Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 21:40:15 -0700
From: Richie-BlueAngel <richie-blueangel@cox.net>
Subject: Benji (Chapter 2)

Disclaimer:
This story is pure fantasy from a hopeless romantic boylover.  No part of
this story may be used without consent from the author.

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*Please remember that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you have the
opportunity to change a person's outlook....try to do it in a positive
way.


Characters:
Benjamin Scott Antler: age 8
Kathy Antler: age 42
Richie (Me): age 36


Chapter 2


I not sure how long we sat there, but it seemed like hours.  This whole
time she said nothing, she just sat across from Benji and I.  I was getting
concerned.  It was like she was trying to see right into my soul.  She had
a very hard, concentrating look about her.  Finally, after what was
probably only five minutes, her eyes softened and she said it was ok for
Benji and I to go swimming together, asking that I come back afterwards so
we could talk.  I agreed and left to get changed.  A few minutes later,
Benji showed up in his bathing suit and we both went to the pool.  At first
we were both a little somber.  I'm sure, like me, Benji was thinking about
what was going to happen when we got back to his place.  What did his
mother want to talk about, and how was this going to affect our friendship.

Eventually though, after a few minutes of light play, we both started
relaxing.  We had a great time splashing each other and me throwing him all
over the place, his giggles and laughter music to my ears.  Several times
we would go to the Jacuzzi to relax and each time Benji would sit next to
me.  After relaxing in the Jacuzzi we would head back to the pool for more
play.  I never felt so charged, I was on a high that wouldn't stop.  I was
in heaven.  I don't know what had gotten into me, but I was so comfortable
with Benji that I never worried about touching him.  This was all new to me
but it felt great and I decided it best not to fight it and to just have
fun with a boy who enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed his.

I have no idea how long we were out at the pool but around six Kathy showed
up and we all went back to their place.  I was still in my suit and worried
about being wet.  She told me not to worry about it and led me over to the
kitchen table.  As I sat down, she told Benji to go changed.  While he was
in his room she started asking me some basic questions; like how old was I,
where did I work and how long I had lived at the apartments, but nothing
too personal.

A few minutes later Benji came out of his room dressed in some blue soccer
shorts looking as cute as could be.  I tried not to stare but was sure it
was obvious to anyone.  I'm not sure what she was thinking, but she asked
Benji to find something to do.  Benji didn't like this and started to argue
with her, but she quickly put a stop to it by telling him she would let him
say goodbye before I left.

He went to his room, but clearly he wasn't happy about it.  As I watch him
go, she said something, or asked me something, but my mind was elsewhere.
I turned to look at her and found she was watching me very intently. "He
really likes you", she said and I stammered back that "he's a very nice
boy".  I'm sure I was blushing when I said it and I'm also sure she knew
there was something more to it then what I said.

She sat down at the table across from me and started telling me a little
about her self; how old she was, that she was divorced, and that Benji's
father never visited.  Slowly I started to relax, and we started talking
like old friends, me telling her about myself; work, family, that sort of
thing.  She kept looking at me strangely, though, and this still had me
worried.  What did she think about me and my budding friendship with her
son.  I'm not really sure how, but over the next hour while she started
fixing dinner, we seemed to become friends.  Nothing too serious was talked
about, but I got to know her better, and I'm sure she began to understand
me.

We talked about our believes and about what we consider important.  It was
all very weird, but she was very easy to talk to.  As she finished cooking
dinner and it approached seven pm she asked me if I wanted to stay for
dinner, saying "I'm sure Benji would like it if you stayed".  Though
nothing directly was said about my friendship with Benji, I got the feeling
she understood, or at least saw no harm in Benji and I being friends.  I
accepted her invitation and she called Benji out.  At first I think he
thought I was getting ready to leave because he came up to me and started
to give me a hug.  While we were hugging, she asked him to set the table,
letting him know I was staying for dinner.

Dinner was great.  Not to say anything bad about her cooking (It was
fine.), but it was sitting there with Benji that made the meal so great.
It was getting late and had already gotten dark outside by the time we
finished dinner.  I was getting ready to excuse myself and head home when
Benji asked if he could walk me home, promising to come straight back.  I'm
not sure if his mother wanted this or not, but I decided to handle it
myself by saying it was too late.  As Kathy said goodnight and I thanked
her for the dinner, Benji led me to the door.  As I was stepping through
the doorway to leave, he grabbed me in a big hug and didn't seem to want to
let go.  While this was fine with me, I knew his mother was watching, so I
hugged him back and said a quick goodnight.

The walk home was very strange.  I was feeling empty and giddy all at the
same time.  I felt something very joyous building inside me that I couldn't
explain, but I had this worry about how things would turn out.  I knew if
it were left up to Benji and I, there would be no problems, but how far was
his mother going to allow this relationship to grow?  Would she trust me
enough, to let Benji and I see where this relationship was going?

I got home feeling the weight of the world on me.  I cleaned up and crawled
into bed feeling happy and sad at the same time.  I couldn't relax and
couldn't fall asleep.  My mind was filled with thoughts of Benji and of our
relationship.  I don't know how long it took, but finally sleep did come.

To Be Continued...