My German lover : Part 7

"HI, LUTZ, NICE TO MEET YOU..."

Wednesday morning, when Paul woke up, all alone in his bed, he felt miserable. Will wasn't there anymore, and there was an empty space in the bed where he had slept not so long ago...

Paul knew he had to shake himself and stop turning over in his mind how much he missed Will... He knew he would see him again, but he didn't know when. But in the meantime, Will would call... and that was better than nothing.

Paul took a quick shower, got dress and went downstairs to make breakfast. Boussole the cat was there, very happy to see him... Paul smiled at the cat and gave him food... the poor little fellow was so hungry...

After breakfast, Paul was slowly drinking his coffee when he heard someone ring at the front door. He went to answer the door and saw madame Louise and her husband, monsieur Pierre, standing there, outside the door...

Madame Louise was their governess and monsieur Pierre, their gardener. They had been at his family's service for... well... as long as he could remember, and they used to live in a small annex, behind the big mansion.

Paul quickly opened the door, thinking that maybe the day wouldn't be so bad, after all...

With a big smile, Paul greeted madame Louise and her husband, saying to them:

"Ah! You're back... Since you fled Paris, I missed you so much... Come in... and join me... I'm having coffee in the kitchen..."

They all went to the kitchen, where madame Louise made fresh coffee... Then the couple explained with much details what they had been through, after the had fled Paris, and for his part, Paul explained his Grandma had died, that he had not heard from his father yet, but that life had to go on... and that he was taking charge of everything from now on...

The couple was very please to hear they still had their jobs, and that they were most welcome... Madame Louise was put in charge of trying to get in touch with the rest of the staff, including monsieur Michel, the Chef... as Paul wanted to have him back as soon as he was back in Paris... Madame Louise smiled, saying she understood... and that in the meantime, she would take charge of the kitchen...

As all the subjects had been covered, including Boussole the new cat, Paul left for his father's study, saying to the couple:

"Heureux que vous soyez de retour à la maison! (Glad you're back home)

In his father's study, Paul went through some papers, and tried to call Maître Langlois, the Attorney... but to no avail. Obviously, he wasn't back yet.

Paul then decided to go to his father's office, to see for himself if he could do something or learn something there...

Paul drove to the company's head office, and found nobody there. He went to his father's office, and went through some papers there. Then he decided to make a big poster sign, saying:

"TO ALL PERSONNEL: PLEASE, TAKE NOTE THAT WE WILL RE-OPEN FOR BUSINESS AS USUAL STARTING MONDAY, JUNE 24, AT 9H00. WE COUNT ON YOUR USUAL CO-OPERATION TO BE AT YOUR POST. THANK YOU ALL."

And he signed "Paul De Brion"... Since both his father and he were bearing the same name, nobody would knew before next Monday that from now on, they would have to deal with the young son, and not his father...

He took the poster sigh and placed it on the company's front door! Then, he went back home, satisfied he had done what he wanted to do...

Later, madame Louise told him there was a call for him from a person named Will...

Paul got excited and told madame Louise he would take the call in his father's study.

Of course, Will wasn't free to speak as he whished, but told Paul he was fine, and that he had had a good "talk" with Lutz... and that everything was okay...

Paul told Will that madame Louise and monsieur Pierre were back; that he had been to the company's head office, and what he had done there...

Will explained that Lutz and he, as well as a few other translators from their unit, had been told they would be on special assignment outside Paris, next Friday and Saturday, but would be back on Sunday the 23rd and would have two days off, on the 26th and 27th...

Yes, Will explained, he would be able to come and spend some time with Paul... but he would also have to spend some time with Lutz, since his friend was all alone in Paris...

Hearing that, Paul said to Will:

"Well... bring him along with you... He's your friend and I'm eager to meet him... He'll stay here, and I'll have a room prepared for him... at the other end of the corridor..."

Will could sense Paul was smiling...

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah! Tell Lutz he's most welcome... and that I'll be glad to have him here during your leave...", Paul answered.

"Okay then. As soon as we're back in Paris, I'll give you a call..."

"Will? ... you know..."

"Yes... I know... Same for me...", Will replied.

"Yeah. Take good care..."

"You too..."

Later that night, Will met with Lutz in the bedroom they were sharing at Hôtel Meurice and Will told Lutz about Paul's invitation...

At first, Lutz remained silent... Will could see he didn't feel too comfortable about the invitation... Suddenly, it hit Will: Was Lutz thinking that he would be force to witness things he didn't want to know about... or worst...?

"Hey, you..." Will said to Lutz... "I know what you're thinking... and you're wrong! Do you think we're gonna rape you? Paul and I are not like that, you know... I've always respected you, and you've always respected me... things haven't change, just because I'm in love with Paul... And don't worry... I assure you we'll do nothing... nothing at all that could make you feel uncomfortable. Beside, you'll have your own room and your own bathroom, far from our room... So you've got no reason to worry..."

Lutz simled at Will, and replied:

"I'm sorry Will... I didn't want to offend you... it's just... you know... I don't know how to react... how to behave with Paul... This situation is all too new for me, and... I guess I'm a bit scare... This is unknown territory for me..."

"I know Lutz. But don't worry... You'll do just fine... And I'm sure you're gonna like Paul... He's just a guy like you and me. And he's not a maniac, just because he loves me. Do you think I'm a maniac?"

"Of course not", Lutz replied.

"And did you feel uncomfortable last night, sharing the room with me?"

"Don't be silly Will... of course not..."

"And did you feel uncomfortable, getting undress in front of me... knowing that I'm gay?"

"No. It didn't even cross my mind..."

"So you see... I'm still the same Will you've always known... I haven't changed... and you know Lutz: Sure, you're a good-looking dude... but I'm not attracted to you, and I've never been... And I'm glad you're in love with your girlfriend Klara... and you can continue jacking off at night, thinking about her... I don't care... and I won't jump on you when you're busy taking care of your needs..."

"Huh?... you know about that... each time, I thought you were asleep... I mean... We've been sharing a room for a year now, and I never thought you knew that I was...", Lutz replied, a bit stunned by the fact Will knew he was jacking off at night...

"Oh, come on, Lutz! Cut it out... do you think I'm deaf?", Will asked, grinning....

"Guess not, huh..." Lutz answered, with an uneasy smile on his face... "It's just that I never heard you, doing it..."

"Ah! But don't worry... I take good care of my needs... it's just that I prefer jacking off in the shower... that's all...", Will answered, laughing.

"To tell the truth... I guess I envy you... you know... you and Paul... Not that I would like to do things with an other guy... no... It's just that I whish Klara would be more... open, you know..."

"Do you mean that you and Klara have never..."

"Noooo! Never! She says we have to wait until we get married..."

"Oh!"

"So I guess the only thing I have, to take care of my "needs" as you say, is my right hand here", Lutz said, laughing his heart out, looking at his right hand...

"Well, while in Paris, I guess we will have to find you a nice girl to take care of you and of your "needs"...", Will replied, laughing.

"Shit Will! Klara would never forgive me..."

"The hell with that! First, you're not married to her yet. Second, she doesn't have to know... Third, you're a young and healthy guy... so she probably thinks you've already done something... And last, it's her decision, not having sex with you before you marry... it doesn't mean you can't make your own decision, you know... Have you swear to her you wouldn't have sex until you marry her?"

"No!"

"You see! Beside, with that damn war going on, we could all be dead in a month or two... so don't waste your time, waiting for something that, perhaps, will never happen..."

"...Perhaps you're right... I'll have to think about that...", Lutz answered.

"So... Are you going to come?"

"Huh?"

"I didn't say "cum"... I said "come"... you know... to Paul's home?", will said, laughing...

"Oh!"... Lutz exclaimed... "Sure, I'll go... Tell Paul I'm glad he invited me... and that I'm eager to meet him..."

"Thanks, Lutz... I do appreciate... Now, let's pack a few things for that damn assignment..."

"Do you know where we're going?", Lutz asked.

"I've got no idea. They wouldn't say. But I think it's going to be big, from what I've heard...", Will answered.

"Probably a big swine from Berlin, on a visit to France... you know...", Lutz said, with a grin on his face.

They started laughing at that, and began packing...

Soon, they found themselves at Rethondes, a small village in Picardie, where they acted as translators to some French officers who were there to sign the Armistice with the Reich...

They didn't get into the Pullman car, where the Armistice was signed... since Herr Schmidt, Hitler's personal translator was there, as well as Hitler himself...