Date: Thu, 15 Oct 2015 10:04:02 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected Five Years On 9

Unexpected: Five Years On 9

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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile
imagination.

Previously

We are going to take the few kids who are left for a water ski and this guy
is going to get up once more. Pierre why don't you join us?" With a big
grin, "The guys take on the lake. Anyway, I am looking for an excuse to
give this guy mouth to mouth resuscitation."

It was so unexpected and said so matter of fact that the entire room broke
up. "Your dad told me last night that you had changed. You have. You are my
wonderful, happy son. Go, water ski."

A look passed between mother and daughter. It was one of resolve. "Marie
Claire, let's do this together with this one. She picked up little Luc. He
is going to be brought up with a different set of values."

Little did Timothy or his father know what was going to happen as the guys
enjoyed their water skiing.

For them, the tension had broken. They had a great time. Timothy felt as if
a huge burden had been lifted; he felt liberated for the first time in
years. He had done it.

Jeremy wanted to yell out his happiness. He could have a normal life with
his guy. Maybe a dirty weekend in a local hotel or motel after they left
but he would always remember their night in the tent.

Present

Jeremy did well at first on his turn on the water skis. However, like many
beginners, he became a little too sure of himself and he tried something
that he had seen one of the young guys do. It went well at first but
suddenly the skis dug into the water and he was unexpectedly submerged,
floundering in the water. He swam to the surface to find Timothy and the
Pierre laughing at him. Momentarily anger surged through him and then he
realized what he had done and the trademark smile covered his face.

"OK you fucking idiots, what do I do now?"

Timothy was still chuckling as he answered his guy. "Jeremy, Jeremy watch
your language. You sort of need our help."

"Alright, I made an ass of myself. What do I do?"

Slowly drawn out, "Better." Timothy explained that he could get in the boat
or try to get back up on the skis from the water. Getting up on the skis
from the water was more difficult but something that they all had to
learn. Typically, Jeremy decided that today was his day to try and learn
the procedure. Timothy gave excellent, detailed instructions but warned him
that he might have to try it a couple of times as often the first time
didn't work. Jeremy was strong and was determined to do it the first
time. He was right. He was back up and skiing. He could hear the cheers
from the dock.

Again typical of Jeremy, he did a couple of things and then decided that he
would repeat the one that had caused him to fall. It wasn't graceful but he
ended still skiing with a big smile. He got the thumbs up from both Pierre
and Timothy. As he made a perfect landing near the dock, all the guys were
congratulating him on what he had done. As Timothy climbed out of the
secured boat, he had the sweetest smile on his face.

They all walked up to the cottage, enthused about their morning water
skiing. The two guys with Pierre's help cleared out the tent and took it
down and took all the equipment to the storage shed.

The two guys decided on a shower, separately. While they were in Timothy's
room. Jeremy decided to make some suggestions.

"Timothy, you really are going to leave with me?"

Making his voice almost pitiful, "Do you want to spend this holiday weekend
with me or by yourself? Lonely and horny. At least that is how I'll be
without you." They both laughed.

"OK, I have a suggestion. Let's find a hotel in the area and have dirty,
hot, sexy, wild weekend together."

"Danny would be proud of you. A dirty weekend. You really are my kind of
guy." He leaned over and gave Jeremy a kiss.

They broke the kiss as they heard a throat being cleared behind them. It
was Pierre. "Would you two stop this immoral activity and take your shower,
I'm hungry and want one after you." They rushed him and tickled him until
he was almost crying.

Jeremy went into the kitchen to help Mrs. M. Timothy had forgotten
something in the boat. Having found it, he came slowly back up the hill. He
saw his father pacing on the front porch. He decided that he would use that
entrance.

He had only just stepped in and his father stopped on the spot and stared
at him. "This is all your fault!"

"What dad?"

"Your mother and sister have roasted me for my behaviour. My
behaviour. Yours seems just fine."

"Dad, all I was doing was being honest. I really hated having to lie about
myself and where I was going and doing in late May and June. Surely I get
some credit for that!"

"Your behaviour is your choice of being in a gay relationship."

"Dad, I don't think that we should go over all this again. My only choice
that I have made was to tell you that I am gay."

"The church says that being gay is a choice or something to overcome."

"Dad, you know my answer to that. I am going to lunch with mom and MC. I
hope that you will join us. Jeremy and I are leaving soon after lunch."

"Where are you going?"

"We haven't decided yet. Possibly we shall find a room in a local hotel or
go back home."

"Home?"

"Jeremy's, Dad."

"You can't go to a local hotel. You might be recognized."

"Dad, I am out. Some know at work. I have been to dances with Jeremy; his
friends know. I went to church last week with Jeremy's entire extended
family and then to lunch; they welcomed me with open arms. I feel part of
their family. I don't intend to flaunt it but I don't really care who knows
what. I shall no longer deny that I am gay. I feel free for the first time
in years."

Again his father was left speechless; there was no regret in his son's
voice. He was rejecting many of his father's beliefs. He sounded confident
and firm. His father didn't understand this new version of his son.

Timothy decided to act as if nothing had happened. "Dad, I think that Mom
has lunch ready. Come, join us."

He walked quickly to the kitchen. He just loved the sight. Jeremy was
helping to prepare food, talking amiably to his mother with odd comments to
Marie Claire. Pierre gave him a smile as he fed Luc with a bottle. This
what he had dreamed of. If only his father could see this through his eyes
and not through the lenses of church and common prejudice.

They decided to take it out to the porch. There was a lovely breeze and
that fresh smell off the lake. Jeremy wished that they didn't have to
leave. This was perfect but he understood that the tensions of them staying
would break the spell. Timothy's father quickly filled a plate and
retreated to a corner and without talking, looked out towards the lake,
seemingly content to leave them to themselves and retreat to his own
world. Jeremy actually felt sorry for him.

The conversation did not flow as easily with the presence in the room; it
seemed a little forced. Jeremy knew again that his bright guy had gauged
the situation really well. A little plan formed in his head for at least
one of the days if they could find a hotel near by, hopefully close to a
lake.

By degrees, the looming presence receded and they were soon chatting and
joking. Everyone seemed more at ease. The meal came to an end and they all
knew what was going to happen next. Jeremy and Timothy made Mrs. M sit
still and they made several trips back and forth until the table was
empty. Without saying anything, they left to finish packing and brought
their gear out to the kitchen.

Timothy had made a quick trip to the porch. "Guys, it is time."

They came into the kitchen. As he expected, one person was missing. Timothy
and Jeremy looked at each other and Jeremy touched his shoulder and
whispered, "maybe another day".

The goodbyes were heartfelt. Mrs. M gave Jeremy a big hug and whispered to
Jeremy as she hugged and then kiss him, "Take care of my son. Please
include us in your plans. You know how I feel about you and my very happy
son."

There were tears in both mother and son's eyes as they embraced
silently. Then, "Take care my love. Thank you for your honesty. Jeremy is a
wonderful man."

There were more tears and goodbyes from Marie Claire. Pierre told the guys
how much fun that he had had with them.

As they walked to the car, Jeremy put his arm around his guy who was
holding back the tears. They stopped by the their cars. With a little smile
and tear streaked face, Timothy summed it up. "Well, you are a part of most
of the family."

Timothy knew of a hotel that he would like to try first and so he led the
way with Jeremy following close behind. They arrived around 2:30 and parked
and went in. They agreed that Jeremy would go to the desk and see if there
was a room. Timothy sat on a chair and watched. When Jeremy turned, there
was a smile of victory. There had been some cancellations and they were
very pleased to let out one of their lake view rooms. It turned out to be
on the ground floor with a little patio and as Timothy triumphantly
announced on entering the room, it had a huge king size bed.

They settled in and decided to go for a swim in the lake. It was such a
relief to be out of the chalet with all the tensions and tip toeing around
the elephant in the room. After the swim, they lay in the sun for a
while. Finally, Jeremy realized that Timothy had moved. He opened his eyes
to see Timothy on his side staring at him.

Jeremy looked at him. Timothy innocently asked, "Do you remember what you
promised me."

"A quiet, relaxed afternoon in the sun, followed by a nice supper and then
some reading in the lounge."

"In the inimitable words of Danny, screw that."

"Yeah, or we could do that."

Timothy was up like a flash. "That's more like it!"

They entered their room and Jeremy looked at the bed and jumped on it like
a kid and just kept bouncing and laughing. Timothy joined him. All the
nonsense of the last two days, weeks, the secrets, the plans, the carefully
watched language and actions melted away in their frenzy of bouncing. They
ended by slowing down and finally grabbing each other and kissing madly.

What happened next had never happened to either guy. They lost themselves
in each other. "Jeremy, thanks for putting up with all this crap since that
movie. I feel free and you are the one who has done it for me. It has been
a crazy, fucking month. I don't know if I could have stood up to my father
without you there waiting for me. It feels so great."

Timothy kissed him, kissed him and kissed him.

Finally, Jeremy could get some words in. "Timothy, it is you who has grown
and given me so much. I never thought that I would ever meet anyone. Dad,
Jamie, has had an expression when I am down. Jeremy, some time, some place,
someone. You are my someone. I love your mother and MC. Pierre is great. If
your dad has any brains, he will come round at some time. We can be free
together." He paused looking at him. "I told your mother that I was in love
with you."

For Timothy, those last words were truly the spark. He shoved Jeremy onto
the bed and stripped him in seconds telling him how much he meant to him,
Timothy kissed him all over his body.

Finally, Timothy scrambled off the bed and slowly stripped in front of a
moaning Jeremy. Jeremy loved to see that swollen cock pulsing as he moved
or as blood pulsed through it. Jeremy too scrambled out of bed and was on
his knees in front of his lover. Timothy whimpered as Jeremy lightly licked
and then sucked the head of his cock. He was not totally gentle as his
hands at first, gently touched Timothy's balls and then roughly, he pulled
and squeezed them. Timothy was almost incoherent.

"Jeremy take me. I need you." Timothy lay on his back looking up at
Jeremy. "You are so incredibly sexy. I love that intense look that you get,
at times like these." He chuckled at Jeremy's look of surprise. "You have
it at other times too but not as intense, almost smouldering now. I love
it."

"Your father is right. You have changed since we first met at Jake's
party."

"I don't know if that is good or bad but you are responsible. You have
treated me like a man and a lover." Tears collected in his eyes.

As Jeremy slowly entered him, he bent down and kissed the tears away. "You
are my love. My whole life has changed. I was so proud of you with your
mother and your father over the last few days. I am sure that I could not
have kept my cool with your father as you did."

"I just kept thinking of you and what we have done together over the last
month. Enough! To the task at hand." As he had done the first time, he put
his hands on Jeremy's butt and pulled him in. This time it was not
slowly. He wanted to feel the fulness. He wanted to feel that feeling of
being joined with his guy, his love.

After that, it was slow and deliberate; Jeremy paused several times. By the
time they finished, both of them felt as if every nerve in their body was
on fire. Timothy's legs were over Jeremy's shoulders. The angle and the
penetration was beyond explaining. He felt Jeremy's body stiffen and his
breath held so Timothy took himself over with his hand. It was such a
wonderful release and incredible pleasure. He reached up and pulled Jeremy'
head down and their lips met and they kissed as Jeremy's face alternated
between pleasure and pain. They lay together for many minutes laughing and
smiling at the incredible experience.

At some point, Jeremy rolled off his lover. They woke from their short nap
wrapped in each others arms. They kissed and decided to have a quick shower
and then go and eat. They both knew that the dirty weekend would continue
after supper and a romantic walk. It was hard not to hold hands and or slip
an arm around the other but they knew that they had role to play outside
their room.

The diner was surprisingly good. Over a coffee and pastries, Jeremy
broached an idea that he had. "Timothy, I want so badly to spend this
weekend with you but I think that we can and should share it. I would like
to invite your entire family for lunch or maybe brunch on Sunday. We can
invite them all and who comes, well that is up to them. It will be our
treat and our way of thanking anyone who comes for their support and
love. It will be fun."

"I just never know what is going on in that brain. Why don't we finish this
out on the patio and I'll give MC a call on her cell and then my mother on
hers. So they had the waiter bring out their coffee and pastries
outside. Jeremy loved to listen to the excited tone and real love his
sister had for him. They thought that brunch was excellent. Timothy
explained that they had a room with a patio and a large bed if Luc needed
it.

Then he phoned his mother's cell phone. He stressed to her that this
invitation was to everyone in the family. She said that she would come no
matter what but suggested a call to his father. So with a bit of
trepidation, he phoned his father. He tried his best but his father
remained intransigent. Timothy ended the call saying that he was sorry that
his Dad felt like that but he accepted it.

Timothy seemed a bit quieter but as they walked in the deepening dusk,
Jeremy took his hand and they walked hand in hand around the lake. There
were a few others walking and only one couple looked a bit surprised at two
guys holding hands. Again, Timothy felt alive and knew that he had made the
correct decision.

They had a great Saturday together. There were some tourist attractions in
the area and they visited each one. The Zoo was small but they had fun
being together and watching the reaction of the kids to the ostrich and
giraffe. It was a rescue zoo that took in animals in trouble in one way or
another. They sat on the patio of a local pub and had typical pub food but
it tasted all the better knowing what this day was. Their first full day by
themselves as a couple. Each knew that for a fact.

Of course, they had to return to the hotel in the late afternoon to
continue the dirty part of the weekend. It was slow and intense again. They
went to bed that night after another good dinner and another hand in hand
walk around the late at late dusk. Jeremy even put an arm around Timothy at
one fairly treed area and only dropped it when they heard another couple
approaching.

They continued the dirty part that night starting in the shower and
finishing it in front of the clouded, mist covered mirror in the
bathroom. Both felt like exhibitionists as they took each other while they
watched. Exciting, romantic and sexy. Timothy took Jeremy in the morning
with Jeremy kneeling over Timothy and riding him in breathless abandon.

They were dressed and ready for the arrival of their guests. Mrs. M arrived
first and alone. She made no apologies or any comment but Timothy could
tell that she was upset at his father.

As they went into the dining room, "Timothy, I feel as if we are
imposing. You said that you were going to spend the weekend together."

"Mom, that can mean a couple of things. A weekend together alone or a
weekend together with people we love."

"Oh you sweet man. Is Jeremy OK with this?"

"Hate to admit it but it was his idea with no prompting from me. I did tell
him what a great, thoughtful person, he is. Several times."

Before they could take their seats. She rounded up the two guys and gave
them a hug. Jeremy's look asked why.

"Timothy asked you up to the chalet so that we could meet you and see the
kind of person that you are. Jeremy, you are like a second son already. I
met my son and saw him as he really is for the first time. I love you
both. You brought joy and good cheer to most of us. My husband will just
have to deal with it. Now I see MC and family arriving. Let's have a great
brunch."

Jeremy enthused about his water skiing exploits. Pierre was equally vocal
about his outing with the guys on the lake. He too was an excellent water
skier. They talked about the people who had come up and what role they
played in their lives. There was fun and laughter and too soon the time to
leave had come.

The guys had checked out before brunch and stored their gear at the front
desk. They all took a stroll around part of the lake until Luc decided that
he was hungry and needed a diaper changed. Jeremy had carried him a lot of
the way and when they were back at the hotel he offered to change the
baby. Timothy went into the bathroom with him. He was impressed by how
accomplished his guy was with the baby and Jeremy soon had Luc smelling
sweet and fresh and he was playing happily with the baby, like an old
pro. He told Timothy that he had lots of practice with some of his
relatives baby from earlier years when he was accepted by their
families. You never forget how.

They presented a happy and clean baby to mom and pop. Jeremy gave the baby
one last little kiss and tickle in the stomach. It was clear from the
giggles and smiles that Luc had a new friend.

The hugs and goodbyes were long and a little tough for Timothy as he knew
that life back at home was not going to be pleasant for a while. His father
would not be easy to live with. So the hug to his mother was long and
hard. She said again the same thing to Jeremy as Jamie had said to Timothy,
'take care of my boy'.

They waved until the cars were out of sight. Jeremy turned to Timothy. "I
really like your mother and think that she likes me."

Timothy gave him an appraising gaze. "Sorry, but she asked me some pointed
questions and we had a little talk about that around the lake. She told me
that she thinks that you are just a horny bastard after my gorgeous
body. She figures that you have been forcing me to have intimate moments
many times a day; she is refined and doesn't use the words dirty sex. I was
at loss for words for her accurate insight. So, she knows all."

Jeremy was laughing hard. "You are such a hypocrite. I know her cell number
and I think that I should phone her immediately to tell her that her son is
such sexy bastard who struts around tempting me every minute that we are
alone. I can't help myself."

He picked up his phone and punched in a number. Timothy grabbed the phone
out of his hand but he heard his phone ringing in his pocket. He looked at
the number dialled and handed the phone back to Jeremy and answered his.

"Hello, Timothy Malenfant, lawyer extraoridinaire. How may I be of
service?"

"Mr. Malenfant, I have heard a rumour recently that you give very good head
at any time of the day or night. I think that I might be in need of your
services."

"I am not cheap. What is your proposal?"

"I suggest that you go home and get a change of clothes for work tomorrow
and meet me at my palatial condo for supper and hot sex later. No charge
for supper, a room overnight or my magnificent body."

They collapsed laughing into each others arms.

Timothy finally looked at Jeremy. "Best offer I have had since brunch, I
guess I might as well take it."

"Watch it buddy. The offer could be off the table in an instant."

"OK, a kiss to seal the deal?"

They gave each other a quick kiss and they were off.

Timothy entered his parents' home. As soon as he stepped in, he realized
that this place would never be the same. His father was not one to take his
'defiance' lightly. He tried to steel himself in advance but he knew that
it was not going to be pleasant. He might have to take action. He knew that
he had decisions to make. Then he told himself that that was for tomorrow
and the next day. Now he had the end of the weekend with his guy. He hoped
that whatever problems that he had they would not spill over and spoil what
had grown between them. He would have to watch himself and be careful.

Stepping into the condo really did feel as if he was home. His welcome was
even better. The moment he stepped in, he was enveloped in a hug and long
kiss. It was Jeremy's way of saying that he was welcome and that he was
wanted here. Timothy felt so good. His eyes shone and he felt so wanted and
important. This guy completed him.

Jeremy had pulled out some food from the freezer and put it together with
some of the food that Mrs. M had given them. They had kept it in their
cooler in their room at the hotel. With a good beer, they had a wonderful
meal. They laughed and talked about their great holiday together and
started to plan some of their summer activities. Timothy steered the talk
away from his home situation and Jeremy was not stupid and he too left the
subject untouched.

Later, yet again, Jeremy was amazed at Timothy. His first reaction to him
had been a nice guy but a little on the quiet side maybe even a bit
timid. As they had joked back at the hotel, here was Timothy giving him
head like he had seldom had it in his life. He gazed down at him. He seemed
totally involved in his task of giving the best head that anyone could
give. Jeremy had seldom felt so totally involved.

They woke the next morning and had a quick shower together. They were
dressed and ready to go to work. They had agreed to meet for a bite to eat
after work and Timothy would go home directly after it. They would meet
again Tuesday for a quick supper and then a practice on the pitch. After
that, they hadn't mentioned any plans.

Jeremy just felt that he had to say something about the matter he knew was
on both their minds. They were ready to leave. Jeremy had Timothy come into
the kitchen and sit.

"I know that you must be a little concerned about 'home'."

Timothy shook his head yes.

Jeremy took a breath. "Timothy remember that you have me behind you all the
way. No exceptions. If there is a problem, share it. We are in this
together. You are not alone. I would be so upset if you held back trying to
protect me or to not bother me. I know your mother is behind you but there
is only so much that she can do. I ... am ... here. You and I."

Jeremy stood, reached over and pulled him to himself. There were tears in
Timothy's eyes. Jeremy smiled and gently rubbed them off.  "You and I."

The day passed quickly for both the guys. Timothy received an email in the
afternoon from his mother. She thanked him for lunch on Sunday and all the
help during the party. She said some really nice things about how good it
was to have Jeremy there and all the help that he had been. She did happen
to drop in the fact that she and his father had come home late on
Sunday. Timothy smiled to himself. This was an advance warning, subtle but
it was there. It had two messages. One that she really enjoyed having
Jeremy with them and that his father was not pleased with Timothy's absence
on Sunday night. He thanked his mother quietly to himself.

Jeremy could sense that something was not quite right with Timothy as they
chatted over a beer and some really good pub food. He finally asked.

"You can read me like a book. I received an email from Mom today. She
really enjoyed having you at the party and after. Then I think that she
gave me a warning. She happened to mention that they came home late
Sunday. That was all it said but ...."

"So you weren't home for the night. All I can say is you and
I. Together. Don't try to deal with this just by yourself. I have the odd
good idea, suggestion."

"You have so many of them. I won't be good company until I face this. I
think that I had better finish up and deal with this. Maybe I 'm wrong."
Shaking his head, "Yea, sure ... right!"

With that out of the way, they mood lightened up and they had a good time
together.

"See you tomorrow for supper and practice."

"Anything else?"

"We'll have to see. You know what I would like to do. You know it is sort
of ironic. In June, I could have made up excuses but now, HE knows. I see
your look; it is still better this way. You and I. The holiday weekend was
really special. And so is this, being together." He paused and they both
gave each other the look. Jeremy felt so good as Timothy walked reluctantly
out of the pub. He wished that he could go with him so that he wouldn't
face this alone but he knew that sometimes you had to do it that way. But
he knew that he could do somethings. His refuge. He picked up his phone and
dialled the number that he knew so well. Jamie answered on second ring.

"Jeremy so good to hear your voice. How did it go?"

"Dad, it was both as great as I could have hoped and awful. That is why I
am phoning. I think that my guy is going to need some help and some people
around him this week. He went on to give him the highs and the lows of the
weekend."

"Jeremy, I can tell how happy you are and as usual, trying to help your
'guy'. Look, we don't have a lot on. When you know how it goes tonight, let
us know and we shall work something out." There was a little pause. "Why do
some religious people react like this? I know that religion is an ideology
and ideologies have all the correct answers to life's problems. It never
ceases to amaze me how intolerant some can be."

"Well, we have one now. The only saving grace is that Timothy feels free
for the time in his life. I have told him that I am with him totally, he
and I together, a team."

"I wish you were here for a big hug. Give one to your guy from us until we
can do it later this week."

Jeremy felt a bit lost wondering what was happening at Timothy's home and
if he would have a telephone call.

The call came around 9:30. "Timothy so good to hear your voice. I was on
pins and needles all evening."

"I think that I was metaphorically pinned to the wall through and through
with those pins. One good thing; I kept my cool. I only raised my voice
once and didn't use any profane swear words. However, the words nonsense,
stupid and unbelievable may have been used several times. It appears that
this is his house and only my home if I obey his rules."

"His rules. I guess I should be sitting down to hear this."

"It doesn't matter. I sleep here by myself. If I chose to sleep elsewhere
then I have made another choice.  What do you think was the first choice
that I made? Not hard to guess. To be gay. That was the first time I used
the word 'nonsense'. Didn't go over too well."

"Hey you are still laughing."

"Just!" He sighed. "It's OK. I suspected this. My mother warned me quietly
about things before he started. It was actually almost the entire July 2nd
conversation, rehashed ending with another ultimatum. I have all my
electronics ready to go into the car later tonight. In his frame of mind, I
don't trust him. No change in plans for tomorrow. I shall meet you for
supper and then the practices and I know how practice makes us so horny so
who knows maybe I'll fall asleep and miss sleeping in my bed at home. That
is if you want to keep up our usual routine."

"Hate changing my routines."

 "Would you mind if I brought a change of clothes for going to work on
Wednesday."

"Sounds like a good plan. What are you going to do after that?"

"Haven't made up my mind. I'll probably go to the Suites for a week or two
until I can find an apartment. I'm not exactly broke."

Jeremy had already thought this through and he decided to stay quiet for
the moment. He wanted to give his suggestion face to face when a lot of the
emotions had died down or when other emotions had replaced the bad ones.

"If things go as I think they will, I may need some help on Thursday
morning to get everything of mine out of the house. I have already
collected all my personal documents that are not in my safety deposit box
and I am going to put them in the vault at work tomorrow. I guess that I
should have just moved out but I want it to be his decisions that forces me
out. I don't ever want to give him the chance to say that I left."

"You really are a lawyer. Think smartly and quickly. Wish you were with me
tonight."

"Probably would not be my best night."

"Just to hold you and let you know that I am with you."

"That I know. I have quite a few things to finish and I am bone tired." He
sighed again. "Night. Sleep tight. Will probably have impure thoughts about
you. Impure enough to be asked to leave the house."

Later, before going to bed, he loaded his car with all his electronics and
put his documents in file folders and put them in his briefcase. He was as
ready as he could be.



Comments preecherdave@gmail.com

If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have
published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which
has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a
Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is
worth a read.



Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011

Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011

Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011

Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011

What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011

Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011

Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012

Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012

Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012

What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012

Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012

Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013

Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014

Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, October 15, 2015