Baker wants me to do?" Mr.Baker wants me to do?" Mr. Edwards nodded. "You play your cards right, you could do well boy,... very well. And I know you can play, right? Cal made sure of that by the sound of things." Slowly Rafael smiled, then began to giggle. "You knew all along, didn't you? What Cal was doing to me. It was your idea for Cal to do that to me,... so I liked it?" The man shrugged, "You're certainly smart enough kid, though a person wouldn't know from your schoolwork. Hell that's life, kid. You won't be the first boy out of Centerville to get his ass hammered. Grant had his fun too, didn't he? From what I hear Jerry didn't miss out on much either. Except for one important detail, and Cal,... well he took good care of that." Rafael smirked no longer able to hold back, "You know about Grant and Jerry?" The man smiled. "I know most of the things that go down. Maybe 'up' would be more descriptive. Al Baker picked you out when you were still in Davis. You're a cutie. You're built just right, exactly the way he likes boys. Smart enough not to tell stories and smart enough to do what you're told. Let's just say you've been groomed for the job, shall we?" Rafael grinned cheekily. "No need to tell Cal about our little conversation is there?" Rafael nodded. "Our secret, right boy?" Rafael nodded again. Mr. Edwards smiled and continued. "Okay. Now then, Al, Mr. Baker to you, unless he tells you otherwise, is gonna pick you up here tomorrow evening and take you to the baseball game. It's a night game so you won't get back till late. He'll probably want to have a little fun somewhere first. I don't think he'll take you to his house, but he might. More likely it'll be somewhere in his car. Now he knows boys, and like I said you aren't the first boy from here to,... uh,... have a good time with him. You might be the last boy if you're real lucky. |