Julio
 by: Miguel Sanchez

© 2005 by the author

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I asked my two birthday boys if they had a good time. They said this was the best birthday either of them ever had and they would never forget this day for a very long time. We sat and watched TV for the rest of the night and the boys had to have another piece of cake with some ice cream. At 10:30, they kissed me good night and headed to Jay's room to get some sleep. I went in to kiss them good night when I saw Ronnie and Jay help Steven out of his underwear and they laid him gently onto the bed. I kissed each boy and turned the light of as I closed the door behind me.

Chapter 12

 
Ronnie turned a small nightlight on so there would be a little light in the room. Jay had Steven's head in his lap and was looking down at his younger brother. Steven had a smile on his face as Jay's hand started gently rubbing his chest. Steven started to purr like a kitten and then sucked wind when Jay touched his nipple. Ronnie started south and headed north. Jay had the high road and Ronnie the low road and who would find the prize first?

Ronnie kissed and licked each toe and then did the bottom of the birthday boy's foot. Steven kicked his foot when Ronnie tickled him and almost got him in the nose. He began to move northward with the next stop being at Steven's thighs. Meanwhile, Jay was giving Steven's nipples a good washing with his tongue. The little guy's eyes were closed tight and his brain was about to go into sensory overload with everything he was feeling. Ronnie decided to be the first to taste the prize. As his tongue lightly touched the tip of Steven's tool, he gasped and looked to see what happened. When he saw what just transpired, he quickly put his head back into Jay's lap and let his brother do what ever he wanted.

Ronnie took his entire tool into his mouth and gently started sucking. As this was going on, Jay began to work his way towards the coveted prize. As he got closer, Ronnie moved his head so he could let his brother have a turn.

As they each began to increase Steven's pleasure to absolute ecstasy, Ronnie had Jay take the little one to the moon. Steven's butt was bouncing off the bed so much, Ronnie had to gently hold his hips so he wouldn't fall off the bed. He was moaning and shaking saying "Oh, Jay. What's happening to me? I feel like I gotta pee. Ooooooo Jay, oooohhh." His hips lifted off the bed one last time and then the little boy went still. His eyes were closed and he had a smile that enveloped his entire face.

While he was basking in the glow of his orgasm, the two older boys held their brother as if he had just been born. Steven opened his eyes and asked, "What happened?"

Jay answered, "You had a dry one, a dry orgasm I mean. That real funny feeling you had just before you saw lights was an orgasm."

"When will I shoot like you guys do?" Steven asked.

"Not for a few years," Ronnie said.

"Why? Why do I haveta wait...."

Ronnie broke in and said "Hey, bro. It's not just you. When you get to be around 11 or so, then you should be able to shoot. Right now your body isn't ready to start yet. That's all. OK?"

Jay was nodding his head in agreement as Ronnie was talking and Steven said "Well OK, if I have to."

Each boy kissed their brother good night and closed their eyes for some much needed sleep.

For some strange reason, I had trouble sleeping. Here it was, 5:00 in the morning and I was wide-awake. My mind kept returning to Dr. Davis and how my mind reacted to this person. I got up and made myself some coffee, went to the can and sat in my recliner to think.

Never in my thirty plus years of life had I ever found someone so irresistible. I had hoped that this would happen when I saw a woman, not a man. But, as much as I couldn't dismiss this, he was handsome, smart, worldly and above all else, funny. This guy had a sense of humor that the few people from the UK I knew, were greatly lacking. He could take the most mundane statement I made and turn it into a funny joke or phrase.

This guy brought the one thing back into my life that was missing. Don't get me wrong, the boys made me laugh; but Bill made me LAUGH. He had me laughing so hard my sides hurt and my face was wet with tears. Thank God he was going to Brazil so I could concentrate about my boys instead of him.

The next thing I knew, it was 7:30, the sun was beginning to come through the window and Luiz was at my side. The last time I was awake this early was when my father died and Luiz had the magic cure. He handed me a cup of Irish coffee (Coffee with Bailey's Irish Cream) and fixed me my all time favorite breakfast, his own special French toast with hash brown potatoes and sausage.

As the aroma of Luiz's cooking filled the house, the house began to fill with people. His cooking awoke the boys and they came prepared for a feast. Each boy greeted me with a kiss and to two infamous words, "I'm hungry." Normally Luiz would have fixed the boys plates first but today, I was at the head of the list. He was surprised when they all said to go ahead and fix my plate first.

After breakfast I decided to call Colonial Williamsburg and make a reservation to spend a week in the historical district with the boys. Luiz and I talked about this before we came here and he thought this would be a good chance for just the four of us to have a true vacation. I make reservations for us to stay in a colonial style home they rent. The house was called The Chiswell Kitchen. It was the kitchen that was off the main house which was the way houses were made in those times. It had two full size beds, a full bath, electricity and color television. Breakfast and dinner would be eaten in the Regency Dining Room in the Williamsburg Inn. We would eat lunch in one of the many taverns in the historical district. I would get Liberty Passes for all of us so we could visit all the attractions without having to pay an extra surcharge, although that would have not been a problem. The last thing to do was to make dining reservations. Breakfast would be at 8 AM and dinner would be at 7 PM. We would all have to be in jacket and ties since that was the dress code for dinner after 6:30 PM.

Everything was finalized and we would leave on Sunday and return home the following week. The next piece of business was to start making arrangements for the AIDS clinic. I contacted my lawyer here in the US and he talked with my lawyer in Recife. Between the two of them, they had a plan and my Brazilian lawyer drew up the proposal and faxed it to my lawyer here in the states.

My lawyer in Brazil also put the estate on the market and said it should not take to long to sell considering the location and my asking price. He found a smaller home at a very reasonable price that I could buy in order to keep my dual citizenship status. He will rent the place to Dr. Davis when he arrives. If he decides to stay, I could always sell him the house.

I signed the papers my lawyer faxed to me and filled out the paperwork for the bank to release 25 million dollars to purchase AIDS medicine in the United States and have it sent to the children's hospital. The foundation my father started is doing a fine job helping the children but more kids must learn about what is offered and that they will not be considered outcasts if they come to the clinic. Dr. Davis will see to it that children with special needs will be taken care of and that if they don't have parents, Judge Romero will see to it that they will get the care they need in America. Dr. Combs and myself will do the surgery ourselves and the foundation will pay the hospital bill.

Paul and I feel that each operation should cost about $10,000 including the anesthesia. Once the child has recovered enough, they will stay at my house and then fly back to Brazil. Any after care needed, Dr. Davis will see the child get what they need.

I had my lawyer in Brazil locate each boy's school records and send them to me so the could be registered for school.

By the time I got everything finished, it was lunchtime and Ronnie fixed a great summer feast. We had some left over chicken and he made a fantastic salad along with homemade bread, the sandwiches were beyond explanation. This boy will make a fine chef. I wonder if I could get him in to meet the head chef at the Williamsburg Inn? That would make his day.

Ronnie asked, "Dad, it is almost the end of summer. When are we going to be going home?"

"Well," I said. "I'm was thinking about that. Would you like to go to school here in America?"

"What about Jay and Steven?" Ronnie said. "He is not American."

"Hold on, pal. Julio is now an American citizen. I am an American citizen and I have legally adopted him. Steven, I found out was in the country illegally just like you." I replied.

"That right, Dad. I almost forgot about that." Ronnie said looking at his brothers when he apologized.

"I have one more surprise for you boys." I announced "On Sunday, the three of you and I are going to Williamsburg."

"We get to go back in time?" Jay said almost jumping out of his chair to hug me.

"Well, almost." I said.

"Can we get one of those funny hats?" Steven asked.

"Yes, my son. You can get a tri-cornered hat if you want." I assured him.

As we were talking about going to Williamsburg, Steven asked "What about Uncle Luiz, what will he do when we are away?"

"Don't worry about Luiz." I answered, "He said he will be just fine. He told us to have a good time and he will have his own vacation while we are gone."

The boys went and talked to Luiz and after being assured he would be alright by himself, they finally dropped the subject and went swimming for the rest of the afternoon. About 3, Ronnie came inside and changed his clothes to help Luiz start fixing dinner. I thought to myself that if he continued wanting to cook when he finished high school, there was a Johnson and Wales cooking school here in town and he would be a natural there.

Around 4:30, the other two came in from their swimming and went to change before dinner. Luiz informed us that tonight's dinner was completely done by Ronnie. He didn't disappoint us either. Ronnie made a prime rib so tender you barely needed a knife. There were mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, fresh bread, milk and coffee.

After dinner, we all watched TV and when it was bed time Steven had to sleep in his room because of the boys punishment. I did reduce their sentence to just one week so that would not be on punishment in Williamsburg.

The rest of the week went smoothly and soon it was Sunday morning. We went to 9 AM mass so Jay could receive his first communion. When Father had finished consecrating the bread and wine, he asked for Julio to come forward along with his parents. He stood in front of the priest and then Father presented him with a host saying "Julio, receive The Body of Christ."

Julio raised his hands to receive "Amen." Then Father placed the host in his hands and Julio consumed it. Father turned to me and said the same words giving me a host.

Then Father took the chalice filled with wine and offered it to me saying "Miguel, receive The Blood of Christ."

After saying "Amen," he handed me the cup for me drink. Went I took a sip from the cup, I wiped it clean with a purification cloth, turned and presented the cup to Julio.

I said, "Julio, receive the Blood of Christ."

He replied "Amen," took the chalice and then sipped a little. He made a face as he swallowed the wine. Julio returned to his seat and then Father called Ronnie to the altar so he could receive his first communion and then he called Steven. Both boy's were surprised but Father had told me earlier that they were ready to receive their first communion. When this was done I, being a Eucharistic minister, assisted in serving communion to the rest of the people.

After mass, I gave Ronnie and Steven each a gold crucifix with the date engraved on the back. The boys went up to Father and asked him to bless their crucifixes. Father took each of the crosses and said a prayer over them and then sprinkled them with holy water. When he handed the cross back to each boy, they placed them around their necks and thanked father for making this day so special for them. Father said his thanks weren't necessary but gladly accepted them, nonetheless.

We headed home to change as it was just about time to head to Williamsburg. The boys got packed and did a good job. I was packed and ready to go as the boys came out with their suitcases. We loaded up the Navigator and were off.

We arrived just before 3 and the hotel manager said our cottage was ready and we could go and unpack and get settled. After unpacking, we walked back to the Inn and the manager gave us our cards so we could go to the visitors center and get our Liberty Passes.

We caught the bus to the visitor's center and the boys wanted to stop at the gift shop. Each boy got a tri-cornered hat. Steven found one with gold braid around it and he said that since I was the leader, I should have the gold piping. All of a sudden, I felt like George Washington. We went into the visitor's center and we had to get our pictures taken for our passes. Each boy wanted their picture with their hat but I chose to pass. Once we had our passes we headed back to our cottage to get cleaned up for dinner. Ronnie and Jay took their shower and I went against every rule I ever made and showered with Steven. I did this for two reasons. First, the tub/shower was only big enough for two and second, we didn't have all night. Steven could take his own sweet time in the shower and this way I could keep him moving.

Ronnie and Jay started putting their suits on while Steven and I took our shower. I got done quickly and then went about removing the day's growth of beard. When I was finished shaving, Steven stepped out of the shower sporting a boner. I told him that would not be allowed in the restaurant so after a quick pee, it went away. As I stepped into the main room, Ronnie and Jay had just finished tying their ties. When they put their jackets on I was amazed at just how handsome the two lads were. Jay with his brownish blond hair and midnight eyes made him enticing to anyone and Ronnie with his blond hair and blue eyes made him a sight to behold. I quickly got into my clothes and helped Steven into his suit. I got him a clip-on tie but he was just as handsome as the other two. In some ways, he was better looking because here was a little boy dressed to the max looking like he was a young adult. Ronnie and Jay even commented on how handsome he looked.

At 6:30, we walked over to the dining room. The headwaiter took us to our table and one old lady sitting near us made a comment as to "Why does a five star restaurant have to allow kids?" Steven heard the sarcastic comment and started to cry, Jay was ready for war but Ronnie handled it the best.

He went over to the old bag and said "Mam, I'm sorry you hate children but I have more manners in my little finger than you do in your entire body. Proper manners would dictate that one keeps their comments to themselves, less they make a total fool of one self."

She called the restaurant manager over to complain but he politely told her that like her, we were paying guests and if she didn't like it, she could pay her bill and leave. He also mentioned that I was an influential benefactor to the Colonial Williamsburg foundation and that seemed to make her shove her nose higher in the air. Needless to say, she was moved to another table in a very remote section of the dining room. The boys acted like complete gentlemen the entire evening. As the lady was leaving, she overheard the wine steward commenting on how well behaved my boys were. She was informed that she would not be welcome unless she treated all guests with respect and that she was not the only person in the restaurant. Every guest dining were made aware of their policies that even meant her.

After a rocky start, things smoothed out and we all had a very nice dinner. I had my usual after dinner drink while the boys had desert. By 8:30, we were full and decided to take a walk to digest our food. The weather was just right for strolling around the historic area. We returned to our cottage and removed our suits for a little less formal wear. The boys were tired and quickly fell asleep. Ronnie and Jay were together and Steven was with me. I watched the 11 PM news and called it a day myself.

The boys woke first, well Steven anyway. His bare feet on the cool wood floor when he ran to the bathroom sounded like he had flippers on his feet. He could be a little clumsy and this time he let the toilet seat crash down just before flushing the toilet. That had the three of us sitting upright in a hurry. I saw Steven peek his eyes around the door as he opened it to see if he had woken anyone. When I saw him, I motioned him to come over to the bed. When he climbed in, his eyes looked like a sad puppy's instead of a child. I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to me and then proceeded to tickle him until he was begging me to stop. Of course, the other two got in on the act I was soon out numbered, and being tickled so hard, I almost wet myself. When I was finally able to set myself free from the three tickle monsters, I went and relieved myself in the bathroom and shaved. The boys were getting dressed and we were soon off to breakfast.

After we ate, we bumped into the lady that gave the boys such a hard time the night earlier. She walked up to the boys and profusely apologized saying that they were three of the most well behaved young men she had ever met and asked them to forgive her for her outlandish comments. The boys each accepted her apology and nothing more was ever said about the incident.

We took the bus into the historic district and just walked around until we came upon something that interested the boys. Ronnie said he could hear something coming down the street. We watched and waited and the Colonial Fife and Drum Corps came marching down the street playing music from the period. Jay's eyes got big when he saw that the members were only boys. The members range from 11 to 15 years old. We found out the parents sign their children up as young as 6 months of age to try to get a spot when they are old enough. This group travels all over playing at such events as for the President of the United States, Macey's Thanksgiving Day Parade and numerous other events. Each year, they may only need to replace one or two boys but they get well over 100 applicants to choose from just to audition. Competition is high and membership is small in this group. They must maintain good grades in school or risk being dropped from the group.

After Jay learned this, he looked at me and said, "Dad, I like being where I am right now the best. They are good, but I enjoy being with you, Luiz and my brothers more."

I have to admit my chest swelled a little after hearing that. We walked over to the powder magazine and heard a lecture on the weapons of the period and even watched as several actors fired the muskets, Ronnie jumped a little and Steven plugged his ears when they went off. The boys learned that the muskets were not very accurate at a long distance so when they had to defend themselves, one had to wait until the person was close before you fired. If you missed, it could take you up to a full minute to reload, aim and fire again.

We wandered about checking out some local shops and we soon started to get hungry. Jay looked at his watch and said it was almost noon so we made our way over to one of the taverns for some lunch. The boys spotted the King's Arms Tavern and since there was not a line outside, we went in and had some lunch. The waitress came over and took our order and filled the boys in on the two small pewter bowls. The bowl without the lid was salt and the one with the lid was sugar. If either one used the wrong bowl, they would be put into the stocks as punishment. Poor Steven's eyes got so big his almost cried when she left.

"Daddy, don't let them put me in the stacks." he said with tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Stocks" I said. "They are called stocks and no, my son, I will not let them put you into the stocks." I thought, he doesn't even know what they are and he is already scared.

Jay got a little bold and said "Well, I'd like to see them put me into those!"

Just then, Steven needed to use the bathroom and I asked Jay if he would help his brother. While they were gone, Ronnie and I cooked up a plan to put Jay into the stocks after lunch. Over on the Duke of Gloucester Street, there are a set of stocks people can sit in and get their picture taken. We would put Jay in them, and then turn to walk away to see what he would do. I reminded that Jay could be a scrapper and he may take this seriously but I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I told Ronnie that I would pick him up and carry him over my shoulder to the stocks and he could then do the rest.

Just as we finished hatching the plan, that boys and lunch was served. We all had sandwiches and iced tea and the boys remembered which bowl to use. We paid our bill and headed out the door and right for the stocks. I remembered where they were and as soon as spotted them, I had Jay over my shoulder. He was so shocked I had him down and into them before he knew what was even happening. He was fine until he saw me turn to walk away. I should have realized that he would get frightened and he was just about to really lose it when I came back and got him out. He held onto me for dear life, then got mad when he clamed down. I let him blow off his steam then asked him "When would I ever leave you tied up in public and just walk off?"

He just pouted and said "never."

I told him "I did it just because he said no one could."

Jay replied, "When will you ever learn to keep my big mouth shut?"

"Now that's a good question." Ronnie chimed in saying.

Everyone laughed at that and we were soon heading over to Merchant's Square. We all walked around for a while then we went into a store called Casey's. On the second floor they had a dry goods area and Ronnie found some bread flour and wanted to get some for Luiz. They were phasing out some of the things they were selling because the colonial shops were being under sold by Casey's and they politely asked them if they would not sell these items any longer. Casey's sold fine clothes so they really didn't have a problem with the request. Ronnie was happy because he and Luiz could bake Colonial style bread in a modern kitchen. As we were heading out towards the bus stop, I asked the boys what did they want to see tomorrow and they said they would think about that and let me know.

By the time we got back to the Williamsburg Inn, it was time for afternoon tea. I asked the boys if they would like to partake in some tea, and they all said that sounded like a good idea. We went inside and found the tearoom and each of us had a couple cups of tea before returning to our cottage for dinner. Jay asked me quietly if he could have Steven take a shower with him tonight and I said yes. It had been some time since I had given Ronnie a shower and I did miss those times.

I headed for the bathroom first and started the shower and almost ran Ronnie over when I turned around. He had come in to take a leak and I never heard him. I set out a clean shirt for tonight and started getting undressed when Ronnie came out and like-wise started undressing. I went in and stepped into the shower. I had just stuck my head under the water when I had my tallest son in there with me. He reached up and hugged me and I thought I would melt right there. It had been so long since I had paid attention to Ronnie alone that I really missed it. I pulled him under the water and got him wet and then reached for the shampoo. I started washing his hair and I asked him if he minded me giving him a shower. He shook his head and I led him under the stream of water as I rinsed the soap out of his hair. I rewashed his hair and then started on his body. I did his chest, shoulder and back and I had forgotten how soft his skin really was. He rinsed himself off as I started doing his stomach, legs and feet next. I knelt down and washed each foot as he held onto my shoulders then I was very sure to get the soap off completely so he wouldn't fall. The last thing was his little manhood and butt. I did a quick but complete job since I was not about to start anything. He gave me that look as if to say "It's OK, Dad. You can, if you want." Part of me was saying yes while another was yelling no! Well, no won out and I finished washing and we got out and I even dried him off. When we were done, he hugged me tight and said "Thanks, Dad. I really missed that."

I looked down and my handsome son, smiled and said, "so did I, son. So did I"

Steven and Jay went into the shower next and they were in about as long as Ronnie and I were. I think something went on but I was not going to ask. While they were in the shower, Ronnie and I got into our clothes and I helped him tie his tie. I suggested he just loosen his tie until he could get it over his head and this would make things easier until he learned how to do the job and this would save a lot of time. Ronnie was fixing his hair when Jay and Steven opened the door and I thought I just entered a steam room. They must have had the water on nothing but hot with as so much steam came out of the bath. They got dressed and I got out Steven's clip-on tie on him and we grabbed our jackets and went to dinner.

We met that lady again and she said "Well, good evening, young men. How are you this fine night?"

Jay smiles and said, "We are fine, mam. Thank you."

My boys have made an impression and I am enjoying the way everyone has taken to them. If anyone were to find out just how they were a couple of months ago, they would never believe this was possible. These children never cease to amaze me in what they can do and what I have to tell them. I must be the luckiest person on the face of the earth to have been blessed with these three boys.

The wine steward came over and I had a glass of wine with dinner. The boys wanted to try quail and I let them. I had eaten it before and I knew they would like the taste. In fact, they ate everything on their plate and they even wanted desert. I had walked so much today that even I wanted desert so after we finished, the boys had tea and I had my usual Bailey's on the rocks. When we finished, we stepped outside and I got a whiff of a cigar that I had nod smelled in years. I had forgotten how I had missed the pleasure of a fine cigar. Next to the restaurant was a smoke shop and I bought two cigars and the boys made a few jokes about me smoking.

I told them they had nothing to worry about and since I do this very rarely, this was just a phase for me. We strolled around the town for a while and by nine, the sun was going down for the day. I had finished my cigar and now each of my hands was occupied. Ronnie and Steven had a hand and Jay had Steven's other hand. Ronnie looked up and his eyes told me that I was his bedmate for the night. We returned to our cottage and relaxed for the night. After a movie and the news, we were all ready for some sleep.

This time I was the first up. Yeah me, I had a full bladder. It was while I was in there; I soon had three boys altogether peeing in the toilet with me. I shaved and we went to breakfast. Since I knew the boys knew nothing about Williamsburg, I decided what we would do today. I told the boys we were going to Carter's Grove Plantation. Normally the tour would only take 45 minutes or so, but we made a day of the place. The boys learned a lot and they were surprised at what owners had to do in order to keep their plantation going. The day after Christmas, they celebrate Boxing Day with the master of the house. Also, if the land owner had a good year and was able to pay their taxes an not have to sell any of their slaves. Also, if the master was able to keep all his slaves, he would let all of them visit family and relatives.

This was quite a day and the next two were even better, I made reservations for Busch Gardens on Wednesday and Wild Water Rapids on Thursday. We had dinner and retired a little earlier than usual because of the trip. I had Jay with me this time and I think the boys devised this plan so they could each sleep with Daddy. We got everything together and headed to Busch Gardens. The boys had an absolute blast. We went on many rides (almost all of them the way my stomach was feeling), including the Big Bad World, The Loc Ness Monster and spent alot of time in the various "countries" there including a new one called Ireland. About 5, we headed back to our vehicle and headed back to the Inn. We showered, me with Jay and then the other two. Dinner was fantastic as always and again we made it a short evening..

Tonight during our after dinner walk we bumped into Dr. Davis. Once again I became a gibbering idiot and this time it was in front of the boys. We stood and talked for a while when Dr. Williams said he had to go to the loo. Jay looked up and asked, "What's a loo?"

I answered his question saying, "It's a slang expression for bathroom."

Steven said, "Why do they call them that?"

This answer was more difficult but that said "loo comes from a French term and the English took it as a bathroom." I started saying "The word loo comes from the French saying "Gardex l'eau" (but the British housewives corrupted the phrase saying "Gardy Loo, which means "watch out for water".) Before dumping the contents of their chamber pots out the window."

After Dr. Davis came out, he said he had to go. I planned the next day as today and we would be at Wild Water Rapids. Ronnie and Steven were walking ahead of us when I felt Jay's hand in mine. Don't get me wrong, I love to hold hands with my boys but Jay usually holds one of the boy's not mine. So I looked down at him and said, "What's on your mind?"

Jay replied, "I was about to ask you the same question. You were acting like you couldn't talk."

"That noticeable?" I asked.

Jay just looked up and smiled. "Dad, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're in love."

"No way," I said.

"Not from where I'm standing," Jay shot back. "Come on Dad. What gives?"

I answered very truthfully saying "Son, I just don't know. This is something I'll have to figure out on my own."

"OK, Dad. Whatever you choose, I'm right behind you." Jay said squeezing my hand.

I was thinking to myself, my God this kid has some insight. I had to admit though, I felt like I needed a bib. We talked as we walked back to the room. Ronnie and Steven were beat tired. Steven fell asleep on the bed and I had to undress him. Jay helped Ronnie and soon both boys were tucked in for the night.

I got undressed as did Jay and we both got under the covers. Jay scooted over to me and leaned his back against my chest and we started talking again.

"Dad, why are you afraid to fall in love?" Jay asked.

"Son, I'm not afraid so much as I don't think the timing is right. My first priority is to you boys. I want to be here for you, not out like a lovesick puppy. Understand?"

"Yeah, I do Dad." Jay said back. "But you need some happiness yourself and don't say you got us."

"Well," I said. "It's true. I do have you and I am very happy. I realized yesterday that I missed giving you and Ronnie a shower. It had been so long since I had done that; I forgot what it was like. See son, I don't want some things to be forgotten. I know that there will be a time when you are to big to give a bath or shower to but until that time comes, I want to take advantage of the time we have. One more thing, if I get serious about someone and it is a guy, he will know right from the start that you boys are not to be touched."

"Ok." Jay said, "You win. I just want you happy." He turned around and gave me a hug and I just held him on my lap until the news was over. I looked down and he was sound asleep. I laid him down and tucked him in and went to sleep.

The next day was a total waste. It rained the entire day and the trip to Wild Water Rapids was off. I did get a refund for the tickets so it wasn't a total loss. We drove around to Merchants Square and did a little shopping and then returned to the visitor's center. They were showing a movie there that Ronnie and Steven wanted to see so I agreed to let them. Jay and I walked and talked while the movie was playing.

"Dad, can I ask you something?" Jay said.

"Sure, son." I replied, "What's on your mind?"

"Well, last night you really tossed alot in bed." Jay started "I finally had to get in front of you and pull your arm over me to get some sleep. Was something on your mind?"

"Are you my father now?" I asked.

"No" Jay said. "Just your son who loves you and can see when something's not right. What has this guy done to you?"

"Nothing," I started. "I don't know. I haven't a clue about what's happening. I always thought when something like this happened, it would be over a woman."

"Well, Dad. Guess what?" Jay shot back.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it didn't." I continued. "I don't have a clue as to what I want outside of you boys. I don't know if I am ready to try a relationship just yet."

"Why, because of us?" Jay asked.

"Well," I said. "That's partly the reason, I am your father you know. I want to be here for you guys when you need me and not off with someone. If something like that happened and it was serious, I could never forgive myself."

Jay replied "I know this maybe to simple but why don't you just talk to him and see what's on his mind?"

God, I thought. This kid has some insight. He can take something complicated and make it sound so easy a 2 year old could figure things out.

We talked for a while longer and then we had to get Steven and Ronnie. It rained the rest of the week and there were even some bad thunder storms. On Saturday, we headed back home to rejoin the rat race.

To be continued...

Posted: 06/06/08