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    Jaime and Garrett

    It was early and the sun's morning light filled the bedroom. Jaime was forced to squint his eyes in the new light as he woke from a deep sleep. Visions of dreamworlds faded from his mind's eye as they often did if he did not try to hold them in place. It had been happy dream, the good feelings just at the periphery of his thoughts. He grasped vainly at fleeing thoughts when Garrett entered his vision.

    Garrett was Jaime's best friend he had stayed over at his house. They'd grown up in the same neighborhood. They went to the same elementary school, middle school, and high school. Jaime hoped they would go to the same college, but he was afraid that his grades would hold him back from getting into the school of his choosing. Garrett had been an institution in his life and he could not imagine a time when he would be absent. For now, Jaime would enjoy the time that they had together.

    Jaime closed his eyes to slits to watch his friend at his dresser looking for clothes to wear. He was shirtless and wore boxer briefs and athletic shorts that rode just above his ass. When he bent over to get to a lower drawer, Jaime got a flash of his ass crack and the wild black hair of Garrett's armpit. All of a sudden there was a pressure in his groin as he intensely watched his friend.

    Embarrassed, Jaime yawned and flipped over, lest his erection show.

    “Fuck, dude,” he said. “How long were we up last night.”

    “Too late,” Garrett laughed. “I'm going to be feeling it all day.”

    Garrett, clothes in hand, stretched his arms into the air, bending his body back. Jaime couldn't help but watch his treasure trail as black pubes peeked out above the rim of his underwear. Garrett noticed and quickly brought the clothes across his mid section, doubling over as he did so. His face framed a perfect smile.

    “I'm going to jump into the shower, first. Hope you don't mind,” he said as he moved toward the bedroom door.

    “Nah man, go for it,” Jaime said while he stretched out himself. He turned over, his boner totally forgotten. This time it was his turn to be embarrassed.

    “Someone's got morning wood!” Garrett exclaimed.

    “Shut the fuck up!” Jaime said in a hushed yelp. “Someone will here you.”

    “Nobody cares, dude,” Garrett said as he left the room with a smirk, waving as he went.

    “Ah gross, put on a shirt!”

    That was Beth, short for Bethany, Garrett's sister. As Garret left the room she looked over his shoulder at Jaime. “Hi Jaime!” she called with a sly look on her face. That look was always there, like she knew some joke about him and he was oblivious to the punchline. He was sure she'd heard Garrett's big mouth. He smiled and waved at her a split second before Garrett closed the door.

    “Piss off, Beth!” Jaime heard Garret's muffled voice through the shut door.

    “Language!” That was Garrett's mom. His parent's room was down the hall and Jaime was fairly certain that they would not have heard anything about what was going on inside his boxers.

    He stayed under the sheets waiting for the imminent greetings. In a moment, the door opened and she leaned in, her shoulders covered by a silk gown.

    “Knock, knock,” she called. “Good morning, Jaime.”

    “Good morning, Mrs. Taylor,” he replied trying not to look too uncomfortable.

    “Did you sleep well?” she asked, her dark hair fell haphazardly across her brow.

    “Yeah, as best as I could with Garrett in the room sawing logs.”

    Mrs. Taylor laughed. “I swear sometimes I can hear him from our room,” she said. “He takes after his father.”

    “I don't know how you do it.”

    “We're having pancakes and eggs for breakfast. I hope you're hungry!” she said cheerfully as she closed the door.

    “Oh yeah, I am,” he said. Evidently it wasn't for pancakes.

    Conversation, the changing sensory information, did nothing to discourage his massive hardon. He rubbed his eyelids vigorously and exhaled. Unlike last night's dreams, now long forgotten, those glimpses of Garrett's body were driving him wild. He tried to force them from his mind, but all he ended up thinking about was Garrett's wet, naked body in the shower. Be strong, he thought to himself. He briefly considered rubbing one out then and there, but he couldn't be sure he would have enough time to get the job done. Then there was the problem of clean up.

    He looked into his boxers, thumbs extending the elastic band and looked at his veined cock. It lay with across his pubes and nearly touched his belly button. Just looking at it made his dick jump into the air and fall back down with an audible thump. Jaime got out of bed and stood away from the door in nothing but his boxers. He held them open and pleaded with it to go down. He smacked it a few times. Mid-slap Garrett came in.

    “Whoa, whoa. You shouldn't do that in here,” he said with a laugh.

    “Shut the fuck up, I wasn't jerking it,” Jaime said over his shoulder.

    “I'm just saying, anyone could walk in here.” Garrett threw his dirty clothes in the hamper and turned to look at his friend, that smile was back. “That's what the shower is for.”

    “No way, dude,” Jaime said. “Did you just...”

    “Yeah, and it looks like you should do the same.”

    Garrett threw Jaime a towel. Jaime picked up his change of clothes and made for the door.

    “Just don't let Beth see you with that. She'll never let you live it down.”

    Jaime ran the short distance across the hall into the bathroom and shut the door just a little too loudly. The bathroom was still steamy from Garrett's shower, the mirror clouded by condensation. Jaime's lightly freckled skin and light brown hair were just smudges in his reflection. He locked the door and dropped his boxers to the floor. He dick pointed straight ahead like a gun barrel. He turned on the shower water and jumped in, it was pretty much still warm.

    He ran water through his hair while applying a generous amount of shampoo. He shuddered as it ran down his body, tickling his skin as it ran over his ass and collected on his balls. The next thing he knew, his cock was in his hand and he was stroking it rhythmically. First slowly, then faster. He called images of the women he watched online with Garrett and in Garrett's magazines. He could feel his body flush and the muscles in his legs and arms and chest tighten with each stroke. He felt his body filling with an electric charge, the feeling getting more intense. Unbidden, the images of his best friend, shirtless and bent over, the top of his ass showing, flashed into his mind and before he knew it he was coming harder than he'd ever came before. His vision filled with sparks and his dick spurted and spurted until he almost lost his footing. His throbbing erection didn't immediately subside. He dared not touch it, the water running across was enough to send after-shocks through his body. He was light headed and a little scared by the force of his orgasm. He shrugged off the thoughts that had brought him such unparalleled ecstasy and just stood there with the water running down his back and caught his breath. Finally, his dick had softened.

    He cleaned up the shower, making sure to clean the jizz that had on the shower wall in front of him. He was still shaking when he dried off and put on his clean clothes. At that moment Jaime was filled with euphoria, and he was convinced that this would be the best day that he'd ever have.

    He walked on air as he crossed the hall and went back into Garrett's room.

    “Whew,” he said when he was inside.

    “Did you come,” Garrett asked. “Did you take my advise?”

    “Best thing you ever told me to do,” Jaime said and laughed as he put his old boxers in his backpack.

    “What did you think about?” Garrett asked.

    “Oh, man,” Jaime said to buy time. Your ass crack was probably not a response that would go over well. “That blonde that we were looking at last night in your magazine.”

    “The one with the big tits?”

    “Yeah, and that ass.”

    “Me too!” Garrett said. “Fuck,” he said to the ceiling, “If I could have her for just one night, the things I would do.” He put his hand on her imaginary hips and thrust in his computer chair.

    “You wouldn't do shit!” Jaime said from the edge of the bed.

    “What did you say?” Garrett said and jumped out of the chair and onto Jaime and the bed. They wrestled and laughed until Garrett's mom burst into the room.

    “That's enough of that,” she said. “Breakfast is getting cold.”

    “Alright, Mom. We'll be down in a sec,” Garrett said.

    Jaime and Garrett looked at each other and laughed. Garrett slapped him lightly on the cheek, Jaime was too slow to avoid it. Before he could say anything Garrett sprang from the room and down the hall. Jaime ran after him.

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    I felt the urge to write something so I wrote this down this evening. I think it's a little predictable subject matter and maybe not dirty enough to get off to, but I hope you guys like it!

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    It's pretty good for something you just wrote out of the urge of writing and it's not exactly predictable as there are many ways it can go. The possibilities are endless and so is the way to make us all jizz in our pants. It really only needs one well described sex scene to make it sexier than it already is and trust me it's pretty damn sexy.

    I can't wait for the next chapter

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    Thank you very much! I look forward to seeing where this goes as much as you do, haha.

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    Great to have new contributor on our story board and a nice start to an intriguing story - looking forward to more from you!



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    Great start! I hope we can read more very soon!

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    Welcome, jahasrad. This is certainly a story I plan to pursue... Great start with excellent descriptiveness. Predictable it may be, but getting to those moments it what will be intriguing. Bring on those moments...

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    Part 2:

    Garrett ran down the stairs with Jaime in tow.

    “Alright, alright. Alright!” Garrett's dad said. Though his voice rose, the two of them knew that his bark was worse than his bite. Out of respect they dialed it back a little.

    Mr. Taylor sat at the head of the table, mug of coffee in hand, inspecting the morning paper through his glasses. He looked over his glasses at Garrett and Jaime as they took their seats.

    “Morning boys,” he said.

    “Morning, Dad.”

    “Morning, Mr. Taylor,” they both said in unison. Garrett lightly punched Jaime in the side. They both erupted in laughter.

    Garrett's father went back to inspecting his paper and asked, “Did you boys get any sleep last night?”

    “Yes.”

    “No,” they said again in unison.

    Garrett's father chuckled as he was sipping his coffee, coming very close to burning his tongue.

    “Well, as long as you don't wake up the whole house, you're welcome any time,” Mrs. Taylor said as she set down a plate of pancakes.

    Everyone started to serve themselves from the spread that Garrett's mom had prepared. There was a platter of bacon, perfectly browned. It filled the house with its wonderful smell. There were eggs, scrambled with flecks of pepper. She even made hash browns, crispy and fluffy. The boys did not hesitate to cover them in ketchup. And of course the pancakes which were destined to be covered with a healthy serving maple syrup.

    “Thank you, Mrs. Taylor,” Jamie said.

    He'd probably been partaking of Mrs. Taylor's breakfasts for more than a decade.

    Beth arrived at the breakfast table and sat opposite the boys with her mother. “Glad you could join us,” Mr. Taylor said.

    “You'll have to excuse her,” Garrett said, “it takes a lot of effort to put on her face.”

    That drew a laugh from Jaime and a smile from Garrett's dad. Beth's lips drew to thin lines.

    “Leave her alone, please,” Mrs. Taylor said. She changed the subject. “Jaime, have you found a job yet for the summer?”

    “Yeah, I'm a busboy. It doesn't pay much, but I should be able to save some money for school.”

    “Congratulations! That should work out really well. Have you decided what school you're going to go to?”

    In truth, Jaime didn't have a lot of options. He lived with his mom who barely made ends meet as it was and his father wasn't interested in helping with school. If he didn't get a scholarship he'd have to go to a local school and if push came to shove he would go to a local community college. He still didn't know what he wanted to study.

    “Sill undecided.” Jaime gave his standard answer.

    “What about you, Garrett?” he asked.

    “Me neither,” he said stuffing his mouth with a fork full of potatoes.

    “Do you have any lady callers, Jaime?” Mrs. Taylor asked as she poured she and Mr. Taylor more coffee.

    “Lady callers?” Jaime laughed.

    “Honey, you're dating yourself,” Mr. Taylor said, still peering into the newspaper.

    “A girl,” she said. “You all know what I'm talking about. How about that girl you went to prom with?”

    “Samantha?” Jaime said incredulously with a bit of egg flying out of his mouth. “She's like my sister!”

    “Dude,” Garrett began. “You could have gone with any chick to prom and you chose Samantha. That's your fault.”

    “Well, I'm sorry I brought it up,” she said.

    “Why don't you ask Bethany about any of the guys she's dating,” Garrett asked. “It's like a new dude every week!”

    That got Mr. Taylor's attention. He looked up from his paper. However, on this morning, for reason's unbeknownst to the rest of the household, Beth was not in the mood to take the ridicule of her brother. And Jaime was about to be collateral damage.

    “Well at least I'm honest with my friends,” she said as she served herself more breakfast as if she hadn't said anything at all.

    “Oh, Beth,” Mrs. Taylor said with a pained look on her face.

    “What are you talking about, Beth?” Garrett said eyes wide.

    “I'm talking about you planning behind Jaime's back for months. He's been coming around ever since you got your acceptance letter. Chrissake, you're planning to leave in a few weeks!”

    “That's enough, Bethany,” Mr. Taylor said.

    “He's always on my case and Jaime's practically part of the family!”

    Jaime was dumbstruck. He sat staring at his plate. His appetite had fled him and he was empty. He heard them talking, but the words made no sense. Before he knew it a tear was running down his nose. He looked up and everyone except for Garrett was looking at him with compassion and pity and regret. He touched his hand to his nose and felt the wetness there. He wanted to throw up. He wanted to be gone.

    In a bit of a daze and without saying a word, he left the breakfast table and bounded up the stairs completely humiliated.

    “Bethany!” he heard Garrett say. “Why do you have to be such a bitch!”

    The words licked his back as he threw himself into Garrett's room. He found his backpack and futilely searched for his belongings. His eyes were clouded by tears that would not end. He squeezed his eyes with all of his might, and yet the tears still fled his eyes like ants fleeing a colony after a flood. Jaime heard the door open and close behind him.

    “Fuck,” Garrett said. “I'm sorry, Jaime. I wanted to tell you when I got the letter, but I wanted to see if you got yours back.”

    “I never sent it,” Jaime replied.

    “What?” Garrett asked. Jaime still hadn't turned around.

    “I never fucking sent it!,” Jaime said. “I can't afford to go to a school like that. Who's going to pay for it? My mom? She could barely afford school supplies in fucking high school. And I don't have a dad who's a fucking hot shot executive.”

    “I'm sorry, Jaime. I wish there was something I could do to help, man. You know I don't want to leave you behind.”

    “I know,” came Jaime's pained reply. He finally stood up and looked Garrett in the eye. “But that doesn't make this shit any easier. We've been friends for as long as I can remember! You should have told me you were leaving. It shouldn't have been like this.”

    “I didn't know you would take it this hard,” Garrett said and regretted the words as they came out of his mouth.

    “Really,” was all that Jaime muster. His eyes darted back and forth as he searched Garrett's face for something. He had no idea what he was looking for. Then he realized that he was the only one who was crying. “I gotta go,” was all that he could say with a sniff.

    He gave up the search for his belongings and made for the door.

    “Stop, stop, stop,” Garrett said standing in his way. “You can't leave like this. I can't let you fucking go like this.” He put his hand on Jaime's shoulder.

    Jaime was frozen in place.

    Garrett's face moved closer and Jaime saw there there was conviction in his eyes.

    “I'm sorry, Jaime. I really am. I never wanted you to find out like this. I'm sorry,” he said with a forcefulness that stopped Jaime's tears.

    Jaime looked at Garrett's face, just inches away from him. He looked into his brown eyes and saw in a moment of clarity that he had feelings for Garrett. He knew in advance that Garrett would have to go away and he knew that he would have to stay in town. Perhaps he had held on to a little piece of hope that things would work out differently. Immediately he was afraid that Garrett knew what he was thinking.

    “I know that you didn't want it to be like this,” Jaime said. “Please, let me go.”

    “I don't want to leave you behind. We were supposed to be best friends for life,” Garrett said. He hugged Jaime who could have sworn that he heard a sniffle come from his friend. But, he was too busy enjoying the space in Garrett's arms to know for sure. He took a deep breath, smelling his Garrett's hair and sealing this moment in memory. He gave a meager hug in return, when all he really wanted to do was grab hold with all his might and never let go.

    “I'll be okay,” he said weakly. “We'll still be friends,” he said, not that he believed that too much. “Thank your mom for breakfast.”

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    Thank you all for your kind words. I decided I had to continue the story tonight so here you are. Hope you like the second part.

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    Part two is excellent - have give it 5 stars and urge other readers to rate this thread as well!



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    Ah, memories of times past. A hurt that digs deeper than anyone could imagine. A feeling of a trust broken. The process of grieving starts and seems to never end. Probably most of us have gone through similar experiences -- some that work out with happiness and others that fail. A very intense chapter, jahasrad. Looking forward to the next chapter.

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    Part 3:

    Garrett's mother couldn't let Jaime leave without saying goodbye. They stood with the front door open, her hair still falling over her forehead. She hugged him, her silk robe light to the touch.

    “I hope you know that this is as hard for him as it is for you,” she said warmly.

    “Yeah, I could really tell. Here I was balling my eyes out, and he's... I'm so sorry about how I reacted,” he could hardly get the words out before his face started to contort.

    “Don't be sorry. Change hurts. And people react to that change differently. We're all different, Jaime,” she said. “Don't be angry with him. He really doesn't want to say goodbye.”

    Jaime couldn't tell her why he was really upset. He was just realizing it himself. And it made him feel horrible because he felt so selfish. He didn't want Garrett to leave because he wanted him all to himself. He wanted to run upstairs and be hugged and kissed by him right now.

    He snapped out of his revery and said, “I've got to go. Don't worry. I can't stay mad at him. He's my best friend. Thank you, Mrs. Taylor.”

    She hugged him again and he walked down the path across the lawn with his backpack slung over one shoulder. He didn't look back to see Garrett's mom watching him go.

    Jaime's emotions were in constant tumult like an ocean storm. When he'd said that he was not angry, in that moment he wasn't, but as he replayed the morning's events in his mind, the anger would flare up inside of him like a roaring fire. Then he would remember Garrett's eyes, and the closeness of their faces, and the warm embrace, and the anger would be replaced with longing and sadness. Then sadness would be replaced with bewilderment. He wanted Garrett with a force that he'd never felt before.

    Jaime didn't want to go home. No doubt his own mother would be home and would want to know what was bothering him. There was no way that he would be able to tell her the truth. The only other place he felt could go would be Samantha's house.

    He'd known Samantha even longer than he'd known Garrett. Like babies in diapers long. Like first playground kiss long. Like you show me yours, I'll show you mine long. Samantha was the only other person that he knew that he could call a real friend.

    Jaime took out his phone and ignored the messages from Garrett and called her. He would read those later.

    “Sam, what are you doing right now? It's an emergency,” he said as he walked across a busy street, his backpack had fallen off his shoulder and he readjusted it.

    “Hello, to you too Jaime,” she replied.

    “Hello!” Jaime said in frustration. “I need to come over, like right now.”

    “Is everything okay?”

    “No, it's not okay. I said it's an emergency.”

    “What happened?” she asked with concern.

    “Not on the phone. I'm almost there.”

    When he got to Samantha's driveway he stopped, took a deep breath and steeled himself for the conversation ahead.

    She met him at the door. She was slightly shorter than he was, with short light brown hair. She wore understated red lipstick on her thin lips. She looked at him and hugged him.

    “What happened?” she asked him.

    “Did you know that Garrett's leaving for school?”

    She looked at his eyes, red from crying and a dawn of realization flashed across her face, then anger, then she bit he lip and the air went out of her and she crossed her arms.

    “You did know!” he said exasperated.

    “Come inside Jaime,” she took him by the hand, her nails matched her lipstick.

    As they went into the living room Samantha pulled the backpack off his shoulder and dropped it on the carpet. Then she pushed him lightly onto the couch, her hand on his shoulder. He was still flushed with red. Samantha was slightly irritated, but bit her tongue.

    “I didn't know,” she said. “But it wasn't hard to anticipate, Jaime.”

    “What do you mean?” he asked, the red in his cheeks fading slightly.

    “Jaime, Garrett was much more focused on school. He got the grades, he got his applications out. His family even took him to different campuses. If anyone was going to get into a good school, it was going to be Garrett. It was only a matter of time that the news would come out.”

    “So I've just been an idiot.”

    “No, Jaime. You've just been distracted.”

    “With what?”

    “With Garrett, Jaime,” she said lightly touching his knee. She did not say it unkindly, but there was an air of the obvious in her voice.

    Jaime's eyes widened with fear. He looked like a deer caught in pair of headlights. He wanted to deny it. He wanted to get up and run away, like he'd run away from Garrett's house. Instead he sunk into the couch trying to make himself small.

    “How long have you known?” he asked in defeat.

    “To be honest, you've always been possessive of him. You hated any time he made friends with anyone else. You're always talking about him. And you make little time for anything else in your life. Or anyone else in your life.”

    “I can't help it,” he said. He looked at Samantha with guilt and tears welling in his eyes. “I think I love him.”

    “I know you love him,” she said and she hugged him. “And it's okay.”

    Jaime hugged her back and tears fell from his eyes. “I love you too, you know that.” And in his way he did. And in that moment he was happy to have her in my life.

    “I'm sorry,” he said.

    “You've got no reason to be sorry,” she said as she wiped a tear from his eye. “They say sometimes that you can't help the ones you fall in love with.”

    Jaime laid his head in her lap.

    “What do I do now?” he asked.

    “I don't know,” she replied. “I'll be here for you, whatever you choose.”

    Samantha looked down at her friend and ran her fingers through his hair until he fell asleep.

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    Got to say, that part 2 took a lot out of me. But it felt good writing it. I think about Jaime and Garrett and where I want to go with the story a lot. I look forward to sharing more with you guys.

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    GREAT story and it hits home for me. Hope you write more really soon!

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    An intense chapter, Jahasrad. Fortunately for Jaime he has Samantha and the truth has finally come out. Garrett probably isn't doing much better. It's hard to break up such a strong relationship and hopefully some of his messages to Jaime will tell the entire story. Looking forward to more soon.

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    Part 4:

    Jaime was back inside of Garrett's house. Everything was gray and disused and covered with a heavy film of dust.

    The house was silent.

    I'm too late! Jaime thought. I've missed them. I didn't get to say goodbye.

    His mood darkened as he sulked through the ruins of the house.

    Jaime found himself in front of the mantle of the fireplace. He looked at the picture frames obscured by dirt and grime. He grabbed a small frame, the colors muted. It was of two small boys in a schoolyard. They were smiling those smiles of innocent children. He could almost hear their laughter playing through his ears.

    Jaime was holding another frame. He saw that this one was made of wood, and had a dark cherry stain, when he looked beneath the grime. The children had grown. They were on the beach, posing like body builders. They were still smiling. Unadulterated joy played across their faces. Jaime heard the call of a seagull and the crashing of waves. He dropped the frame to the ground and it was forgotten at his feet.

    Jaime wiped the dust off another frame. He saw Garrett with his right arm around Samantha's shoulders, sitting on the table of a picnic table. Samantha was grinning. Her eyes dazzled like jewels. When he looked at Garrett's face, gone was the cherubic smile from the beach and the playground. He smiled, but not with his eyes. On Garrett's left sat Jaime, sitting on the bench below the two, looking up at Garrett as if he were the only thing in the world. The whole scene was framed by the green of the grass, and the leaves of the trees. The low sun's dim light cast shadows over them all. Jaime heard the wind blowing through the trees and saw the shadows move across the pictures. He stared at the frame for what felt like a lifetime until he placed it back on the mantle.

    Jaime wandered through the empty house, past the kitchen table covered in gray lint and cobwebs, and up the stairs.

    “Hello!” he called, hoping that someone would answer. He was alone.

    He crept down the darkened hallway to Garrett's room. The door was cracked open.

    Just as the rest of the house, this room was empty. The computer dusk was disused, the closet was empty and the bed was neatly made.

    Jaime sat down on the bed head in hands. A wave of grief washed over him and made him sick to his stomach. He curled up on the bed, cold and alone.

    “Did you miss me, Jaime?” a voice said that he instantly recognized.

    Garrett was standing in the doorway, a warm light illuminated his figure. He stood there, hand on the door frame, and shirt in hand. The light played across his chest, and his abs. Jaime was filled with a deep hunger.

    “Of course I miss you,” Jaime cried, sitting up in bed.

    Garrett laughed and walked over to the bed, a playful smile on his face. “What did you miss about me?”

    Jaime's mind raced. He couldn't take his eyes off of Garrett's body. His mouth was dry. “How much fun we had together,” was all he could say.

    Garrett's eyes were lit by a fire that Jaime couldn't recognize. “What kind of fun?” he asked.

    Without waiting for an answer, Garrett straddled Jaime's body, and placed his hand's on Jaime's waste under his shirt and moved them across his skin and up his sides ever so slowly.

    Jaime's breath went out of him and the mix of fabric and Garrett's touch made his head swim.

    “This kind of fun?” Garrett asked.

    He kissed the side of Jaime's neck lightly. He kissed his neck again and again as he worked his way down to his shoulder. Jaime's eyes rolled back in his head in pleasure. “We never had this kind of fun,” he said between breaths.

    Garrett backed up a little and kissed Jaime's chest. He ran his hand over Jaime's stomach and below his belly button. Jaime's stomach flexed.

    Garrett ran his hands back up Jaime's body until he was laying on top of him, chest to chest, and he kissed his neck again. This time he ran his hands down Jaime's back.

    Jaime arched his back, his body pressed even deeper into the warmth of his friend.

    Garrett whispered his name again and again as one hand made it's way to Jaime's ass where he took a firm hold.

    “Jaime, Jaime. Jaime!” Garrett's voice got louder an louder.

    Jaime cried out and opened his eyes and was back in Samantha's living room. She was still shaking him awake.

    “That better not have been what I think it was,” Samantha said.

    “I've got to take a shower,” he said his face a deep red.

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    Haven't written in a little bit. I'm really not sure that this is any good, but I wanted to do a dream sequence here. I'll probably re-write this in the future and take my time with it. I felt like I really needed to make some progress.

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    I liked the dream sequence. I like the use of the photos to show a progression of Jaime and Garrett's deep friendship. Poor Jaime is so in love, even his dreams are haunting him. Embarrassed, maybe, but I'm sure Samantha understands. Great chapter, jahasrad.

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    Thanks, Craiger. The writing process on this portion was very strange. I found myself driven to write, but unlike the previous parts I didn't feel as connected. I hope that spark comes back to me again very soon.

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    Possibly your lack of connections was what triggered the dream sequence. Or, at least it helped give that foggy dreamlike state that your writing exhibited. I think the muse is still with you, never fear.....

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    “That better not have been what I think it was,” Samantha said.

    “I've got to take a shower,” he said his face a deep red.

    Hahaha... hot.
    I wonder if Samantha thinks it was what I'm starting to think it was... and what G's gonna do once he's out of the shower if he needs a change of clothes and doesn't have one!

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    Part 5:

    Jaime grabbed his crotch and shuffled across the carpet with his shorts full of cum. He ignored the look of horror on Samantha's face as he went straight to the bathroom as quickly as his current gait would allow and promptly slammed the door behind him.

    He let go of his crotch and looked down to find that his basketball shorts were not soiled. His boxers on the other hand were sticking to his wet cock. He could feel his cum sliding down his inner thigh and onto his leg and watched it drip onto the floor. He gingerly removed his shorts so he wouldn't get cum on them and looked at his crotch soaked with his jizz. He stood there looking for much longer than he intended with a mixture a shame and desire running through his head.

    Jaime had jacked off before and never given a thought to the consequences. The consequences being the loads of cum that he wiped away with a tissue or a sock if one was handy. Now he was turned on by the images that stormed through his head and he felt as if a switch had been flipped and now he carried a hunger and was unable to sate his desire. He wanted something that he was sure that he could not have and the great gulf between that desire and the reality made him reel with excitement.

    The images of Garrett from the morning, and the fresh images of his dream stoked a fire in him that he was unsure he could control. Before they had come unbidden, but now he was consciously playing those images in his mind as his cock began to stiffen. It pushed against the wet fabric of his boxers aching to break free. He pulled it out and was surprised to find a string of clear pre-cum dripping from the head of his cock. He used it and some of the leftover cum to lubricate the head of his shaft and got goosebumps at the slickness.

    Without taking his hand off of his cock he turned on the shower. While he waited for the water to heat up, he watched his reflection as he jacked off in the mirror. He looked at his chest, not as pronounced and defined as Garrett's but still lean and muscular. His eyes wandered down to his bush, untrimmed and wild. He ran his hand down his abs, then across his ass, the fine hairs picking up every touch. He rested his hand on his ass and wished that his dream had gone further. He wanted to know what it was like to be fucked.

    The water was warm and when he got in he let it cascade over his body. It felt like a million caresses. The water ran down his front, across his chest and tickled his nipples, which had turned a bright red, down past his stomach and under his balls. It also ran down his back and he felt it falling from his backside. He ran his hand through his crack, lightly touching his hole. He played with the hairs there, pulling on them tentatively. He could feel a build up of exquisite tension in his back and shoulders and he had to ease off his cock to keep from cumming. He could still feel the pre-cum flowing freely.

    He ran his hands over his nipples and imagined that they were Garrett's hands and that he was standing close behind him, his cock hard and pressed against his back. Jaime bent over and stuck his finger inside, just a little. He imagined it was Garrett's hand opening him and getting him ready to fuck. He pressed his finger further and stood on his toes as the tension returned, this time it climbed up his back and past his neck and to his temples and he became light headed. It felt so good that in that moment nothing else existed in the world except for his ass and his cock.

    He pumped his cock faster now in anticipation of what came next. He bent over and stuck his ass out and his fingers over his hole. His hands were not his. They were Garrett's, jacking him off and probing his ass getting ready to slide in his cock. Jaime put two fingers together and slid them in as far as they would go. Instead of the expected pain he felt an explosion of pleasure. All of the tension traveled through his body and out his cock as he was wracked by an explosive orgasm that made him feel like he was being turned inside out. It felt so good that he didn't want it to end. He slowly pulled his fingers out of his ass and tried to catch his breath. He stayed under the shower head and let the euphoria wash over him.

    Jaime cleaned up the cum in and outside the shower and picked up his still wet boxers. He put on his basketball shorts and noticed that without his underwear the outline of his cock could clearly be seen. He hoped that Samantha wouldn't notice and planned to leave as soon as possible. He had to get home and get some proper clothes on.

    As he walked down the hall, he toweled his hair dry with one hand and carried his boxers in the other. When he got to the living room he stopped in his tracks.

    “Damn, Samantha. That's the second shower that he's taken today,” Garrett said.

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    Wow! That was quite erotic. And here is Garrett (of course we all know what showers are for) standing in the living room with Samantha commenting on Jaime's second shower of the day. Will Garrett know why there was the second shower and will Jaime try to cover up? This is getting very exciting, jahasrad. I don't think the muse ever left you......... Love it!

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    Sir Ron awaits the next chapter...


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    A very erotic chapter indeed!

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    Great Story! Please keep writing! You have a great talent for it!

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    Part 6:

    Jaime stood frozen in disbelief with the bath towel close against his head. Garrett was standing next to Samantha at the end of the couch. He was wearing a black shirt with no sleeves. The shirt showed off his well defined shoulders and hugged his midsection. He also wore a familiar pair of jean shorts, his legs well defined and covered in fine hairs. Jaime took in every inch of visible skin from his neck to his ankles and used his imagination to fill in the rest. Suddenly he caught himself and swallowed.

    “What are you doing here?” was all that he could say as he pulled the towel away from his head, his hair wet and lying flat.

    “You weren't answering my calls. Or my texts,” Garrett replied. “I called Sam and she told me that you were here.”

    Jaime looked at Sam incredulously.

    “Well, I wasn't going to lie,” she said defensively, breaking eye contact and sitting back into the couch.

    “Dude, don't be mad at her,” Garrett said. “Be mad at me. I'm really, really sorry about what happened earlier. I've never seen you like that before.”

    “I'm not mad at you,” Jaime said. “Or Sam. I'm fucking mad at life.”

    “Tell me about it,” Garrett said. He let out a breath as he fell back into the other end of the couch, and locked his hands behind his head. Jaime felt a twinge at seeing the hair under his arms again.

    He was still aware that he had his boxers in his hand and Garrett was sitting with his legs over his backpack.

    “I need my pack,” he said as he reached for it.

    Garrett got a light in his eye and closed his legs over the backpack keeping Jaime from picking it up. Jaime pulled and tugged trying to wrest it away, his arms rubbing up against Garrett's bare legs. He was sure that he's tagged Garrett's leg with the soaked boxers, but if he noticed Garrett said nothing about it. He finally got the bag free and placed his boxer inside.

    “Fucker,” Jaime said, out of breath. He sat down between his two friends.

    “You keep getting worked up like that, you're going to need another shower,” Samantha joked.

    Jaime gave Sam another harsh look, but soon Garrett was laughing and he was forced to crack a smile.

    “You don't have to be worried,” Garrett said after the smile had left his face.

    “About what?” Jaime asked, turning his head to look at Garrett's profile.

    “About you and me,” Garrett said. “We'll always be friends.”

    “It won't be the same,” Jaime said dismissively. “You'll be gone for who knows how long. I won't be able to just go over to your house because you won't be there. We won't talk as much and eventually we won't talk at all.”

    “Fuck you,” Garrett said. “That shit won't happen.”

    “What do you think will happen, Garrett? You're going away...”

    “I said that shit won't happen,” he said with frustration.

    “And you'll find some girl and you'll forget about all of us at home, and I'll be here alone.”

    “Stop fucking feeling sorry for yourself, Jaime!”

    “What did you say?”

    “I said, stop feeling fucking sorry for yourself. I mean, this whole situation is shitty. I got into a good school and I've got to go. I'm going to miss everyone. Family and friends. And I can't take care of you forever.”

    At that moment Jaime felt like the smallest person in the world. He kept his eyes on the carpet not daring to move a muscle. His body started to tremble. He thought that he would be able to contain his emotion until Sam's hand landed softly on his knee. He watched her hand move in slow motion out of the corner of his eye. He looked at her and she smiled and gave a nod of encouragement. Her compassion broke his resolve and his eyes began to well up.

    “I feel like a fucking asshole!” Garrett said as he stood up and paced back and forth. He stopped and looked at Jaime. He knelt down in front of him and pulled their heads together. “I will never forget how you were always there for me. And I will be there for you too. When you need to talk to me we'll talk and we'll help each other through this”

    Jaime nodded his head and was silent.

    “He's right Jaime,” Samantha said. “And not just about being an asshole. It's going to be okay.”

    “I've got to get back,” Garrett said as he let Jaime's head go. “I let everyone know that I'm leaving and Yvette is throwing a kick back tonight at her place. I want you two to be there.”

    Jaime watched Garrett as he went out the door.

    He felt like crawling under a rock.

    “You've got to tell him how you feel before he leaves,” Samantha said.

    “How can you say that after what he just said? He can't take care of me? Like I'm some kind of pet? Like I've been a fucking burden my whole life?”

    “You know that he didn't mean it like that. He cares a lot about you Jaime. Maybe there is some hope.”

    “I don't know. What if he freaks out? I'll never see him again.”

    “I don't know what will happen either. But if you say nothing you are going to regret it. And it'll follow you for the rest of your life,” as she said this a tear fell from her eye. She got up without saying another word and went into the back of the house leaving Jaime sitting alone.

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    Enjoy??? This was extremely intense. An awesome chapter. I really feel for Jaime at this point. Sometimes it's harder telling your best friend how you feel than telling a parent. Even though it is hard and frightening, fearing that the person you have known and loved for so long could be repulsed by your declaration, Sam it right, not being truthful he would regret it the rest of his life. Time has a way of healing ills not only physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. My thoughts are that Garrett's response will be positive and if so, a weight will have been lifted off Jaime's shoulders. I can hardly wait for the next chapter. Thanks, jahasrad.

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    A wonderful continuation - this story just gets better and better!



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    Part 7:

    The walk home was just a little bit on the embarrassing side for Jaime given that he was going commando in his basketball shorts. He swore he got a few looks from the girls he passed on the street and a few of the guys. He had to admit that the guys didn't bother him quite as much. He'd smile to himself and look surreptitiously over his shoulder to see if his suspicions were right.

    He would have preferred to get a ride from Sam's mom, but she would not have gotten home in enough time for him to get to work.

    After some deliberation, it didn't take much, he'd decided that he would go to Yvette's for Garrett's sake even though he really didn't want to do anything but go home and climb into bed and pull the covers over his head.

    When he got to the apartment complex he took a moment to get the mail. He wasn't really expecting anything to come for him, he usually brought it in for his mother. His father was out of the picture and he had lived with his mother growing up whenever things were bad and they separated. He also had a brother and a sister, but they were almost ten years older than he was and had their own families.

    Jaime took pride in being the man of the house.

    He got to the door and took a deep breath before opening it. He ran his fingers through his hair in order to tidy it up and rubbed his eyes with his fingertips.

    Jaime opened the door and was pleased to find that his mother was asleep on the couch with the TV on. She was watching some cooking show and had fallen asleep. He went over to her sleeping figure and kissed her on the forehead.

    “I'm home, Mom,” he said.

    She stirred and opened her eyes and smiled. “What time is it?” she asked while she stretched.

    “It's almost time for me to go to work,” he said. He passed her the mail.

    She took it and leafed through it and placed it on the end table.

    “Have you eaten anything?” she asked.

    “I'm not that hungry, Mom,” he said in reply.

    “Well, I went to the store this morning so there's food. Is something wrong?”

    “Yeah, Garrett's going to be going to school in a few weeks.”

    “I'm sorry honey,” she said. “I know how much your friendship means to you.”

    She didn't.

    She smiled and touched the side of his face. “Well, I know you'll keep in touch. You can always go visit him. You can take the bus to see him.”

    Jaime didn't want to argue about it anymore. “Thanks, Mom,” he said as he stood up and went to the kitchen.

    He opened the refrigerator door, but his stomach felt like it was filled with ash.

    “Sorry I didn't get home earlier,” he said. “I'll wash the dishes when I get back.”

    There was no reply. He must have been zoning out in the kitchen for a time because his mother had fallen back asleep.

    He went to his room and shut the door behind him.

    He took off his shirt and he took off his shorts and he stood naked in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. He wondered what had changed inside of him. He wondered just who it was that was looking back at him. He admitted to himself that he'd always felt strongly about Garrett, but he couldn't pinpoint that moment when it had change to something else. To something more.

    Jaime just didn't know how to deal with it all. He looked at the dark rims under his eyes and the blank stare. Then he would smile at the thought of Garrett's hands and the closeness and the feel of his breath against his face. And he hugged himself as a wave of guilt and shame swept over him and he couldn't look at himself any longer.

    How could he tell his mother? She would blow a gasket. To say that she never had a positive word to say about men who slept with other men was an understatement. He didn't know if she overcompensated because of his father's absence, but she was fixated on making sure the preached to him about the sin of homosexuality. Jaime was divided inside between the feelings that warmed him and threatened to change the way that his family saw him.

    Alone, with just he and his thoughts and feelings, he felt there was a storm raging deep inside that threatened to tear him apart. Finally, he looked back at his reflection. He was what he was. He thought that it would be as simple as that. It would all work itself out.

    He tore himself away from the mirror and put on his work clothes, suppressing the feeling in his gut. The restaurant was within walking distance so he would make it on time if he ran.

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    Poor Jaime. The realization that things in his life had changed so drastically have brought him to such a low level. He needs to busy himself and afford himself a little respite if only to prepare for Yvette's party. Just the fact of seeing and being with Garrett at the party hopefully will give him some solace. An interesting bit about his mother's take on homosexuality. Not too much different from quite a few parents who think they are protecting their children. However, all those feelings can fly out the window when it concerns one of your own. Hopefully that will be the case for Jaime. Looking forward to more, jahasrad.

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    The latest installment leaves me wanting for more story....
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    Looking forward to seeing what happens!

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    Part 8:

    Jaime made it to the restaurant with little time to spare. He was fortunate that the weather was relatively mild that day as he only worked up the slightest sheen of sweat on his brow. He sniffed his armpits to make sure that they remained inoffensive and walked in the employee entrance.

    The restaurant was a small family owned business. It was the kind of place you wondered how they kept the lights on. Part of the reason, Jaime assumed, was because there wasn't a large staff. The owner, Donald, was present most nights managing the small staff and speaking to the local regulars. Jaime was one of a handful of busboys who supported a few full time servers. Janet, the most senior server had been working there since Jaime started high school. He often wondered if she had any greater plans with her life than serving pizza and mozzarella sticks.

    He said hello to her as when he got to the front of the kitchen and clocked in.

    She put in an order for one of her tables and blew her blonde bangs up from the corner of her mouth. She saw Jaime and made her way over to him. “Hey, handsome,” she said. “Mike has to leave early so I'm going to need your help. We need to get the tables turned around as quick as possible.”

    Jaime blushed a little. She was always throwing compliments his way. “Sure, just let me know what you need.”

    Weekends were moderately busy, from what Jaime could gather. He'd only gotten his position a little before graduation and had been working mostly weeknights when the crowd was insubstantial. When he'd shown that he could be dependable he was given shifts during high volume days. It had its drawbacks. He would much rather be with Garrett and his friends at the party tonight than cleaning tables and refilling ketchup bottles. But, he also knew that he needed to work if he had any chance of getting a car and paying for college, so he took it very seriously.

    The hustle could be draining. He looked out at the dining room and saw families talking, couples laughing, and he heard the chorus of voices and the sound of silverware scraping plates. Once he was in the thick of it he would get lost in it all and the time would fly by.

    The faces of the diners would pass by in a blur. He would swoop in to clear the table of their dishes and silverware. He'd be attentive to the requests of a mother who had been waiting too long for her child's drink and was slightly irritated by the service. He'd ignore the comments from the women who said how cute he was when he passed by. Sometimes the faces were very familiar.

    That night, at one of his tables, some guys he'd gone to school with were having food and drinks. One of those guys happened to be Lucas Santiago, who was one of the few out students who he'd often passed in the halls. He had olive skin, and boyish look. He was wearing a tight shirt that showed off his lean muscular frame. His black hair was long on top and cut close on the sides. Some of the longer hair had fallen out of place and Lucas deftly ran his fingers through it putting it back into place. They made eye contact and Jaime in embarrassment realized that he had been staring. He quickly finished wiping up the table and stumbled back into the kitchen with the dishes trying not to make a spectacle of himself.

    He'd taken a moment to catch his breath when he heard Janet behind him say, not unkindly, “The tables aren't going to clean themselves.”

    Jaime looked back and smiled at her, sucked it up and went back to work.

    Try as he might to keep focused on his job, Jaime found it incredibly difficult to stop looking in Lucas's direction. He'd bring out some napkins and silverware and invariably he'd look up and Lucas would be looking back with an amused look on his face. Jaime wondered if somehow he knew what was going on inside his head.

    Jaime was only responsible for working a half shift that night and between the revolving tables and his vainly avoiding making eye contact with Lucas, he barely noticed when everything was winding down. It was closing time and it was time to start the real clean up. He mopped the floor, restocked the tables and helped out in the kitchen to make sure everything was clean. Though he did it all without complaint, he was excited to get to Yvette's.

    When he said goodnight to Donald and Janet, who was very appreciative of all of his help, he went outside with a tired smile on his face, but with the satisfaction of a good night's work and the anticipation of money in his pocket.

    The parking lot was lit by florescent lights holding the darkness at bay just beyond their reach. He didn't make it out of a parking lot before he was approached by a shiny new import.

    “Need a ride?” came a voice. He looked into the car and Lucas was smiling back at him.

    “Hey, Lucas,” Jaime said with a smile. “I mean, it's okay. I don't live that far.”

    “Then I don't mind driving you. Hop in,” Lucas said, not taking no for an answer.

    Jaime got in the car a little self conscious about the state of his work clothes. “Turn left here and go straight.”

    They pulled out of the parking lot and drove in an awkward silence.

    “So, what happened to your friends?” Jaime asked.

    “We're all supposed to go out tonight and they went on ahead while I waited for you.”

    “Why would you wait for me?” Jaime asked.

    “Because it looked like you needed a friend.”

    “I don't know how you got that idea,” Jaime said feigning ignorance.

    “You were staring at me all night,” Lucas replied.

    “I wouldn't call it staring,” Jaime said.

    “You couldn't take your eyes off me!” Lucas said playfully. “I can't say I blame you.”

    Picking up on the game Jaime said, “I remember you looking in my direction too.”

    “Guilty as charged,” Lucas said. “I mean, what's not to look at?”

    Jaime didn't have a reply. “Turn left at this light,” was all he could say. “You going to Yvette's party tonight?”

    “I'm going to pass. Yvette and I don't get along that well on account of her being a conniving bitch.”

    “I can't say that I like her either,” Jaime said. “But, the party is for Garrett. He's going way to school.”

    “I didn't know. Well, you should have a lot of fun.”

    “This is my apartment complex right here,” Jaime said. “You want to come in?”

    Lucas raised his eyebrow, pursed his lips and said “Sure, why not?”

    They walked through the lit hallways silently until they got to his door and went inside. Jaime rushed through Lucas through the introduction with his mother and ushered Lucas into his room and closed the door behind them.

    Jaime bit his lip and decided to take the plunge. “Okay, I was looking at you. It's just, when we were in school you looked so comfortable and you were open about, you know,” Jamie said without finishing his thought.

    “You're going to have to spell it out for me, Jaime,” Lucas said.

    “I just want to know what it's like, what it feels like to be gay is all,” Jaime said. He lowered his voice, paranoid that his mother had passed by his door at the moment he said the words.

    “Is there something you're not telling me, Jaime?” Lucas said, sitting on Jaime's bed and leaning back, his shirt riding up a little and revealing his midriff.

    Jaime felt that Lucas was toying with him and felt a little irritated. Then he looked at him from head to toe, tight shirt, tight jeans and sneakers. He swallowed. “I'm like you,” he said. “Like, I just found out today.”

    “I see,” Lucas said, first stretching back, then sitting up again.

    “I need to know how it feels.”

    “Normal,” Lucas said. “Sorry, there's no grand revelation. It can hurt at first, but it's normal. And you deal with the hurt and you move on because that's the way that you were made.”

    “What do you do when you have feelings for someone who you're sure doesn't feel the same way about you?”

    “You talking about Garrett?” Lucas said and Jaime nodded his head. “Either you tell them how you feel or you let them go.”

    “What if you can't let go?”

    “Good question. But, sometimes it's better not to know the answer. It can get messy.”

    “It's already messy,” Jaime said.

    “Look, get ready and I'll take you to your party. Take my number. We'll go out to a local club tomorrow, do some dancing,” Lucas said as he raised his hands in the air and moved his hips. “Normal,” he said and took Jaime's hand in is. “Now, go get ready to go see your friend,” Lucas said as he laid back in Jaime's bed.

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    Hey guys. I want to thank you all for the encouragement. It's been hard to find the time and the drive to write, but I was able to bang out another section. More to follow!

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    I'm a little leery of Lucas, but I don't want to be judgmental. I thought at first he was going to hit on Jaime, but pleased that he held back and respected Jaime's predicament. Perhaps it will be good for Jaime to have a friend he can talk to. I can hardly wait for Yvette's party. Nice lead in for Lucas' character, jahasrad.

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    Hmmmm.....intriguing!
    Keep up the good work!


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