Posted on March 21, 2013 by J Elyzabeth
“Why are you still here?” Frank was amazed and worried. When he had talked to Jake it had sounded like the weekend had gone well, but Nat was back to work on Wednesday. Well Nat’s body was back at work, his mind not so much.
Nat looked up at Frank obviously trying to hold it in, Frank melted. “Come here kid.” Nat came for the hug and comfort he so obviously needed. He started bawling and all Frank could do was hold him. He’d be talking to Jake tonight. “Shh.. It’ll all work out.”
“There was nothing I could do” Frank was saying later that night. “He was devastated Jake, how could you just leave him here?” Frank had spent all morning in the auto office consoling Nat instead of working on the car that was due the end of this week. Nat had needed it. “You do realize I had no choice but to bring him home. He’s asleep in the guest room.”
“I had no choice, he has to make this decision.” Frank could hear Jake growling at the sound of his boy in someone else’s house. “He has a lot of issues and I’m moving over there as soon as I have everything here straitened out. .”
“But to leave him like this?” Frank was growling now. Both of these men he cared about and they were both stubborn. He knew Nat wouldn’t call Jake and Jake like the good Dom he was would give Nat room to figure things out. “Well don’t wait too long, I don’t want to lose another office admin. That kid has the auto shop running so tight. He has to get it together before the boys in back find out.”
Frank ran his hand over his head. He was losing hair quickly and these two were not helping him.
“I’ve already talked to an agent. I just have to find a place over there. Keep an I on him.” Jake let out a huge sigh. Frank could hear him drop onto some furniture. “I’ll try to get back quickly.”
“He’s not going to call you.”
“I know Frank.”
“Just… just keep an eye on him. I have to make sure I have everything ready before I can give him what he needs.” Frank could see Jake sitting with his head in his hands. He’d seen that pose many times when Jake was working out a problem. “I’m coming for him. I don’t think he believes that. But I am coming for him.”
Frank snorted. Kid had gotten under the almighty Jake’s skin. “You fell for him.”
Frank watched as Nat and Jake left the shop. It was closing time and he was once again going home to an empty house. He was envious for his friend. Envious and well… He had mentored Jake and now was happy to see his friend settle down with his own sub.
He should probably go and check in on the club. See the new crop of boys, but who was he kidding?
Making sure the office was locked as well as the store front, Frank walked back to the shop just as they guys pulled down the doors.
“You going out to play tonight?”
“Not tonight boys. I have some things to do.” Frank watched as everyone got into their cars and drove off before going and getting on his bike. He checked his messages
There is a rogue out. We may need to tighten security. Talk in the morning.
Frank looked at the sky. Just what the community needed. Well nothing for it tonight.
Posted on June 10, 2013 by J Elyzabeth
Yep. Bugs. Simple and easy.
Prose, poetry, play. Fiction, nonfiction. It’s all good, all bugs.
“Jake! Jake! Jake!”
Jake came running from the shop with Frank right behind him, “What?”
Nat was standing on the table in front of the couch in his office, “B-b-b-b-b-bug!” He pointed over towards the corner behind his desk.
Jake walked over to look thinking it would be a little beetle or something, nope! He scooted right back to stand behind Nat, he wasn’t quite joining him on the table. “Frank?!”
Frank walked around the desk and looked down, a very large, ugly, brown beetle was sitting in the corner. Frank grabbed a cup and a piece of paper and scooped up the bug. “I’ll just take this outside.”
“My Hero!” Nat jumped into a laughing Jake’s arms.
Posted on April 2, 2015 by J Elyzabeth
Frank checked with each Security station, the dungeon master, his partner James, double checked that Nat and Jake had indeed left and walked out the door.
He made sure that his phone was on. Every now and then something happened and he had to go back. Rarely as he was more the silent partner. He was growing tired of the games. Tired of trying to find a little innocence in the fresh faces that came in with each new crop.
He’d given the training of the subs and Masters over to Dirk, their new Dungeon Master. Upgrading security and hiring someone, that someone being a long time friend of all of theirs and his security firm. Well that had been a stroke of genius and a little luck. He could use a little luck, he seemed to be spending more time in the shop running herd on the boys there, watching over his friends.
Frank was ready for love to come his way.
Frank saw the screen on his phone flash. Dirk.
“Frank, we have a problem.”