I arrived at Cecelia's house late last night.  She lives on a lake (I'd tell you which one, but then you could stalk her) and her parents own a gas dock.  The weather was fairly nice, so, after we discussed boys, life, and how King Kong should have turned into a guy at the end instead of dying, we went for a nice long boat ride.  

Since neither of us have boating licenses, her parents came along to drive.  We sat in the front, laughing and talking like the best friends we were, her big black dog resting on our feet.  

"Who wants to drive?" Her parents asked, and I sat behind the wheel.  After a very brief course on the controls, I was speeding across the lake, laughing and grinning from ear to ear.  

After a while, I relinquished the controls and sat up front again, and Cecelia's parents drove us into a cove with huge, beautiful houses.  "That's Millionaires' Cove."  Cecelia explained.  

I stared at the gorgeous houses, until I saw a familiar, half-naked figure on one of the large docks.  

"Oh, hell."  I swore, just as Adam spotted me.  

"Little Ethan!" He shouted from his dock.  "It's nice of you to stop by."

Cecelia nudged me in the side.  "He is so hot."

"That's Adam."  I told her.  "He's evil."  

"ETH-AN!" Adam called again.  "COME HERE."

"Is he talking to you, Nathi?" Cecelia's parents asked.

"Yeah.  He calls me 'little Ethan' for some reason."  I waved reluctantly.  

It took Adam about a minute to take his huge boat out of its slip and met us in the water.   "I'm called Adam." He introduced himself to Cecelia's parents from his boat.  "That's my dog."

Cecelia's parents sort of flipped.  "No, Mocha is our dog.  We've had her since she was a puppy."

"No."   Adam flashed them an attractive smile, which didn't assuage their tempers.  "I'm mean that one."  He pointed at me.  "We're school friends and the club dog."

"The club?" Cecelia's dad repeated.  

There was that smile again.  "Yes.  I'm Adam Carter, founder and leader of the Four Lords, a group of rich and --"

Cecelia's parents just drove away.  

"I don't like that boy."  Her mother said.  "He seems a little arrogant and needs to be taught some manners."

I laughed so hard.  "A little arrogant?"  I choked out.  "He has enough arrogance to drown the whole friggin' world."

I was told to watch my language and we returned to the dock.

Cecelia and I were hanging out, helping with the coffee shop and filling boats with gas, when Adam drove his big boat up.  "I want gas."  He said, glancing at my bikini.  (I cut quite a figure in my bikini, because, even though I was cross dressing, I still had a C-cup.)

"Let me get C-chan." ((Cecelia is obsessed with Japanese culture.  I should hook her up with Taki))

I went into the little shop and waited for the sounds of his motor to go away.

Ten minutes later, we were dancing quite scandalously to the music on the radio and Adam drove up again, this time in another boat.  "Ethan, fill me up."  He called, and, blushing, I did so."

This continued until we went to church.  I am not Catholic, so I wasn't used to all the kneeling and such, and I never know when to stand or not.  But, when I was sitting alone in the pew when everyone else was taking communion, the sadist reappeared, dressed in designer everything.  He was so hot I just about let him sit next to me, but, when he did, I scooted three feet down.  Adam pretended to not have noticed.  

When the offering came around, I dug in my pockets, looking for my cash, but I guess I had spent it all on hot chocolate, because they were empty.  Adam smiled at me.  "I'll cover it."  He whispered and dropped in a thousand dollar bill.  

Church continued.  

I never knew it, but Adam can sing like Orpheus.  His perfect tenor rose like that of an angel during the hymns, and people looked around to see who could produce such wondrous tones.  When we were going through the "peace be with you" part and shaking everyone's hands, several people asked if he was in some boys' choir or the like.  One even asked if he was a eunuch.

"If only." I said quite loudly, and then shut up for the rest of church.