The Adventures of Stevie #12
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
Stevie is 11 in this story, which takes place near the end of the
regular school term.
The Adventures of Stevie #12 "Kit Hacker"
Dear Carlos,
I made a new very good friend today! His name is Kit Hacker. He is 16
and has blond hair. He's very good looking, but very thin, and smiles a
lot. Father brought him into my bedroom when I was drawing and
introduced us. He said Kit is one of the smartest people he knows and I
should get to know him, and it's alright to talk about the school
because he knows all about it. Then father left and I talked with Kit.
One time when he turned his head I saw he had a pony tail so I asked
him "Why do you have a pony tail?" He said "Why not"? Then I acted like
I was looking around him and said "Okay, but what did you do with the
rest of the pony?" He stared at me and then laughed. He said "Your
father warned me about you". I came back real fast with "What did he
say?" "Oh, nothing bad, just that you are smarter than most, and you
have a sly sense of humor." I said "Well, I do, and I'm keeping it",
and we both laughed. He looked at my models and said "I have never seen
these kinds of models before. Where can I get some like them?" I said
"You can't", and I told him why. I will tell you too.
I get regular plastic models you put together yourself from the
store, but I don't look at the instructions. I put parts from lots of
kits all together and make things I want from them, like space ships
and moon bases and other things you can't get models for. If the parts
I have don't fit, I cut them or grind them or bend them with heat. All
that makes a big mess I have to clean up, but I like what I finish
making. It's like sculpture in plastic. Easier than woking with metal,
and you don't have to fire it like you do with clay. Sometimes I put
lights and motors in them. I put a little pump in a sub so it can rise
and sink. I want to be a lot of things when I grow up but engineer is
something I really want. They didn't like engineering in school very
much, but they like it better now after I told them it would really
help with lock picking and safe cracking, which I don't know why they
want us to learn, but it's fun for me because I can do it very well
because of my strong fingers and extra hearing. One thing I don't like
about those subjects is you have to memorize a lot of stuff. You can't
pick a lock or crack a safe if you don't know all about it, which is
who made it and what model it is, so you know what kind of keys it uses
or how many numbers in the combination and which way and how many turns
you have to dial it.
Kit said he is in the Boy Scouts. An Eagle Scout. That's a special
level for really good and smart Scouts. You have to be a real leader to
be one. I said wanted to be in scouts, but that's not true, and I
didn't have time for scouts. He said he knew and was sorry about it,
but I could go camp this summer and it's just as good. I told him I
don't want to go to camp. I have too many things to do here which I
like. He said I should try it. I could learn some things I couldn't
learn any other way. Good things. I said maybe. Then he said my father
wants me to go. I knew right then I was going. Father is not somebody
you can argue with. Even if you don't think so, what he wants just
happens. I was thinking about all that when I felt somebody hug me.
It was Kit, which I had stopped noticing. It felt good. Kit felt very
good and exciting just like he was Jeremy. I was surprised at that and
hugged him back I think a little more than he expected. My monster
liked it a lot. I could tell his did too. I could tell he knew I knew.
Then he let me go and I reached for him to come back. Kit said "Hmm,"
like he didn't know what to say, and then "Do you know about this kind
of thing?" I whispered "Yes, it means we have sexual feelings for each
other. I know all about it." Then he said "So you know we can't do
those things with each other?" I said through my crumpled face and
dripping eyes, "WHY?" He said "Because I could go to jail for a very
long time if I do sexual things with you." I said "I didn't know that!
Doc didn't tell me those stuffy people who don't like homo things
actually made laws against it." He asked about Doc, and I told him what
Doc said.
Kit said "Doc is a good man, but sometimes it's better to learn
things a little at a time, and not all at once. That could be why he
didn't tell you it all at once, and maybe he didn't know everything.
Yes there are laws, but not just for gay people. That's right, we
prefer that word because we chose it. The other words are like insults.
There are laws to protect kids from having a really bad time with
adults who want to do sex things with them. Sometimes adults don't ask,
and really hurt the kids they think they love. The law says kids don't
have the ability to know what's good for them and what's bad, so the
law is there to help protect them by punishing older people who hurt
them. Unfortunately, the law doesn't make exceptions for kids like you
who are smarter than they are. They are right in a way, because there
are some things you can't learn any way but by experience, and kids'
brains are still growing and changing, and can't understand some things
until later. Doc is right to say you shouldn't do it just to please
somebody, but kids do want to please adults they like, even though it
might hurt them later. The law is there because of that. Sometimes the
law has to be a little bad for some people so it can be good for most
people."
I thanked him for telling me all that. Then I said "I don't want you
to go to jail, EVER! I'm glad I can talk to you about these things. You
are really a great person and I like you very much. Can I ask you about
something else that's private?" He said "Sure. I would be honored." I
told him all about Will, and about my monster and jump away problems.
He got really angry about what Will did and looked like he wanted to
cry. He said I should tell an adult I trust right away if anything like
that happens ever again. People like Will need to be stopped before
they can become worse and really hurt and maybe kill some boy. I was
surprised, and he said yes it does happen. I shivered at how bad it
could have been.
Then we talked about my monster. He said the jump away problem will
probably go away when I have puberty. That's good! Ha ha. Then he said
he was really sick when he was little and had to take medicines which
made his monster really big for his age, so he knew how I felt about
it. I wanted to see it, so I asked him. He said there is a law against
that too. Sheesh! "I can't show you, because it's against the law, and
for another reason. Your father trusts me to be good to you. I don't
want to do anything on purpose he wouldn't want me to do. I have an
idea, though. Let me think about it. Do you want your gift now?"
I said "Gift? What gift?" He said "I almost forgot. Since you are
going to camp, you will need something to swim in, so I brought
something for you just like what I wear." He reached outside the door
and brought back a bag and gave it to me. I took out a beautiful very
bright blue swim suit that said Speedo on it. He said the color is
"Neon Blue". I said "It's great! Blue is my favorite color. Thank you
very much! Can I try it on now?" He said "Sure, but wait till I close
the door." He did and I stripped so fast I tore some buttons off my
shirt. Kit's eyes opened real wide and he said "Wow!" I put my hands up
near his chin. He asked me why I did that. I said "So I can catch your
eyeballs for you if they pop out." He almost strangled trying not to
laugh. He laughed anyway. So did I.
Then I tried to put on the suit. Tried. Couldn't. My monster liked his
attention so much it got as big as it could get and kept jumping up at
him. I was not embarrassed. I wanted him to see it and like it, and not
just because I knew he wanted to. He tried to look serious and said "I
think maybe you should wait and try it on later. Get dressed now
because I have an idea about something we could do that you wanted to."
I got dressed in a hurry. I left my shirt out so my monster wouldn't
show too much. Then he said "I'm going to go into the bathroom. I'm
going to pull my pants and underwear down so I can use the toilet. I
will not lock the door. I will not be surprised if some curious kid
comes in without knocking. The door will have to stay open a little,
but I can be warned if somebody hears somebody coming, by somebody who
might be nearer the door. Got it?" I was too excited to speak, so I
nodded so hard my head almost flew off. I was going to need it, so I
held it on so it would stay.
It happened just like he said it would, except for one more thing. He
let me touch it! It was big like mine, and hard and soft and smooth at
the same time. Then I had to leave and go back to the bedroom. I felt
really good! I think he didn't feel too bad himself. Ha ha.
He came back in the bedroom and said "There is one more thing I
almost forgot to tell you." I said "What what what" like I couldn't
stop, because I knew it would be exciting too. He said "I'm going to
teach at your school next year." I don't know what I said after that
because I was so happy and excited, but it must have been very loud. I
grabbed and hugged him so tight I think he couldn't breath. I had to
let go after a while so I could unsmash my nose from his chest and put
my glasses on straight. Father came in and asked what the noise was
about. He had a small smile so I think he knew a little. Kit told him
why I yelled. So did I at the same time Father's head was going back
and forth like he was watching ping pong. He held up his hand and said
"Good," and signaled "question" to Kit. I didn't see what Kit signaled
back. Then father told me I can tell Kit anything I wanted to about
anything, and Kit would keep it private even from my father if I asked.
He said everybody should have a special friend to share secrets with,
and Kit can be mine if we both want it, because he trusts Kit and I can
too. I signaled "question" to Kit and he said "Yes!" I told father YES
too.
That night, and every night after, I went to sleep thinking about
Kit. His swim suit helped, because I had it next to the pillow so I
could see it when I opened my eyes I didn't want to close. The
beautiful Neon Blue gift from Kit smelled like him, too. I think he
might have worn it before he gave it to me. I want to think that, and
that he is so smart he would know I would like that VERY much, because
I really do.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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