time stay. We usually go back to one of the houses and talk a while, and we miss you being there. Will you come with us tonight and if you need to leave, we'll gladly let you go", he pleaded. Kevin smiled, and agreed. They all went to Darren and Sharon's and everyone sat around talking. He enjoyed the fellowship and even liked Dane and Simon. Soon it was really late so everyone went home. 

Darren stopped Kevin before he left, "Thanks man, thanks for sticking around this time." The brothers embraced and Kevin drove back to his home.

That night he lay in bed and he felt so alone. He wanted someone, someone special, but he'd yet to meet her. He hoped he would one day, and that she'd be as wonderful as all of the other women in his family. Soon Kevin once again fell asleep.

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 Almost the end, but not quite. We have one more chapter to go. I hope you are continuing to follow and I appreciate your thoughts. Chapter ten is being written.



Pay It Forward Ch. 10



So it ends. I want to thank everyone who followed this tale. I hope you truly enjoyed it. I asked myself a question. Can one man make a difference? This journey answered it for me. It is a resounding YES. These characters came to life for me as each went on their own journey. I truly enjoyed telling their stories.

A special thanks to Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are my fault and not his. Again, thank you all for reading and supporting me through this adventure. IR2R

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Speeding down the long winding road, Kevin Knight was heading to work. He had just been promoted to Vice President, second in line to replace the President when he retired. He'd worked for the company for years. At thirty, he'd accomplished more than most men his age dreamed.

He'd trained many people. Normally, he wouldn't give a rat's ass about others but things changed. Today he was meeting with the President and CEO of a new company he worked for to recommend someone deserving for a more prominent position in his department.

Kevin was ready. With the help of his friend, Eileen, he was more than prepared. The two of them had worked nonstop for months to prepare him for this meeting. He knew people hated working under him, but Eileen was different. She worked well with him and dealt with his eccentric personality. 

Kevin was a workaholic. He had family, but they were mostly married with kids; He was still a bachelor, having long ago given up on finding someone. His adopted Dad often encouraged him to date, but he really didn't have time to deal with the intricacies of it. His job was his main focus. 

He was impatient and would quickly dismiss anyone he deemed wasting his time and not getting to the point. His often harsh and curt mannerisms lead many in his office to avoid him at all cost. Eileen was the only person that could deal with him. She was at least a foot shorter than him and thin. Clear alabaster skin and russet red hair that was naturally curly and wild. She wore it long and often twisted it in a bun. She dressed conservatively, always professional, unlike the other young women her age. She was a natural and beautiful woman. Kevin really liked that about her, although he'd never admit it. He loved the way she carried herself, unapologetic and proud. 

As one of the only Irish women in the office, she never stopped being true to herself. She was also the only one that was strong enough to deal with him and his boorishness. Kevin had gone through several secretaries before Eileen was assigned to him. 

He smiled as he recalled their very first meeting a few years earlier and how she quickly put him in his place. 

Kevin failed to attend another family gathering, Delia was now concerned so she called him. He made some excuse about work, but she didn't believe him. She talked to Shaun.

Shaun MacGregor was ready to retire. Not that he had a reason to, but he wanted time with his lovely Delia. He'd had his physical and learned he was in the best of health. His sons were all successful, and now raising their own families. Only one wasn't, and he'd take care of that.

"Good morning, Kevin. We've hired a new secretary to work with you. Since you have a hard time keeping anyone around you, we had to pay her more and give her a title of Executive PA. She will work directly with you and help with any and all assignments you have. Now son, you've gone through twenty-six secretaries in the last year. If this girl quits, you will work by yourself from now on", Kevin's boss, Mr. MacGregor explained. He liked Kevin. He knew his past and realized that he'd had a hard time growing up. So he took the young man under his wing and molded him. 

His investment was well worth it as Kevin was invaluable to the company. Often positions would open up, and Kevin would be passed over because of his lack of social skills. He simply could not work with others, but the man was a designing genius. He could create and design proposals that seem to fall from the heavens.

Pushing a button on his desk, Mr. MacGregor called, "Ms. Isaacs, please come in." Kevin was floored as the most amazing and exotic creature entered the room. He'd never seen a more beautiful woman. She was awe inspiring. She had clear alabaster skin, with a few freckles across her nose, thick naturally curly red hair, big plump lips, dark green eyes, and smile that stopped his heart. He admired her svelte frame. Eileen was not thin and frail like most of the women in the office. She was slender, but healthy. She had a narrow waist, wide hips, and an ample bosom. Kevin had to remind himself to breath.

"Yes Mr. MacGregor," the Red-haired Goddess answered smiling as she entered. Then she noticed Kevin sitting in a chair and her smile vanished. "Eileen, remember that post I offered you. Well this is your new boss, Kevin Knight. You will be his Executive PA. Kevin, this is Ms. Eileen Isaacs." MacGregor introduced the two. He didn't miss the younger man's reaction to the young woman that walked in. 

Eileen hesitated. Everyone knew this guy's reputation and no one wanted to work with him. But it was just a job, and she needed to work. With her illness, she didn't have the luxury of walking away. So she turned and faced her new boss, taking in the look of shock and then the frown that crossed his face. 

"Hello, Mr. Knight. I look forward to working for you." She politely stated extending her hand.

He is fucking gorgeous, she thought as she quickly hid behind a cloak of professionalism. He looked bookish, and she'd always found bookish men irresistible. He was a tall man, muscled, but not in a grotesque way, long and slender. His hair was cut short and his beard neatly shaved. His dark green eyes which were hidden behind a pair of wire framed glasses sitting on top of a crooked nose.

Clearing his throat and collecting himself, Kevin went into his super vicious mode. "We'll see how long that lasts. I certainly hope you don't mind hard work. I mean, you won't have a lot of time to hang with your friends", he answered snidely. 

He asked his employer, "So Mr. MacGregor, when will she start, so we can get the crying over with?"

Mr. Macgregor shook his head. His young man was so rude. Even after trying to mentor him for years, he didn't change. "In the morning, she's already cleared everything with payroll and we are finishing her last transitions today."

"Good, Then Ms. Isaacs, report in at least thirty minutes early, I want to go over what I expect in detail. Don't be late. I don't tolerate slothfulness. If that is all Mr. MacGregor, I have work I need to be doing." Kevin explained to his boss then he exited the meeting. As soon as he left, Macgregor asked Eileen to come back into the office.

"Eileen, he's rather abrupt, but he's excellent at what he does. At any time, if you need a break. I'll personally grant you time off." he offered hoping to convince the young woman to not leave. Shaun MacGregor knew people and he knew if anyone could handle this angry, young man. It was the young woman standing before him.

"Mr. MacGregor, I can handle him." Eileen assured her mentor, praying that her words were true. Kevin Knight was one ill-tempered son of a gun.

The next morning, Eileen arrived at work a half hour early to get acquainted with her new boss. Kevin was nervous. She would be here any minute and he had to get himself under control. Here he was thirty years old acting like a schoolboy with his first crush. Besides, she might not even like him. No one liked him. 

"While sitting at his desk, he heard the outer office open. She went to her desk and took a few minutes to settle then knocked on his office door. "Come in." Kevin called out gruffly. Eileen walked in and he was momentarily dazed.

"Good morning, Miss Isaacs. Please have a seat." Kevin eyed the lovely woman sitting before him. He had to admit to himself that she was beautiful, but they worked together and nothing would come of it. He had a few women he'd call when he needed companionship and they took care of his needs.

"Well, Ms. Isaacs. I see you've worked here for five years. You started as a receptionist and obtained training to elevate. I can see that you are very ambitious, I like that." Kevin stated. He proceeded to explain to her how things worked.

"First, let me preface this meeting by informing you that I'm not man that minces his words. I expect you here early and I will need you to stay late until our contracts are complete. You will dress appropriately, no tight clothing, anything that exposes you midrif, or short skirts. I hope you aren't offended, but I would appreciate if you maintain a professional air, no girlfriends or boyfriends dropping in. Please keep any and all personal drama you may have out of the office.

I will expect you to be free anytime I call, mornings, nights, and yes even weekends, so please let your boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse know in advance in order to avoid conflict." Kevin continued as Eileen watched him intensely.

Kevin Knight was an extremely sexy man. He wasn't drop dead gorgeous, just regular. He was so intent on is work that everything else around him faded. The sound of his voice was like a soothing balm over burning skin and it massaged Eileen's senses. She'd heard horror stories about this man, and seen the ladies that couldn't work with him. The fact that he'd gone through so many assistants fascinated her even more. MacGregor thought he had to offer her incentives to take this guy on, truly he didn't. She would have done it just for the challenge.

Smiling she listened to the rest of his reverie. At the end of his short, but very detailed speech, Eileen nodded her assent that she understood, now it was her turn to set her parameters as well. 

"Mr. Knight, I am grateful for the opportunity to work for you, but let me explain myself. I think we need to get some things straight before we even begin." She looked him in the eye. "I am your assistant, not your servant. I will do my job and do it well, but I will not put up with your abuse." Kevin started to speak, but Eileen held up her hand and stopped him.

"No, Mr. Knight, you need to listen. I have spoken with several of the young women who refused to work for you and their reasons were often the same. I will not quit. Nothing you can do will force me too. So get the idea of bullying me out of your head. I am Eileen Isaacs. I can be your best friend here, or your worst enemy. You, Mr. Knight need to decide. Now, that we seem to understand each other, let's get to work. How do you like your coffee?" she asked smiling sweetly at him. Kevin was speechless. The two of them clearly understood each other, and that was the beginning of their relationship.

Eileen, true to her word, came in and did her job to perfection. Kevin could not find fault in anything that she did. He even created assignments just to challenge her, and she excelled. Kevin was very aware of how his coworkers felt about him. Most hated him on site, but he was the best designer the company had so they tolerated him. He came earlier than most and stayed late many evenings, as his assistant, Eileen was expected to follow the same schedule.

One day Eileen came to work and wasn't feeling well. She knew her health issues were aggravated because she'd not followed her diet and exercise regimen as closely as she needed to. So she called her doctor and scheduled an after work appointment to come in. That afternoon, Eileen walked into Kevin's office and informed him that she needed to leave, she had a medical appointment.

Kevin looked at her, their Cortol Proposal was due in two days and he needed her there. 

"Well after you see your doctor, can you report back here to the office? I hope this doesn't take long. We need to finish this proposal tonight. Eileen didn't respond. She asked herself, "Can he really be this clueless? I have not taken a day off since I started and he wants me here even if I'm sick," she fumed.

Realizing she hadn't responded, Kevin looked up. One look at her face, her flushed eyes, and darkened skin tone and he knew something was seriously wrong. "Eil..., um Ms. Isaacs, I'm sorry. Look, go see your physician and then go home and rest. I had no idea you weren't feeling well. You can type up the reports tomorrow when you get here." He permitted her. Eileen glared at him. He was clueless, sexy but had no clue.

After leaving her doctor and receiving a treatment, Eileen went home to rest. As soon as she donned her pajamas, someone knocked on her door. She didn't have friends and no one should be at her door after nine pm. "Who is it?" She called out. She picked up her trusty aluminum bat and if someone came through that door she was taking her some swings at them. 

"It's me, Kevin, Ms. Isaacs, can you please let me in? I don't like standing out here." He answered. Eileen opened the door to let him into her small home. Kevin stepped across her threshold and a sense of comfort engulfed him. He relaxed. There was something about this woman that intrigued him. He arrived at work each day waiting for her to come in. He loved watching her and spending time alone with her at the end of the day. Since she'd become his assistant, his productivity level had increased even more as he worked to find more reasons to stay around her at the office. 

Today when she left, and he realized she was ill, he could not function and nothing was completed. After sitting in his office and realizing the time was after eight pm, he grabbed his bag and left. He had driven her home numerous of times and so decided to just stop by and see if she was alright. He could have called, but in all honesty he needed to see her. He needed to see if she was well.

"Come in, Mr. Knight. You could have called. There was no need, to stop by." Eileen informed her boss, struggling to get her heart and thoughts under control. He was in her home and it was a mess. "What was he thinking?" "Kevin, my name is Kevin. Are you going to be alright?" he asked softly, concern clearly etched across his strong face.

Eileen smiled and his heart skipped a beat, as he realized no other woman affected him in this way. He'd give his life for her to smile at him in any way again. "Mr. Kni.., um Kevin, I'm fine. I haven't taken my medicine like I should have and my body reacted. I'm fine." She assured him.

Frowning, "Medicine, what medicine?" Kevin asked. He'd make darn sure she had a steady supply from this point on.

"My medicine for my hypertension, I'll be fine", she assured him.

Kevin asserted, "I didn't know you were hypertensive. I should have known this."

Knowing that he hated any sign of weakness, Eileen wondered would he use her illness as an excuse to have her transferred. "Look, Mr. Knight-." Kevin stopped her.

"Kevin, my name is Kevin and I'm not here as your boss. If something happens to you Eileen, I don't know..." he inhaled. "How could you not tell me about this? We need to talk about this and everything else concerning your health. What other secrets are you hiding?"

Eileen was tired. Her episode earlier had drained her and she didn't feel like dealing with her eccentric boss tonight. "I'm fine, but for now I need sleep. I'll be in early tomorrow. Mr. Knight, I need for you to leave." She explained.

"No, I'm staying here. You're sick and I won't leave you alone." he explained.

"Really, I'm fine and you need to go home. Besides, where will you sleep? My couch is lumpy. And I know you wouldn't want to sleep in bed with me, would you?" She teased.

Kevin blushed, turning a deep red. Then he looked at this beautiful woman. "OK, I'll go home, but don't come in tomorrow. I'll check on you when I get off. If you need anything, call, and I will have someone bring it to you", Kevin promised. Eileen led him out of her door. "I'll check on you when I get off", he promised before leaving her alone. Smiling, Eileen went to bed and dreamed of her frustratingly sexy boss.

Reluctantly, Kevin left her and drove home. He really wanted to stay, but he respected her need for privacy. Once he got home, he called his sister, Sharon. She was a registered nurse and if anyone could tell him about this ailment, she could.

"Hey, Kevin" Darren greeted his brother. "What's up? You know it's been a while since you've been by. The kids want to see their uncle."

Kevin smiled. He couldn't believe how Darren had changed. He'd married the most perfect woman and fathered the two most adorable girls ever. He loved his nieces to death and took every chance he could to spoil them.

"I might stop by this weekend, but for now I'm looking for your wife." He asked, "Is my favorite sister home?"

"She's here. Is everything ok? You're not sick or something, are you?" Darren asked clearly concerned.

"No, Eile..." Kevin paused. He never discussed anyone's business and he wouldn't start now.

But Darren had heard enough, "Ok, hold on."

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the mysterious vanishing man." Sharon teased, once Darren told her Kevin was in the phone.

"Hey Sis, I need some medical advice." He stated, and then he explained Eileen's condition.

Sharon listened and informed him that she wasn't a doctor, but the main thing was to make sure she wasn't stressed and took her medications. Kevin nodded as a new plan formed in his head. Things here about to change, if Ms. Isaacs won't care for herself, then I'll do it for her. He smiled as he thought of the interesting ways she'd argue with him about this, but it didn't matter. He couldn't lose her. That thought frightened him more than anything.

Soon the conversation ended with Kevin agreeing to come to the MacGregors for a family get together that weekend. Sharon insisted he bring Eileen with him. After they hung up, she turned to face her husband. He was grinning, and she laughed.

"Well, Baby. I think Kevin may have found his woman at last." Darren pulled his wife close and kissed her. "It's about damn time."

Sharon looked at him. She asked, "Wait, what makes you think that?"

"Baby, this is Kevin. He called for advice about her. He never goes anywhere without her, and even after working with him for three years, she hasn't quit." Darren laughed. "I met her once. I went to his office to make him go to lunch with me and Gianni, and she greeted me. She's a cute redhead."

"Alright now," Sharon teased, "I don't have to color my hair, now, do I?"

Darren stroked her lovely dark hair. "Don't change a thing."

He then kissed his wife, and held her as he reflected on how much his life had changed. He had grown from an angry boy to a happy and successful man. Was it easy? No, but he had help. He thanked God every day for bringing Shaun MacGregor into his life.

"Hey, baby. Let's go to bed. You owe me a little boy. Tonight, I'm collecting", she whispered. She didn't have to tell Darren twice.

Kevin hung up, and was ready for bed. He needed to talk to her. He had to make sure she was alright. So he called to wish her a good night. That night, Kevin slept peacefully for the first time in years.

Eileen returned to work early as usual and Kevin instantly took charge. He wanted to know if she had breakfast. What did she have? He didn't like her reply, so he insisted they grab breakfast and coffee at a local coffee shop.

Once the day started, everyone was asking how she felt. Most were relieved she was back, because that meant they didn't have to deal with Mr. Knight. It seemed only Eileen could withstand his fiery temperament. Mr. MacGregor stopped by to ask about her. He was concerned and wanted to be sure she was alright. She assured him she was fine. 

Kevin watched her doggedly. He was attentive, and constantly asking how she felt. Finally after a few hours, Eileen had enough. As soon as he finished his meeting with several department heads, she walked into his office and demanded to know what was going on.




Pay It Forward Ch. 10



Kevin was stunned, and caught off guard. For a moment, he was stunned by the furious, beautiful red-headed goddess. She was magnificent in her fury, eyes flashing, chest heaving, and he found himself becoming aroused. She excited him, and he realized that this was a woman he really wanted.

Kevin had to keep himself from smiling. He knew if he smiled, she'd lose it. So he used the tone he often used to placate Clemmie and his sisters when he ticked them off. He started apologizing. "Ms. Isaacs, I'm sorry. I know I overstepped my boundaries, but I hate the thought of you being ill. I was a bit gruff and so everyone is glad you came back." He smiled, contrite, and her heart melted. "Please forgive me", he whispered.

Eileen looked at him and she wanted to strangle him, but he truly seemed to feel guilty. He didn't mean to make her uncomfortable. She smiled. "Apology accepted", she whispered.

A few days later, he was scheduled to meet with the chairman and other department heads. He wouldn't be able to have lunch with her, so he made her promise him that she'd take off and have lunch that day. 

Mr. MacGregor was glad to see Kevin walk in. It seemed that the young Miss Isaacs was having a great effect on the stalwart young man. He had improved his appearance and was even more approachable. He actually held brief conversations with other members in the board room, where in the past he sat sullen, quiet, appearing hostile.

The meeting went well, and he felt that the company was in good hands. His only regret was that it was a family ran company, and when he retired, his nephew would take control. His son, Michal was supposed to take over, but he'd started his own companies and had no desire to run this one. He'd settled his differences with his brother and gotten to know his nephew Simon really well. Lang Corp would be in good hands.

That Friday evening as they were finishing up some key assignments, Kevin remembered the cook out he agreed to come to. "Oh, Ms. Isaacs, my family is having a get together tomorrow. I'd love for you to come with me. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?" He asked. His heart was racing, praying she would go with him.

Eileen smiled. She teased, "Mr. Knight, are you asking me for a date? "

"Um, no, not really... I mean, you have to eat, right. And it will be nice to eat with others." He stammered.

Eileen laughed, "Pick me up. You know where I live."

She bid him good night and left for the day. Kevin watched her walk away. His mouth hung open, as he soon realized, his two brothers would roast his ass. This girl was everything he ever wished for. He just had to figure out how to tell her.

The longer Kevin worked with Eileen, the more profound his feelings became. She and the other women in the family had become fast friends. He was visiting with Darren one evening when Gianni came over. She became much more than his coworker, she became his one true friend. He began to rely on her as much as he did his family, and that scared him.

"Big brother," Gianni stated. "You are one sad case. Have you told her how you feel? She can't read your mind. You have to say something."

"Gianni, man, they work together. She could sue." Darren interjected. He and Kevin had talked about this earlier. But he knew that was fear talking. Eileen was just as enamored with him as he was with her. However, she was also just as introverted and wouldn't admit her feelings.

He also knew that if it was meant to be, these two would end up together.

"Gia, Eileen is too good for me. I'm mean, ornery. No one really likes me. If she did have a choice of a man, I wouldn't be it." He answered, as he sat down to sulk.

Gianni teased him. "I guess you're right then. It's a good thing she has a date with some guy from your office that works in on the first floor. So maybe he'll be the man for her. I heard her and Kara talking about it. Kara was helping her find something sexy to wear."

"Wait. What date? What man?" Kevin demanded. All though there was no clearly stated rule that banned interoffice dating, he would call and tell her this date was a bad idea.

"It doesn't matter to you, right? You're not good enough." Gianni reminded him of his words.

Kevin checked his watch. "Hey, I have to run. I'll be back." He stood to leave immediately.

"Don't go over there, Kevin. Let her have her date. If you interfere and you aren't ready to step up, is that fair to her?" Darren asked beforehe walked out.

"Darren, you know what she means to me. How can I sit here while she goes out with another man?" he asked, defeated.

Gianni answered, "It's just a date. Play it cool. Tomorrow, when you go to work, do something for her. Something small, I bet she notices." He explained.

So Kevin sat down and prayed Eileen had a terrible time on this date.

Meanwhile, Eileen had a terrible time. Her date was too short. He talked too much. He was even too nice. He wasn't Kevin, and that was who she really wanted.

Kevin continued his work over his department, and they made steady growth. The new CEO wanted to expand and bring in a younger more urban clientele. Although Kevin had no problem expanding, he was one of the more difficult people to work with. Soon he found himself in the position of having to reapply for his position. Kevin worked hard and he would not beg or lower his standards to appease anyone. So his outright refusal to conform led to a meeting with the new owners. 

"Mr. Knight, I understand that my uncle had a great deal of respect for you and ran the company a certain way, but this is a new generation, new rules, new leadership. We want you to create designs that are geared toward a newer, fresher crowd. If you can't, then we'll have to let you and members of your department go." Simon informed him. He liked Kevin, but he wanted to move the company forward and he refused to cater to Kevin's whims. This was a business and he would run it as such.

Kevin walked out of his office knowing that his time at this company was done. He'd talk to HR and see if Eileen could be transferred to another department. Unfortunately, because she worked as his assistant, her job was terminated as well. Kevin then returned to his office to share the horrible news of their termination. 

Eileen looked up as Kevin returned from his meeting with the new leaders. His expression was closed off as he passed her desk. He walked passed and did not say a word, as he closed his office door, Eileen feared something horrid had happened. An hour later, he called her into his office. "Ms. Isaacs, stop typing and come into the office please. We have an important matter to discuss." 

Closing down her screen, Eileen followed him into his office. His tone did not bode well. "Ms. Isaacs, please sit for a moment. My position with this company has been eliminated as of nine am this morning. That means I no longer work for this company. Since this office no longer exist, that means your position has been terminated as well." Eileen gasped. She'd been fired. They had no grounds to terminate her, to terminate either of them. They could file a lawsuit, sue the company.

"Wait, are you saying I'm being transferred to another department or..." she asked, when she looked at his troubled eyes.

"No Eileen, they want us off of the premises by five, or they will have someone escort us off. You don't deserve this, but because of your association with me and this office, this is the action they have chosen to take." Kevin explained as an expression of stark fear crossed Eileen's face. She lost her job, just because the new bosses didn't like the man she worked under.

'Eileen, you can sue and they'll have to let you retain your position. I'll pay for your attorney if that's what you want to do, or would you consider relocating?" Kevin asked, his heart-racing, praying she'd say yes.

Shaun MacGregor feared this might happen, so before his retirement he'd called in a favor from an old friend. Kevin had been offered a position at a firm in Canada. The position was open and he could start at any time. The thing was he refused to go unless the firm also offered a position to Eileen. This morning after meeting and being terminated, he called and they did. Now all he had to do was convince her to move with him to Canada,

Kevin and Eileen had lived in Canada for several months. He loved it. They visited home, his family for Christmas, and spent New Year's Eve together in the home they shared. Now Valentine's Day was fast approaching and he wanted to admit his feelings to her. He knew she liked him, because if she didn't she would not have stuck around.

He was now one of the guys. His brother's had their wives, and he had Eileen. She got along famously with his sisterss. He recalled seeing her in a bikini for the first time. He thanked Kara profusely for that gift. It was late August and they were relocating. Having already bought a house and had their things shipped, the family wanted to have a party to celebrate their departure.

The women went shopping, of course, leaving the children with the guys. He had fun watching his brothers and their offspring. Part of him was a bit jealous, but he wasn't sure he really wanted kids. Even JJ, world renowned playboy took to parenthood, like a duck to water. He'd miss seeing his brothers every day, but moving to Canada was a great opportunity for him. Besides, they were only a few hours away by plane.

The women returned from their shopping trip. All four had bought new swimsuits. Each woman was gorgeous, but when Eileen walked out wearing the sexiest navy ensemble against her clear alabaster skin, Kevin was floored. She never dressed this way around him. The most casually he'd ever seen her dress was jeans and a graphic t-shirt. 

Eileen noticed his reaction and walked past him wearing a smirk and not much else. He knew then that she was the one for him. They then moved and spent most of their free time together. Since they changed jobs, Eileen was no longer his assistant, but they maintained a close working relationship. He was still gruff, but Eileen helped temper his fiery temperature.

Smiling as he thought of her, Kevin raced home. As he was driving along, his car lurched, stalled, and stopped. "Damn it, I just had this car serviced. Fuck!" Kevin exclaimed. The day had started out with breaking down way out of town. He reached for his phone to call Eileen, but no service. She'd be worried, but there was nothing he could do right now. So climbing out of his car, Kevin started the long trek back towards a lonely gas station he'd passed a while back; then the rain started. Not just a drizzle, but a monsoon. He'd lived in Canada for six months now, and in that short time, he'd learned that here, when it rains, it rains hard. Walking down the road, drenched, Kevin thought of the one person that made him smile, Eileen. 

He squinted at the distance ahead, no a car in sight. So slowly through the downpour he trudged. Kevin was drenched to the bone and nowhere near a gas station. Now soaked to the skin,Kevin may have as well been naked. As he trudged along, he didn't see the pothole until his foot went down and he found himself tumbling into the mud. Now, wet, cold and muddy, Kevin laughed. He thought about how his reaction would have been different years earlier, but now because of her, he could laugh at himself. 

He laughed so hard that it took a moment to notice that someone had stopped. Standing Kevin realized he was one big mess. But he prayed that is rescuer would at least let him sit in the trunk and give him a ride on to the gas station.

"Well, well, what have we here?" a heavily accented woman asked. "Seems, someone is being a bit naughty." she laughed. Soon a male joined her and pulled Kevin up. Kevin took a minute to explain and the couple offered to take him to the station. Unfortunately when they got there it was closed. So the friendly couple invited Kevin to their home for the night. Grateful, Kevin went to their home and asked to use a phone. He quickly called Eileen and explained what happened and that he would be delayed. Eileen was relieved; for she was afraid something heinous had happened to her friend. 

After talking with Eileen, Kevin soon joined his host for dinner.

While eating dinner, the couple who had introduced themselves as Beatrice and Ortho decided to approach Kevin with a proposition.

Kevin was welcomed to stay with them for the night, but he had to promise to come back and help Ortho with some much needed repairs. Kevin was not a handy man, but he liked these two people. He found that he liked a lot of the people that he met since he met Eileen. Thinking about her, he started smiling once more, s sight that was soon noticed by Beatrice.

"OK, young man, spill. What's your girl's name? No man smiles that much unless he's thinking about his lady!" Beatrice teased. Kevin blushed. He didn't realize his feelings were so transparent. 

"Eileen, her name is Eileen. I've loved her for years, I've never told her, but now I can." He whispered. "I just called and told her about the car breaking down she was worried, but she's glad I'm OK. I wonder, could she..." dismissing his thoughts, "No, she'd never want someone like me. She's beautiful, people love her. I'd stifle her." Shaking his head, "we're better off as friends". He surmised.

Ortho laughed at the solemn look on the young man's face. He knew from experience, that the last thing he wanted was to remain friends. He hadn't met this young lady, but if when was at all interested, the young man's goose was cooked.

"Don't worry about it son. Sweetheart day is in two days, you can do something for her then." He suggested. Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day was two days away. Kevin always bought flowers for Delia, his sisters, Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Kingston, and Maria. He even made sure the kids got balloons and candy from him on the day. A few years earlier, Mr. MacGregor coerced him into giving Eileen flowers on this special day. So every year, he had a dozen red roses with a simple card delivered.

When they relocated to Canada, Kevin convinced Eileen to share a four bedroom home he'd purchased. They'd cohabitated for six months. Christmas and New Year's Day came and went and the two of them spent quiet evenings at home, simply enjoying each other's company.

This year was different, Valentine's Day meant so much more. So the evening ended and Kevin helped his host clean and retired to the room they let him use for the night. Sleep was elusive, and he needed to hear her voice. So before he fell asleep, he once again called Eileen.

He listened as the phone rang, and wondered had she fallen asleep. He really wanted to talk to her, because he felt as if he was yearning for her presence. Besides, Ortho had asked him a question, and he could finally admit to himself. Eileen was much more than a friend and a coworker.

She answered, "Hello, Kevin. It's late, why aren't you asleep?"

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you? I just needed to hear your voi..." Kevin whispered. Eileen smiled. She missed him. This was the first night since they'd relocated to Canada that they were separated by circumstance. When he traveled, he'd be away but this time was different, he couldn't make it back home. Eileen knew she wanted more with him, but often wondered if her feelings were biased. But tonight, he'd called. From his tone, he missed her. She smiled missing him just as much.

"Kevin, I miss you," She whispered. "I want you to come home soon."

She heard his intake of breath, "Eileen, I wish... I wish I was home with you now. As soon as I get the car fixed, I'm coming home to you." He promised.

"OK, I'll see you tomorrow then. Now, sleep." She commanded him. 

"Goodnight", he whispered.

"Night-night", she replied. Then they both hung up.

Kevin couldn't sleep and then he heard a light knock on his door. "Come in." 

Ortho walked in and he was nervous. He had a favor to ask of Kevin and it wasn't just a simple can I borrow your tie type question. 

He and his wife wanted children and he could not have any, but she loved him and stayed with him. For forty-two years, Beatrice dedicated her life to him. Now he was sick and he would leave her. He hated the thought of her being alone, and he prayed. His prayers led him to recuse a stranger along their long winding road. 

Ortho imagined that if he'd been blessed with a son, he would have been a lot like the young man before him. "Kevin, I have cancer. I have less a year left. Beatrice doesn't know, and I won't worry her. I know you don't know us, but we are kindred spirits. I am asking you to look out for her. We have no family and it's always been just the two of us. I don't want her to be alone." He sighed as tears gathered in his eyes.

"Ortho, you don't know me. I'm not usually the kind of person people rely on", he tried to explain.

"If it was Eileen, would you try to find someone to care for her?" he asked, effectively silencing Kevin. The thought of Eileen hurting brought him to his knees.

"Ortho, she'll never be alone, I assure you, but I want you to tell her the truth." Kevin admonished his new friend. 

"I will when the time is right. You just keep your promise to us, and visit." Ortho reminded him. They chatted a bit more, and then Ortho finally went to bed. Kevin finally lost the battle with fatigue and fell asleep. 

The next morning, Ortho drove Kevin back to his car. He knew a little about cars and asked Kevin to let him check. Ortho realized that the person, who serviced his engine, did not secure the battery cable and it was completely disconnected. Ortho took a moment and repaired the connectors. Kevin was ever so grateful. He thanked his new friend and promised to return. He'd promise to bring Eileen with him on his next visit, and then Kevin drove home. 

A little after seven a.m., Kevin drove into his garage. Walking into his home, he realized Eileen wasn't up. He went straight to her room to tell her he was home and found her bed empty. She wasn't in the shower, so maybe she'd gone walking. Deciding to go to his room, Kevin would surprise her with breakfast, but he was the one surprised. Resting in the center of his bed was the one woman he wanted more than anything. He smiled realizing that he wanted what Ortho and Beatrice had. He wanted a lifetime with the beautiful woman who was waiting in his bed for him to come home.

Ever so slowly, Kevin climbed into bed behind her wrapping his arms around her, holding her close. He inhaled her scent then whispered, "Hey, honey, I'm home." 

Snaking her arms around his neck, Eileen whispered his name. "Kevin, I missed you. Love you." Then she continued to snore.

"Love you too baby", he whispered in return. Then, wrapping her tightly in his embrace, he held her until she woke up.

Eileen awoke to a heavy arm draped across her waist. She moved and he asked her. "Did you mean it? I mean, you were asleep, and.."

Eileen turned and looked at him. He was the most handsome, mule-headed annoying man she'd ever met, but her heart belonged to him. She could no longer hide what she felt. Hell, she'd even relocated to another country just to be with him.

She touched his rough unshaven cheek, and nodded, "Yes¸ Kevin. I meant it. I'm in love with you."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, as he whispered. "I've dreamt of you for so long. I gave up and decided that you weren't real, that I'd never find you. I love you Eileen; I've loved you even before we met, and I'm so happy to hold you in my arms now."

Without thinking she flung herself into Kevin's arms. Kissing him hard and with so much passion, Eileen said softly, "Kevin I have felt the same way for you for so long but never dared believe you would want someone dull as me", she whispered.




Pay It Forward Ch. 10



Kevin was ecstatic, beaming with pride. The most beautiful woman wanted him. Where she got the idea she was dull, he had no idea. Nothing was further from the truth. Kevin looked deep into her eyes and kissed her. He wanted to show her in that kiss, how much she meant to him. 

He wanted to love her. He wanted to be with her. Eileen could feel Kevin's hard cock pressing into her. She was so taken with her new found love of her life. She was his in every way and he wanted her every bit as much as she wanted him. Now Kevin had told her that she was all he had wanted for so long, the only woman that he had ever loved. With that in mind she offered herself, both body and soul, to him.

"Kevin, I love you. I want you. " she whispered. "I'm yours."

"Eileen, are you sure? If we do this, I'm never letting you go. You're it for me girl."

Kevin greedily took her gift. He'd waited so long. He slowly kissed every inch of her body. Loving her slowly, he worshipped her. He kissed her temple, nibbled her ear, and slowly tasted skin at the base of her neck. Then he realized she was wearing too may clothes. He made short work of removing his shirt form her body. Eileen lay before him, her lightly sun-kissed skin, a stark contrast against his dark sheets. 

"Eileen, you're so beautiful." He whispered awed at the sheer sight of her. Eileen blushed and moved to cover her body with the sheet. He stopped her. "Never hide from me, baby. I have seen the finest of arts, admired statues of the Goddesses of ancient Greece and Rome. But none of them were nearly as lovely as you are to me, Eileen. I was stunned by your beauty when we met years ago, but I fought hard against it. I just... I mean-" She kissed him, not needing to hear more. She pulled his body love hers. Kevin then decided to continue his exploration of her body.

Eileen groaned as Kevin suckled and nibbled her breast. "Kevin, please." she moaned. She wanted more. Her body burned for him. The feel of his lips on her sent waves of heat to the center of her body, Her pussy, was throbbing and leaking copious amounts of fluid. Baby, please, I need..." Eileen groaned. 

He stopped, "Uh uh, not a sound and don't move, or I stop, alright." Eileen whimpered. 

He continued his exploration until he reached her glistening center. Her neatly trimmed red hair was covered in moisture. He inhaled her scent. Slowly he stroked her clit, and inserted three fingers deep inside her. Eileen, rode his probing digits biting her lips to keep from screaming.

Then he spread her thighs, as he leaned down to taste. At first taste of her he groaned. He'd never tasted anything as sweet. He drank from her as if he was starving and Eileen screamed as he pleasured her. Within minutes, she rode his probing tongue to completion. Her cunt exploded as her juices flowed into his mouth. 

Rising and removing his garments, Kevin entered his woman urgently and swiftly both moaning at the feel of her body accepting him so completely. She was so tight and hot. Kevin wanted to make this last, but knew he would not be able to. He stroked in and out, loving her slowly, willing his body to hold off. Soon his sack clinched and he knew then would come. "Eileen, baby, cum with me, please" he begged. "YES," she screamed as her cunt contracted on his cock, pushing both of them into a state of coital bliss. Both shouted as their bodies succumbed to the most exhilarating climax of their lives. This was the first time that they made. Neither were virgins, but the moment was as special as if they were. 

Kevin held her close, and soon realized, his chest was covered with her tears. Fearing he was too rough and had hurt her; he was immediately concerned. "Kevin, I knew it would be like this. For years, I've waited for you and now I can't ever let you go. If you don't want me, I don't think I can handle-" 

Kevin silenced her with a kiss. "Now, you are mine, as I am yours," he said softly. Eileen cried as she looked at him. Kevin smiled, and said, "Let me show you." Then he proceeded to love her well into the later part of the day. Soon Eileen was crying out for more, as Kevin once and for all claimed his woman. Never had she felt so treasured. Kevin held her and kissed away her tears. A few hours later, the two lay snuggled together, neither speaking.

"You know we have to marry, sooner rather than later." Kevin stated wearing a well-satisfied grin. They had finally gotten out of bed. It was late in the afternoon, and Kevin was determined to prepare a meal for her. They both cooked, and she loved his creations.

"What? Kevin, that's a big..." Eileen stated, choking on the tea she had just sipped. He never showed an interest in marriage.

"Well baby, there is no way on earth I'm giving you up. Think about it, we spent the whole day in bed, right, not a condom in sight. I will not have my son or daughter be born out of wedlock, Reverend Johnson will strangle me. After the way I teased Gianni before Giovanni was born, he'll demand retribution. Besides, I love you Eileen. Marry me? Please?" He asked so sweetly, moving to hold her. He loved touching her and simply feeling her in his arms. 

She tried to look pensive. Then she saw the earnest look on his face. Kevin was at his most vulnerable and she could not deny him. Eileen smiled. "Kevin! Yes, yes! I love you too. We need to arrange-." He kissed her.

"No, we marry today. We'll go to the magistrate and be done. I'm not willing to wait. I want to start our lives now", Kevin insisted. He had waited years to find her, and he wasn't waiting a minute more.

Eileen paused. He froze. If she really wanted a big wedding in a few months, he'd wait. But he hoped that she agreed to marry him today. He didn't want to spend another minute without her in his life.

"Kevin, I love you. I have loved you for so long. If you want this now, then, Yes, let's marry, today." Eileen agreed.

"Yes!" he yelled. "Yes!" Then he kissed his woman. He called Ortho and he and Beatrice joined them. They were honored to have their new friends witness their special moment. A quick trip to the magistrates office, and Kevin was kissing his wife.

After the short ceremony was over, Kevin and Eileen treated Ortho and Beatrice to lunch and invited them to stay with them for a few days. They refused, because as a newly married couple, they knew these two needed time alone. So after lunch, Ortho and Beatrice drove back home, but not before Kevin and Eileen promised to join them for dinner in a few days. 

After their new friends left, Kevin wanted his wife. He smiled as he thought about Darren and how he was so possessive of Sharon. He laughed because now he finally understood. "What are you laughing about?" Eileen queried. Kevin kept laughing at something and it peaked her curiosity. "My brothers and how mad they will be when I introduce my sexy new wife. Baby, we might have to have another ceremony to appease the family. Um will you marry me again?" He asked. Eileen nodded and kissed her husband.

"Husband, I have other needs right now," she reminded him. So for the next few hours, Kevin took great pleasure in taking care of his wife's needs. "I love you so much Kevin." She whispered, tired sweaty, and completely satisfied. Then she kissed his chest and napped. 

"Eileen, I love you, too. I promise to be the best..." she snored and he realized she was asleep. Holding her against his chest, he mused, Hmmm, I wore her out. I'll pamper her when she wakes up. Easing from their bed, he went to make an important call. 

"Hello, Kevin." Shaun answered. Kevin greeted his mentor, forever grateful to him for saving his life. If he had not shown up, Kevin would not have survived. He would forever be grateful for him. Kevin asked, "I have a surprise. I want to drive home this Saturday. Can you have everyone meet at your house?"

Saturday morning dawned bright and early. Everyone arrived at the MacGregor's home. Shaun called everyone and told them what Kevin had said. They had finished breakfast and Kevin had not arrived. That morning, a little after eleven, he drove up.

Kevin and Eileen entered and everyone greeted them. Everyone was excited about his announcement when Kara screamed. "Oh my God, you two got married!" She grabbed Eileen's hand as everyone else noticed the gorgeous wedding band that donned her finger. Not to be outdone, JJ pointed out that Kevin's ring matched. The whole family celebrated welcoming Eileen into the family, finally.

Darren, Gianni, Michal and JJ cornered Kevin to tease him. "Oh Hell no, you tortured us before we married. It's pay back. We are going to..." Darren stopped and for a second looked at his brother, his friend. "Man, congrats, she is perfect and you deserve to be happy." 

"Darren's right, as much as I want to tease you, Kevin I'm so happy for you right now." Gianni added.

Kevin looked at all three of his brothers. He would never forget what they went through, where they came from, because that's what made them who they were. They were his family and that's all that mattered.

Glancing over, he saw the smirk on Michal's face, "Come on, Mike, let me have it." he teased. 

"Nope, I'm happy for you Kevin. I never knew you were so slow on the uptake, but you finally caught on. It took you long enough." he teased. Soon all the guys laughed and the women looked over. 

Eileen loved his family, because they made her feel at home. As she sat and talked with her new sisters, Ms. Delia took a moment to thank her for loving Kevin. She was rendered speechless by her gesture, because how could she not love the one man that was made for her, even though he was ornery, mule-headed, and short-tempered. He was hers, as she was his.

The cheers and jubilation lasted well into the day, before Shaun had a chance to speak with Kevin alone. Shaun went to his office because he needed a few moments. Someone knocked and entered. He thought it was Delia, but it wasn't; it was Kevin.

"Mr. MacGregor, are you alright? I looked up and you were gone." Kevin stated. "I'm fine, son", he answered. "I want you to know that I am so happy for you. You deserve this happiness. You've overcome so much. I want you to go on and live. Love her. Take care of her. Live your life son. You aren't alone anymore." He smiled.

Kevin hugged his mentor. This man, this one man, changed his life. Not only his, but the lives of his brothers. He'd honor him. He'd make sure he would help someone else along the way. Kevin realized he missed his wife. He smiled, his wife; that title had a nice ring to it.

So he and Shaun joined the rest of the family.

EPILOGUE

Shaun stood out to the side and simply admired his family. Delia walked over and asked what he was thinking about so intently. Shaun laughed. "Nothing much, just how a few traffic tickets was the best thing to ever happen to me." Delia looked at their kids and she had to agree. Those tickets years ago, changed their lives in ways they couldn't imagine. She and Shaun stood, hugging each other.

Darren looked over at the MacGregor's. He took a moment to reflect. He smiled as he thought for a moment about his life's journey. If it wasn't for that man standing over there, he'd probably be dead. Mr. MacGregor saved his life. Thanks to him, he had a beautiful wife, two lovely daughters, and a handsome new son. Years ago, Mr. MacGregor gave him a card. The card said,  "I know life is hard and you want to fight. Let me teach you to fight the right way, and I'll help you slay your demons. Trust me. I'm here for you." Those words gave him hope, and he latched on. Now, years later, he owed this man and he'd never forget it. He even took time to volunteer on weekends to mentor some of the young boys at his children's school. It wasn't much, but he'd learned that even the smallest step over time could yield big results.

When Mr. MacGregor promised to protect Clemmie, he sealed his fate as a true leader to him. Under the guidance of the MacGregors', Darren watched his baby sister flourish and blossom. Now, not only was she safe, but now happy and married to a man he considered his brother, Michal. Clemmie and Michal lived in LA, but when Shaun called, they came back home to be with Kevin. Clemmie was now a nurse practitioner. She and Michal's family was the reverse of his and Sharon's. They had two rowdy boys, and she and Michal were expecting their third child, a daughter. His sister was finally happy, as was he.

Clemmie smiled at her brothers as she glanced toward the two people that changed her life as well. Shaun and Delia MacGregor were the parents she and Darren lost when they were young, and she'd love them for eternity for the normalcy their love and support gave them. After Robert attacked her, she was at the lowest point in her life, but those two people would not let her drown. They fought for her, even when she could not fight for herself. Ms. Delia taught her how to be a woman, and for that alone she was eternally grateful. Mr. MacGregor promised her she was safe and he was true to his word. He always told her, don't thank me, help someone else along the way and she did. Because of them, she treated patients for free on weekends at her clinic, honoring the idea that Mr. MacGregor always taught. You should always help someone else along the way. She couldn't see many, but the few she could help, she did. 

Soon, Darren heard Gianni laugh and looked his way. Gianni was playing with his oldest, Giovanni. Gianni saw Darren looking pensive, and he too looked over at his mentor. He smiled and nodded at him. Gianni knew this quiet man was his life-line. He taught him how to be a man, not only him but also his brothers as well. He lost his mother a year ago, and it was hard, but he and his brothers were never alone. Shaun & Delia, alongside his wife Kara, and the rest of his family stood with them. Mr. MacGregor promised him he'd never be alone again, and he kept that promise. He held his wife close and watched their extended family mingle. He whispered a silent thank you to his mentor, his father.

Kevin would usually segregate himself. But today was about him and his wife. He looked across the area and saw Shaun and Delia. It was then he realized that he wasn't alone anymore. He had people that were there for him, cared for him. He smiled. Mr. MacGregor gave him a card that said, "Kevin, you are so much more than what you know. I am here for you and will help you find your way. Trust me, let me in and you'll never be alone again. Kevin looked into is eyes and he believed him. That moment changed everything for him. He met his brothers, and sister. They were and would always be a family. 

Michal looked at his parents. He was so proud and in awe of them. They were two of the most selfless people he knew, and he was honored to call them Mom and Dad. Years ago when his dad told him he was mentoring three guys from a detention center he worried at first, but in the end, he acquired three brothers and a beautiful woman that was all his. Michal stood and admired his parents for a moment, as he felt Clemmie's arm encircle his waist. Turning he moved behind her to hold her and caress her growing stomach, where his daughter was safe and protected, smiling he thought  I wonder if he has any idea how great he is. If he knows how many lives he has changed. I am so proud to be his son.

All four men stood and walked over to their mentor, their father. Each young man took a moment to thank the one man that fought for them, and gave them a reason to hold on. Delia stood next to her husband, as the boys showered both him and her with praise and adoration. She smiled.  Can one man make a difference?", she thought. "Yes, one man can."

THE END

Thank you all for reading this story. I hope you enjoyed the ending and that you weren't too disappointed. As I wrote this, I had no idea where it would lead. The characters took on a voice of their own. Late one night, I wondered could one man make a difference. This story was born.



Pay It Forward



He wasn't afraid of him. Darren saw that this man didn't cower. He stood up to him, and that earned this Old Dude mad respect. So Darren sat and let Shaun speak.

"Are you done, son? Now, let's get something straight. I am here to help you but you must help yourself. I'll come here twice a week to work with you, but I promise you this, Darren you will learn to read, you must. And something else Darren, you can have a life, but you have to choose it. I know the deck seems to be stacked against you, but you can make it out of this. Tomorrow, I'm rearranging my work schedule to visit with you guys throughout the week. I would like to hire a tutor to help you. Will you let me do that?" Shaun asked.

Darren was stunned and for a second couldn't respond. In two seconds, this guy had read him like a book. He figured out the one secret he'd fought his entire life to hide. Darren started to deny that he needed help, but Shaun stopped him. "I'm keeping this card, and the next time I come here, I want you to read it to me." And just like before, their time was up. 

Kersh came back in and told Darren it was time for lunch. The young man, seemingly in shock, staggered out of the room with the guard. Kersh led MacGregor back to his office to debrief. As the two men sat down to talk, Shaun asked a question that bugged him.

"So, Kersh, what were you doing yesterday? All those horrible things you said about these boys. Why?"

Kersh looked at MacGregor, embarrassed, "Mr. MacGregor, you don't get it. For some of these kids this place is home...safer for them even. These three boys have spent most of their lives here, not by choice, but chance. They are vulnerable, and I don't want them hurt. Yesterday, I was hoping to scare you off, but right now I'm glad it didn't work." Kersh smiled. Extending his hand in greeting, he shook Shaun MacGregor's hand, "Welcome to our dysfunctional family."



 I certainly hoped you enjoyed chapter one of the story. Please remember to vote and comment. Constructive feedback is welcomed.