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Prologue
He swirls, he twirls
Thy hips he moves are silken smooth,
The largeness between his thighs,
Hard as rock, yet soft to the touch
He swirls, he twirls
Around the pole he goes,
Slowly at first, picks up speed,
Fans scream his name, “Oh Adam, you’re so beautiful a man”
Adam grins down at his adoring fans; he knows they love him just the way he is, unlike the people he called family for almost 20 years of his life. He lost his parents at the tender age of 10, and after being passed down from one foster family to another he was finally settled down with what seemed to be the perfect foster ‘family’. The social services did in actual fact do a background check on the family but they failed to respond to Adam’s desperate pleas to pretty please not let him live with this family. Adam was a sensitive child, and he could tell from the man who was to become his new father was the kind of man you’re parents warned you about, the kind that if being challenged, would strike out physically and abusively against their children and his wife. It wasn’t so much in the way the man looked, for physically he’s pretty normal looking and smiley, but it was something in his eyes that made Adam took a step back out of fear. For young Adam saw something sinister in those eyes, those eyes had a glint of pure evil in them…
Chapter 1: Sad memories
29 January 1982. On this day a rather special baby was born and when he first opened his heavenly blue eyes for the first time, his loving mother and father were perfectly aware of that. For this baby was to grow up to be an entertainer, just like his own parents, their parents and their parents before them. He was to become a man whose passion and drive it is to entertain millions of adoring fans by the power of his lean, tall and well-built body and fast feet, the breathtaking beauty and seduction in the world of ballroom dancing. Sadly, his and his parents’ dreams of perfecting that dream was never reached thanks to a tragic plane crash which caused the death of his father, whilst his mother was left behind and later followed her husband into heaven after 3 years of heartfelt longing for the man she loved. Thus little Adam was left alone at the tender age of 10, a boy who once had so many dreams with his parents of dancing and becoming the number one in the world was taken in 6 foster homes, all of them complaining of him being “too feminine”, “too gay”, “a sissy” and all in all “not the type of kid they want to be associated with”.
So, after living with 6 foster families the social services worker who was responsible for Adam eventually gave up on him and placed him with the Murtaughs. They were a nice enough family in the beginning, I could give them that, but after the first month their true colours began to show. They already knew young Adam’s heart and soul lay in the arts in all its forms, thanks to the info in his file, and so they vowed to “man” him up and to stop his interest in these ‘feminine activities’ as they called it. The Murtaughs were extremely conservative and prejudiced against almost everyone except themselves. All the men in the family MUST play football or baseball; even basketball and soccer are forbidden. Music is a taboo topic and none is ever played, even though the family has plenty of CD’s lying around. Poor Adam got a beating once for daring to ask why they have CD’s but they never played them. He never asked them that question ever again.
When Adam’s parents were still alive, he was a member of the children’s’ choir and theater group and regularly played the male lead (sometimes even a female if the role required it). His voice and dance moves were something extraordinary and left many a teacher in awe and his classmates either proud or noticeably jealous. Of course, after being taken in by seven different households he couldn’t participate in these activities any longer and the town he’s currently staying in’s school doesn’t offer any artistic programs except for the orchestra. Adam, having all that artsy blood from at least three generations running through his blood, couldn’t resist auditioning for the orchestra. He was then signed the roll as the flute player.
Next chapter: Music is my life, deal with it
Adam faces off against his foster parents about him being in the orchestra and doing what he loves the most.