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Chapter 50: The Mystery of the Sweet Stuff

Chapter 50: The Mystery of the Sweet Stuff

Roger thanked Kieran and turned to Frankie. "I expect you to hold me when I don’t feel good. I expect you to sleep with me at night and hold our baby. I’ll need all the help that you can give me, but you have to talk to the owner here so that we have a place to stay, and you must give him a hard day’s work. Maybe you can work with the construction crew—that would do you good. Fresh air, and you can build your body better."

Frankie shook his head yes. "I will speak to the owner as soon as he will see us, and I will plead my case. If he tells me to go, I won’t leave without you. I won’t leave without our child."

"I’ve got a pretty good in with the guy, and he likes Martin also." Hanz smiled. "He doesn’t mind hard luck cases, and believe me, the two of you are some of the hardest ones."

He continued, "He took in 46 out of 47 cases from the raid, and they’re going to build new dorms. Every room will only have two beds—no more overcrowding. Private showers, private baths, a teaching room so that they can learn and excel in their education. Plus, he’s building a special library and museum dedicated to the Genman species. This should help everyone."

Angela asked Hanz if he was ready to go to the office for a while in the city. "Tony wanted everyone to report—there’s a new development and we need to be there. If Martin was available, he might want to attend also."

"I’ll be here and I’ll do teleconference. I’m still not quite ready to go back to the office," Martin replied.

"I understand, but if you don’t mind, watch these two here. Don’t let them get into any trouble." Angela smiled. "But if you do me a favor, drop Frankie by the construction site and give him to Roy. He can use a little help since Ben’s out. Tell Roy if he has any problems or needs any information, just call me. But he’ll be okay—maybe even Robbie can take Frankie to one of the building sites with him."

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Frankie was excited. He wanted to go—he wanted to see what this place was all about. He hadn’t experienced hardly anything in his life, nothing but white rooms and the stuff they used to give him to drink. He would exercise, sleep, drink the stuff, then he’d be back in his bed when he woke up. Not a very good life, but at least he had some good food here.

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Hanz stopped by the construction office and walked in with Frankie. Roy was doing his business as usual, looked up from the terminal, and smiled. "So, what can I do for you today, good-looking?"

"This here’s Frankie. He got in last night—he’s staying with Angela along with another young man. He has no learning, so you can mold him. You can show him what to do, and Robbie can do whatever he wants with him. He’s eager and willing to learn." At that moment, Robbie walked in and looked over Frankie from head to toe. "He’s got a little bit more growing to do. Young man, stick with me and you’ll look like this body—I’ll have you fit."

Hanz explained the situation. Frankie was very embarrassed, but Robbie understood. "We’re all young once and horny at one time. Just sometimes your dick can get you in trouble—or someone else." He didn’t fault Frankie because he knew the real story. He’d spoken to Zach and felt sorry for the young man, but he would learn.

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Hanz left. Robbie called Frankie to sit down beside him on a chair and to start looking over his shoulder and learning what he was doing. Frankie was sharp—he caught on to things almost immediately. He was looking at one figure compared to another location on the plan. He pointed out and asked Robbie, "Why are these two sides different? Should they not be the same size, or will it throw off the whole building structure?"

Robbie looked at the plans and realized that he had put in two different figures, and it would have definitely thrown off the building. He shook Frankie’s hand and thanked him for pointing out the error. "You see there, young man, you’re smarter than what you think. You will be a fine builder."

Roy had to admit Frankie was very smart, and he was learning by leaps and bounds. He caught on just as quick as you could show him something—he was on to the next item. He was amazing with facts and figures and dimensions. The kid was a natural.

"You got a little while, kid," Robbie said.

Frankie looked at him. "I’m supposed to follow you around everywhere. Roger is at the house with Martin, Kieran, Jonathan, and William, so he’s being watched well. So yes, I’m available."

"Good. We’re going to have lunch at my place with my mate Luther. He’ll want to meet you—might have a lot in common with each other." Robbie smiled, then looked at Frankie. "So how many kids do you have?"

Frankie looked down. "I found out that I got three myself, and now Roger and I are going to have one after I got him pregnant last night. It was an accident, but I have to make it right—stay with him and help him raise the baby. He’s too young."

"What do you mean you found out you have three yourself? Where are your children?" Robbie looked at Frankie and inquired.

"I don’t know. They said I had a virus and I swelled up. I drank the sweet stuff, I went to sleep, my stomach was flat. Two months later it started to swell, and it happened again. They rolled me out in a fancy roller chair and told me I was cured after the third time I swelled up big. I lived in white rooms with a wall that had what they call pictures on them that changed. I ate, I slept, I exercised. They gave me the sweet stuff, and a couple days later I’d wake up in bed. I would be sore on my what they call a penis, and my hang downs would be sore."

"Sounds like they were doping you up and using you as a breeder. Corporate Ranches do that quite often, but they were supposed to all be shut down," Robbie remarked.

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