4:30 AM on Friday morning, James wakes up Mike and Vern as usual. James isn't sure why, but he has noticed the two cooks have not slept together since Tuesday. He is not too concerned as long as it doesn't affect their work.
Mike, sleepily, "This getting up in the middle of the night is getting old fast."
James responded, "Weekend starts tomorrow so we get a break."
"I thought we had to do this 7 days a week."
"We do, kind of. We normally work from 4:30 AM to about 7:00 PM. Serving 3 meals a day. We do a different schedule on the weekends. We serve a brunch from about 9 AM to Noon, and then a Supper from about 3 PM to 5 PM. So on the weekends, instead of a 14 or 14½ hour day, we have about a 10-hour day. If we can get one more guy, we could actually split the weekdays into 2 shifts, and even give each of us one weekend day off."
"Mike," James continued, "Once you are a little better trained, even with just the three of us, we can probably schedule one of us to leave before dinner time each night on a rotation. See you two in a few."
"Vern?" Mike questioned, "Where can I obtain some Lube?"
"Do you have a commissary account?"
"No, how do I get one?"
"Jesse can get you the form to apply. Somebody outside, like a friend or relative, has to deposit money into it, then you will have the card, like a VISA card, to use to buy stuff through the commissary."
"Something like the one I had in the pen."
"You still got that one?"
"Yes"
"Any money on it?"
"Should be."
"That card should work here also." Vern continued, "In desperation, I have borrowed a little oil or even butter, from the kitchen. Put it in a plastic soufflé cup with a lid. That will grease up a cock, or a man pussy."
"Thanks Vern, I appreciate the ideas. Guess we better get down there and help James."
It is 6 AM on Friday morning and Dorm 1 is awake and buzzing with the normal chaos. Adam looked over to bed #10 and saw his lover still under the sheet. Kurt headed to the bathroom, and Adam was going to grab the opportunity, while Kurt was out of sight, to run over and kiss his boyfriend 'good morning'.
Adam slipped over and pounced on top of Nate, pushing his lips onto Nate's lips. Nate instinctively wrapped his arms around Adam and the two kissed passionately, disregarding anyone else in the room. They haven't realized yet, that they are incapable of sharing a quick kiss.
Meanwhile, Kurt has returned. He is standing next to his bed, grinning widely, watching his buddy and boyfriend making out on Nate's bed. Suddenly, Adam comes to a realization that they are being watched, he jumps up and off the bed, fully erected and even dripping pre and Nate has his feet on the floor almost as quickly, also sporting a full and dripping erection.
"I believe introductions are in order here!" said Kurt, standing before the two naked, red faced lovers.
Adam, clearing his throat, "Nate, I'd like you to meet my best friend, Kurt, and Kurt, this is my boy- uh -new friend, Nate."
Kurt, grinning, shook Nate's hand, "I don't think that was a slip of the tongue, Adam, I believe you two are boyfriends, and I am fine with that."
Adam, quietly, "Thanks, Kurt, that means a lot to me."
Kurt, thinking, "I have a suggestion, Nate, why don't you ask Jesse if you can swap beds and take #9 instead of #10, so your beds would be next to each other."
"I like that idea," replied Nate, "Thanks, Kurt."
"Oh, and Nate," putting his arm around Adam's shoulder, "You ever hurt my little buddy here, you're gonna answer to me!"
Nate responded, "Kurt, I would never hurt him, I love him too much to hurt him. The first time I met him I knew he was special!"
Kurt stated, "I actually think you have been good for him. When he came in last night, he was like, on cloud 9. I've never seen him so high, maybe Love is a Drug. Adam, you gonna get dressed before breakfast? Or just live on love today."
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Friday about 12:30 in the cafeteria.
Luke, as usual, is bringing up the tail of the Carpentry Group in the lunch line.
Mike, quietly, "Luke, can we get together tonight?"
Luke, nodding, "Meet you here when you get off, ok?"
Mike gave him a thumb up.
Sometime during the afternoon, Mike filled a soufflé cup with butter and had stashed it away in a fridge where he could grab it easily on his way out.
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Friday evening about 7:00 PM, at the cafeteria
Mike grabbed the butter out of the fridge and stuck it in his pocket then left the cafeteria, walked down the hallway to the exit and out to the air. He observed Luke a few feet away, sitting on a bench.
Mike, walking toward Luke, "Hi Luke."
"How's it going Mike?" Luke answered.
Luke stood up, and both men just kind of strolled along breathing the cooler evening air.
"So-So , we are stretched thin, with just the 3 of us, but hoping maybe we get another trainee next week. And how are things going with you?"