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The Hero 5

The Hero 5

by amischiefmaer
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In many ways Jeff Furlong was an unusual guy. He didn't seem to be motivated by the same things that most guys his age -- twenty seven at the start of this story -- were. He was contemplative rather than outgoing; drank fruit juice rather than beer; had no interest in watching or participating in most sports; he considered chasing loose women as demeaning to both the male and the female; he was just barely on the ambivert side of introvert; he loved classical music and hated rap and hip hop; he was idealistic not materialistic; and he loved stage plays.

Given the above one might conclude that Jeff Furlong was either gay or a wimp. That he was neither also indicated his unusual persona. He was intellectual without being judgmental, could afford not to be materialistic because he had money from a trust fund set up by his deceased paternal grandparents; and he was the epitome of the clichΓ© "tough as nails." While he had no interest in sports he loved the wilderness and working out so he had developed a body that was both gym and backwoods strong; plus he was six feet four inches (193 cm) tall and 230 pounds (105 kg) of muscle. He was no karate or kung fu devotee but it would take a real martial arts expert that didn't mind having some real pain inflicted upon them to best him in a fight.

Oh -- one more thing -- Jeff could give a shit what anyone thought about him. Unfortunately to many women that attitude came across as semi-hostile, and despite many features that most women would consider highly desirable he had had few worthwhile romantic or sexual relationships -- even though he had a relatively high libido even for a young in-shape heterosexual male.

Jeff worked as an environmental engineer for the non-profit Wild Things Inc. interested in keeping wild spaces wild and precluding Federal and State governments from giving in to special interests and making sweetheart deals with them for exploitation of natural resources that really belonged to the American people. His job made him many enemies with special interest corporations and individuals especially when he testified in Court against them, but as earlier indicated he didn't give a shit. He pursued what he and Wild Things considered protection of the environment for everyone with zeal unmatched in the experience of his adversaries.

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The origin of this story starts with a very unusual circumstance. The executives of a number of corporations interested in exploiting a wilderness area for its timber and mineral rights were planning an outing -- including their families -- on one of the rivers in the area. Jeff and Wild Things were intensely against not only the attempted exploitation but against the river trip. The powered boats that they intended to use for the outing could easily damage some of the pristine areas of the river basin, and also the planned expedition totally lacked an appreciation of how dangerous it might be.

Despite Jeff's testimony in a preliminary injunction hearing before a judge who seemed to be sympathetic to the special interest corporations, the Judge denied the preliminary injunction against the corporate big wigs and their families planned river trip. Therefore the trip would take place two weeks hence.

Jeff and Wild Things were particularly distressed since it became clear to them at the hearing that Tom Bering, the owner of the organization that was providing the boats and guides, was inexperienced and lacked attention to detail in his approach to safety. Especially damning was his statement that he knew that the most dangerous rapid on the trip (you would think that the name alone would cause concern -- "The Devil's Jacuzzi") could easily be negotiated rather than portaged around. Jeff knew from experience that portaging around The Devil's Jacuzzi was the only safe thing to do since at least six people that he knew of had drowned trying to run it in the last three years alone.

The CEO of the lead special interest corporation -- Ripit Corp. -- was most responsible for planning the trip. His name is Carleton Davis, a 55 year old graduate of Harvard's MBA program. While he talked his thirty two year old trophy wife Melissa into going along and finally convinced her that it was safe for their five year old son Wilson to also accompany them, Melissa made it clear that their two year old daughter Constance was not going -- she was staying home with the nanny and Carleton's parents.

Going with the Davis family in the same boat were Tom Bering, the naΓ―ve owner of the adventure organization conducting the trip, Carleton's male bodyguard Joe Reno, and Carleton's female assistant thirty eight year old Stephanie Baker and her thirty five year old husband Bill. There were five other identical boats with executives and some staff members from five other special interest corporations or organizations.

At least Bering was intelligent enough to require all participants to wear Type V life jackets and helmets, although he wasn't skilled enough to fit all of them properly.

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Jeff had a discussion with himself about whether to just let the disastrous rive trip happen, sure that lives would be lost, or to do something to minimize the resulting harm. When he found that children would be on two of the boats and that the forecast was for rain the night before the trip so that the river flow would be higher than normal he decided that he had to do something.

Enlisting the help of three other employees of Wild Things, Jeff constructed a cantilever with a pulley system having hooks on the cable running between the pulleys. The cantilever-pulley assembly was constructed immediately after the portion of The Devil's Jacuzzi that was the most dangerous. At that location a channel of the river that bent to the left was extremely dangerous and where most deaths had occurred while the channel that bent to the right was also intense but much more livable.

Jeff also arranged to have two boats from the local rescue organization -- of which he was a member -- just downstream of The Devil's Jacuzzi.

When Jeff and his coworkers saw the flotilla approaching Jeff shinned out on the cantilever so that he was just above the most logical part for someone flipped out of a boat to end up, two of his coworkers were positioned at the pulley system to assist Jeff, and his third coworker got on top of a rock to film the entire sequence.

Unfortunately, the testimony that Jeff gave in Court was spot on. When the first boat -- containing Bering, the Davis family, et al -- hit The Devil's Jacuzzi it was almost immediately flipped. Of course Jeff couldn't tell exactly who the people on the boat were, but the first two swept into the rapids were a child and a woman. Jeff grabbed one with each hand, put the child's poorly fitted life jacket on one pulley hook and the woman's on another and his coworkers started pulling them in.

The next person down the rapids was a man; he was too heavy to pull out but Jeff deflected him to the right, safer, bend. Next came another woman who Jeff extracted and lifted her life jacket onto a hook, then another man, out of Jeff's reach so that he went down the left, dangerous, bend. Two more men were trying to stay with the overturned boat, but first one, then the other, were swept away from the boat. The first Jeff was able to deflect to the right bend, the second went down the left bend.

The other boats seeing what happened, and strongly encouraged by the worker filming the event, motored over to a flat area just upstream of The Devil's Jacuzzi and disembarked.

The downstream rescue boats pulled the four men who had past the rapids out of the water. The two that went on the right side -- Carleton Davis and Tom Bering -- were shaken but without serious injury. Of the two that were swept down the left bend one -- the bodyguard Joe Reno -- was dead. The other, Bill Baker, had a broken arm and broken leg and had ingested a lot of water, but he would eventually recover. Apparently because Joe was so heavy the force with which his head hit a first rock and then a second one, was too much for his helmet to protect him.

Eventually, the five other boats portaged around The Devil's Jacuzzi and completed the trip although the child, three women, and two men from those boats left them and went with the rescue team once the four men who had been swept through the rapids were dealt with.

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The women, Melissa Davis and Stephanie Baker, and the child Wilson Davis, who Jeff and his team had rescued, were badly shaken and crying. With their helmets and life jackets on, and wet hair in their faces, Jeff never got a good look at the women -- and the child was crying hysterically in what appeared to be his mother's arms. Two of Jeff's coworkers took the women and child away to meet with the men who were not hospitalized or dead, while the other of Jeff's coworkers helped him dismantle the cantilever pulley assembly.

Ultimately Wild Things -- with Jeff as the spokesman -- went to the media and lambasted the judge, Tom Bering, and Carleton Davis for the ill-advised stunt. Bering and Ripit Corp. were sued by Reno's estate and both quickly settled, Bering lost his state license to operate an adventure organization, and all of the special interest participants took big public relations hits. The backlash was strong enough that the special interest corporations and organizations -- at least for the time being -- stopped their attempts to get timber and mineral rights to the wilderness area where The Devil's Jacuzzi was located.

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One person associated with the disastrous river trip who previously had no knowledge of the testimony in the court case for the preliminary injunction but who sought to find out everything that she could about it was Melissa Davis.

Melissa was pissed beyond words that not only her life, but the life of her five year old son, had been put at risk and easily could have ended in death for one or both of them if not for the foresight and efforts of Jeff Furlong and his associates. When she also thought about how Carleton had wanted their two year old girl Constance along too steam came out of her ears. She was not used to putting Carleton in his place but she did just that -- while unabashedly screaming at him -- even in front of his parents. Things turned icy in the Davis household.

Melissa read the entire transcript of the preliminary injunction hearing and looked up Jeff and Wild Things not just on the Internet and social media, but also in person, without directly interfacing with them. She wrote a sincere letter of thanks to Wild Things and gave them a check for $250,000. At first Carleton balked at that but when Melissa reminded him that Wild Things had likely saved the lives of his entire family, as well as that of his assistant and her husband, he shut up.

The entire situation had a profound effect on Melissa, even beyond what was described above. She found herself developing a need to gain some sort of validation from the man she considered a hero who was most responsible for saving her life -- and that of her son -- Jeff Furlong. She even hired a P. I. to find out everything that she could about him. Her visceral reaction to him when she saw him in the flesh weeks after the event -- without approaching him -- confused her greatly.

Melissa was forced by the life-altering event to do a self-examination. After a few weeks she came to the realization that she had been a shallow person most of her life, concerned mostly with material things. With the phenomenal physical beauty that she had been gifted at birth things were easy for her growing up. People always wanted to be associated with someone as strikingly beautiful as she was. She realized that she had always used her physical appearance to manipulate those around her -- especially men -- yet she never allowed herself to become truly emotionally involved.

The only exception to her inwardly cold persona was her children, who she felt differently toward than any other people or things on earth. They were the only two people that she would sacrifice for in every way.

Melissa ultimately came to the realization that she didn't love her husband Carleton, nor any other adult, and that essentially all of her adult relationships were superficial. Most difficult for her to ultimately accept, however, was that she was not an empathetic or charitable person. Once she fully accepted the unflattering things that her self-examination had taught her about herself she vowed to change.

Using her middle name -- Bethany -- as her first name, and her maiden name -- Ross -- as her surname, she started working part time as a volunteer at Wild Things. She maintained the persona of a single mother. Instead of driving her Mercedes to Wild Things the days that she volunteered Bethany bought a five year old Prius and drove it.

When Bethany/Melissa first met Jeff in person a strange feeling overcame her. For the first time in her life that she could recall she sought out the goodwill of a man rather than expecting him to seek out her goodwill, or maybe even worship at her shrine.

Jeff was both friendly but reserved when Bethany talked with him and a few others when they were introduced. Unlike most men she had encountered he didn't stare at her or act silly or obsequious toward her. Rather he treated her as any other volunteer for the organization.

Bethany got Jeff's schedule and made sure that she worked at Wild Things on days and at times where he was almost certain to be there. After several weeks of saying "Hi," doing some basic work on some of his projects, and a few lunches together with others in the Wild Things cafeteria, he and she were the only ones in the cafeteria for a late lunch one Thursday.

After some initial small talk Bethany got right to what she really wanted to find out from Jeff. "I understand that about a month before I started here you were a real hero and saved several people's lives," Bethany said with a smile.

"I think that's somewhat of an exaggeration," he demurred."

"How so?" she inquired.

"Well, unfortunately a man was killed during that incident, which was a real downer."

"Wouldn't more have died without your intervention?"

After a pause Jeff answered in an entirely serious tone "Well it is very likely that the little boy would have died. He was going toward the left channel and both little and heavy people are more susceptible than average sized adults to having a deadly outcome. Also, his life jacket had not been fit properly so he most likely would have died. However, the two women that I pulled out most likely would have gone down the right channel where there was only a 5-10% chance that they would die or be seriously injured, but I was grateful that I was able to avoid that chance for them. I did help the two guys who I redirected to the right channel and they came out OK, but another guy who I couldn't redirect to the right had severe injuries, but by now has recovered."

Jeff noticed a tear in Bethany's eye. She had now been confronted with the very real likelihood that her son would have died without Jeff's intervention, which would have ruined her life. When Jeff asked "Did I say something wrong?" she wiped her tear away and tried to smile as she said "No, just thinking about that little boy. I understand he is 5 or 6 years old, the same age as my son; it would have ruined his mother's life if you hadn't been there." As she said this she put her left hand over Jeff's right one. To both it almost seemed like sparks flew.

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Jeff and Bethany continued talking for much longer than they normally would have at lunch and parted with smiles on their faces. On her drive home Bethany could think of nothing except for how devoted Jeff was to his cause -- she had never experienced anything like that herself -- and how much she appreciated not only his intelligence and demeanor but his rugged looks and physical and moral strength.

That night -- after yet another argument with Carleton who didn't like it that his trophy wife was asserting her independence -- Bethany/Melissa came to a decision. Her decision was fortified when she ostensibly "made up" with Carleton and then rode him like she was in a quest to win the Kentucky Derby fantasying the entire time that it was Jeff whose cock was in her pussy.

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After several more interactions with Jeff at the office Bethany put her plan of seducing Jeff into action since in the upcoming weekend Carleton would be out of the country on business. Monday morning she approached Jeff with half real, half act, trepidation when he was alone in his office. "Say Jeff; I wonder if you could do me a favor this Saturday -- if you're not too busy."

"I'm sure that I'd be happy to," he smiled, "what gives?"

"Well my sister is getting married -- for the third time so it's a small affair -- and I really don't want to go alone; too many questions from relatives. Would you be kind enough to go with me?"

"Sure; I have something to do in the afternoon but I should be done by four p. m. What time is the event?"

"We wouldn't have to be there until six thirty. Is that OK?"

"Sure, I'm looking forward to it. Are your kids coming along?"

"No, it's just for adults so I have a sitter. If you give me your address," of course Bethany already well knew it from her PI's investigation but certainly didn't want to let on, "I'll pick you up at six o'clock."

Jeff smiled broadly, and then gave her his address while chuckling.

"What's so funny?" Bethany grinned.

"First time I've had a girl -- I'm sorry, a pretty woman -- pick me up."

"I don't believe that," Bethany chuckled herself, "but anyway I won't be around much this week because of child care issues, but even if we don't see each other before then I'll see you Saturday about six. Oh, also -- since my sister's a flake -- let me have your cellphone number in case something changes."

Jeff graciously gave her his number and got hers in return.

Bethany's real sister lived half a continent away and was happy in her second marriage, but Bethany had planned a catastrophe so that didn't make any difference. Thursday night she called up Jeff and acted distraught. Evidencing crocodile tears she said "Jeff, I'm so sorry. My flaky sister called off the wedding at the last minute so I can't take you there Saturday. I'm really disappointed because I bought a new dress that I really like for the occasion."

As Bethany knew that he would -- because even though he was much different than any other man she had ever met he was, after all, just a man -- Jeff replied "We can't let you waste that. Why don't you let me take you to dinner and dancing so it will almost be like a wedding reception except no other guests."

"I can't let you do that," Bethany fake pleaded, "I was the one who asked you; but I don't have enough money to spring for dinner at a nice place."

"Let me worry about that," Jeff continued. "Should I pick you up at 6:00 p. m. on Saturday instead?"

Of course Bethany could not have Jeff come to her mansion, and she hadn't yet rented an apartment for her seduction, so she said "No, I still have to pick you up to make me feel good. Thanks for being understanding. I'll see you Saturday -- and I'll make the reservation for dinner."

Bethany had already made the reservation two weeks ago at an out-of-the-way location where no one she knew would frequent; but she wasn't lying that she had gotten a new dress, one that Jeff would definitely like.

When Bethany arrived at Jeff's small house on a cul-de-sac Saturday a few minutes before six every eye of everyone on the block who was outside, or looking out their window, was fixated on her. She had on a yellow sundress with a variety of red or blue printed flowers that was a couple inches above her knee, four inch heels that matched the dress, an ankle bracelet and a copper necklace. Her sparkling brunette hair with golden highlights was done half up, half down. It was like royalty had graced Hampton Court with her presence.

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