Date: Sun, 14 Nov 2010 15:54:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Cuddling Boy II

It's been a year since I first posted this story. Sorry about the delay. I
had a chapter completed when my computer crashed so had to do it all over
which put it behind other projects. Sorry. There is another chapter
planned.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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It was still early, barely after seven. I felt like getting out of the
house, doing something.

"How would you like to have a sundae Tor," I asked. He gave me a funny
look.

"How can I have a day Clay? And besides it's only Wednesday." I wanted to
laugh but didn't want to embarrass the boy besides, I had to remember that
he had experienced little to no frivolities in his young life.

"No Tor, it's not a day it's like a dessert, with ice cream. You've had ice
cream before haven't you?" He nodded his head, admitted that he had but
only a few times in his life. "Well then how about we get dressed and we'll
go do that."

Ten minutes later we were in my garage and walking toward the last bay
which was where my baby was parked underneath a soft cover. I punched the
door button and as it began to lift I punched a second button which lifted
the car cover. The cover was custom made and was attached to a custom frame
that lifted and replaced the cover on the car. The cover itself was made of
soft rayon but the entire interior was hand woven cotton to protect the
paint. Tor watched, a look of intense interest on his smooth young face, as
the car came into view.

Low, fast, and looking mean as all hell the '67 Corvette Stingray coupe was
my favorite past time and hobby. I had purchased it 4 years before and
immediately had a complete off frame restoration done, not that it needed
it. The car had come with every available option which included a 435 HP
427 rat motor, power everything, including an after market power antenna
although I still had the original in a box. It was tuxedo black with a red
stinger and red leather interior, side exhaust, red line tires, telescoping
steering wheel made of teak and of course a 4 speed hooked up to a
posi-3:55 rear end. It even had the original tire pressure sticker in the
glove box. The car had taken best in show numerous times and placed at
every show I'd entered it in. It was a blast to drive.

"You should probably stand outside the garage Tor," I told him. When I
fired the car up Tor immediately covered his ears; the car was somewhat
loud on start up. I backed it out slowly then set the e brake and got out,
needing to let the fluids and the motor to warm up before I drove it. I
walked around it, Tor walking with me, asking a few questions. The boy
didn't have much of an appreciation for cars in general, his family never
owned one, but he did seem to appreciate the Stingray although he did say
that it looked kind of like a big black ant. I agreed with him.

When the water temperature was up we got in, belted up, and headed
out. Once past the gates of the community I opened the car up, squawking
the tires and causing Tor to giggle with glee. Needless to say we got
plenty of stares, lots of honks and waves which Tor didn't understand at
all. I tried to explain the mystique of cars in general and Vette in
particular but the boy didn't seem to grasp it.

The trip to the ice cream joint was uneventful as was the sundae although
watching Tor eat his was fun for me. I enjoyed doing those things for the
kid, exploring new things or exposing him to things he hadn't experienced,
things most American born kids took for granted.

On the way back, and as I made a left turn at an intersection Tor burst
out, "Clay, there's some more cars like yours."

"Where," I responded, craning my neck around but not seeing what he had
seen.

"Back there, on the other side of where we turned." I took the next 2 lefts
and sure enough at the other end of the block there was a parking lot
filled with about 2 dozen or more Vette's and people milling around. I
pulled into driveway, the car's loud rumble attracting the attention of
those who were close by. I got a few finger points as well as some waves
from a few of the guys I knew from a Corvette club that I'd belonged too. I
shut it down and we got out and of course people started milling around the
car. No matter what group of Corvettes my car was in, it always attracted
attention. I told Tor that I needed to speak with a guy but to go look
around if he wanted to.

A rail thin guy about my age with flaming red hair approached and we shook
hands then chatted briefly about a rally that was planned for July, an
annual thing that was sponsored by the state capital chapter of the
club. After a few minutes I found Tor and we wandered through the crowd and
looked at all manner and years of the American classic car. When we were
done Tor observed that he thought mine was the nicest of all of them
although there was a cherry red '62 that he thought was pretty nice too.

On the way home we stopped at a red light along side a newer SL500 with a
kid behind the wheel. It almost never fails that some hotshot wants to race
me, often one of the newer model brands and often a young driver. Some
people are more than willing to test their vehicles, often beating the shit
out of them but I'm not one of those guys. More often than not I let them
think that I'm willing to race and at the green they tear off down the
street while I move along at a normal pace.

So here's this kid in a "fuck me" red Mercedes revving it up while looking
at me and nodding up the street. I Tached the Vette up to 4 grand real
quick then concentrated on the street in front of me. The light turned
green and the SL took off, burning rubber as he went. I turned right and
continued to head home.

"What was that guy doing Clay?" Tor asked. I explained that he wanted to
race me. Tor thought about that for a couple seconds then said, "That's
pretty stupid." Out of the mouths of babes.

Back at the house, the Corvette back under its cover, it was pushing 9
o'clock. I was a little sleepy but not overly so and asked Tor how he was
feeling.

"I'm kinda tired Clay, it seems like we've been busy quite a bit." I nodded
my head.

"Would you like to take a shower and go to bed or maybe sit in the hot tub
a little while then shower and bed." We had been in the hot tub a couple of
times and the boy seemed to enjoy it. Before he could answer however I
provided a 3rd option. I had a Jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom which Tor
hadn't been in. Hell I rarely used it myself.

"That sounds like it might be okay Clay," he said in response to the tub
idea. I set the alarms on the house, shut all the lights off and we headed
upstairs where I got the water going while we stripped out clothes off. I
loved watching Tor in most activities but getting in or out of clothing was
a favorite. He was always very careful with his clothes, treating
everything as though it were a high quality garment. It reminded me of how
most of us tend to take things for granted. When he was finished, and I was
already starkers, he saw me looking at him and asked "what?"

"Nothing at all sweet boy; I just love watching you." Tor blushed and shook
his head and said that was sort of silly but still I could tell he was
pleased.

"I like looking at you too Clay," he said and walked over and hugged me
tightly and when he stepped back I lowered my head for the obligatory
kiss. The tub finally filled and I got in and leaned against the back, Tor
following me. I hit the switch and Tor almost jumped because he was
startled.

"What is that Clay," he asked as he settled back in, facing me. I explained
the system, how and why it worked. The expression on his face changed to
one of concentration as he moved ever so slightly in one direction or
another to get the pressure where he wanted it. "It does feel good Clay,"
he said with a sigh. I agreed with him. After a moment he moved, turned
around then backed into me and relaxed against my chest. I automatically
put my arms around him and gently held the compact boy.

"I like this the best Clay, you holding me."

"I happen to love it Tor. Holding you is about the best thing in the
world." I said it softly, reveling in the feelings that were running
through my body. They weren't sexual either but more about loving him for
him. I'd guess it might be closely related to parental feelings.

"Better than when we're sexy Clay?" he asked and I heard a bit of teasing
in his voice.  I teased him back by saying almost and he wanted to know
why. So, I told him.

"Well it's because you're sweet, kind, honest, trustworthy and lots of
other things. You're also cute as the dickens," and I kissed him on his
ear. He pushed his head to the side because it tickled then rested his head
back against my body.

"But you've had sex with other boys haven't you Clay?" It was said in more
of a statement than a real question. I agreed that I had. He wanted to know
if I'd had sex with women or other men. I wondered where this was leading
because it was really the first time he'd asked personal questions,
particularly of that nature. I was honest with him, told him that I had and
he asked which I liked best and I told him, boys were my favorite. To his
credit he didn't ask why although that would come later.

"I'm glad you like boys better Clay. If you didn't then maybe we wouldn't
even know each other," and with that statement he hugged my arms closer to
him and pressed his body against mine a little tighter. I closed my eyes
and just let the feelings pour through me. I've said before that there's
nothing quite like holding a naked wet boy and holding Tor was beyond even
that.

As we talked Tor kept putting his foot out into one of the Jacuzzi jets,
often pulling it away because it tickled, then putting it back. One of his
hands did the same thing when it wasn't hugging my arm. "I wonder what it
would feel like if I put my penis in front of it," the boy said. I felt
that was a pretty big leap for Tor considering that his first actual sexual
exploration had only happened 24 hours before.

"Well Tor that's a question that probably every male who has ever been near
a Jacuzzi jet has asked. Only way to find out is to try it." He turned his
head around and gave me a skeptical look so I told him to go ahead. Tor
moved away from me and got to his knees in front of one of the jets. The
expression on his smooth pale face said it all.

"Oh my gosh Clay," he exclaimed. His eyes close for a moment and I swear
his hips moved forward a little. It was hot as hell watching Tor get hotted
up like that and while I couldn't actually see what was happening I knew
darn well that he was getting boned up. The image of that caused me to
start firming as well. He finally turned to face me.

"Look what happened Clay." I told him I understood and in that instance an
idea crossed my brain.

"Do you want to try something else Tor that will feel just as good and
maybe even better?" He asked what. "Bend forward and back your butt up the
jet behind you." Another skeptical look. The boy grasped at his cock and
his balls and squeezed a little then bent forward as he backed closer to
the end of the tub. He reached behind himself to pull a butt cheek open but
I knew that it wasn't going to quite work. He would need bent farther
forward and be on his hands and knees. I didn't have to tell him that
though, he seemed to figure it out. A second later he was in the position
and as he backed in toward the jet the expression on his face change from
concentration on a task to one of surprise and pleasure.

Tors' eyes all but crossed as the pressure of the bubbling water massaged
his puckered little hole. "Oh my gosh," he said again, "It tickles and I
want to stop but it feels too good. It's on my balls too." I swear his eyes
all but rolled to the back of his head. I wished that it was my tongue that
was creating those feelings for the boy. His head dropped down but stopped,
his eyes on my cock which looked like it was straining to get free of the
water. Tor adjusted his body slightly, probably trying for a better or
different angle.

"Your penis is hard Clay, how come?" I told him it was because I knew how
good his body was feeling right then and it made me feel good. "Clay." His
voice had a question behind it so I asked "what".

"I almost feel like I want to put it in my mouth." I was surprised as all
hell at that one. I figured the kid was feeling pretty hot and horny but I
wasn't prepared for that.

"Is it wrong Clay for me to feel like that?" His eyes, now about half open,
looked at me then back down at my cock while he balanced on one hand and
put the other between his legs.

"No Tor, not at all. It's pretty normal." He gave that some thought then
asked if that was something I wanted to do to him too. "Actually it is
Tor. In fact I would love to do that with you." He let go of his dick then
moved away from the jet of water which brought him toward me, and moved to
his knees. His hard cock was jutting out from his body, standing as proud
and firm as any young boys' cock ever had. I reached out and cupped his
smooth nuts, gave them a couple of good squeezes, then took hold of his
raging boner. Tor sighed and closed his eyes. Goddamn that boy was cute.  I
really wanted for him to stand and lean toward me so that I could blow him
right there in the tub but it wouldn't have been very comfortable and there
was always at least a small risk of slipping.

"Would you like to get out and go play?" He nodded his head so as I stood
up so did Tor. The boy reached out and grasped onto my dick and did to me
what I'd done to him, stroked it a few times. When he let go I motioned to
step out onto the mat then shut the pump off and pulled the plug. We dried
off quickly then went to my bed. We had no sooner pulled the blankets and
lay down than Tor took hold of my cock again and stroked it a few times. He
leaned down and put his lips against the swollen head and I felt myself
hold my breath in anticipation of having the cute young thing suck me. Just
the sight of his face and lips so close caused my heart to flutter.

"How do I do this Clay," he asked looking toward my face. I showed him by
covering my teeth with my lips, which he did, then turned and simply put
his mouth over my cock head and closed it, not that there was much room
left to actually close down.  Warmth radiated out from the contact point
and I felt myself exhale. I'd thought about this almost from the first time
I saw Tor. After our first sexual exploration the night before I had
expected it to be awhile before anything other than stroking took place. I
was a little surprised at this evenings play but wasn't about to look a
gift boy in the mouth, as it were.

The action that Tor was giving me wasn't much in terms of quantity or
quality. He mostly stayed in one place and treated it like a tootsie roll
pop, he just sucked it. But, it was Tor doing it; beautiful, sweet Tor and
the feelings my body was going through were pretty intense. He finally
stopped though and crawled up alongside of me. He planted a kiss on me then
said,

"I liked that Clay, it felt sort of good having your penis in my mouth. Did
you like it; did I do a good job of sucking on you?" Tor was so eager to
please and I told him that it had felt great.

"A big part of being sexy with someone is how much you like them or love
them. That makes the sex part even better." His face took on a very serious
expression.

"Do you love me Clay?" I felt a lump grow in my throat and nodded my head.

"I love you very much Tor," I said softly. A single tear formed in the
corner of one eye. Tor moved into my arms and kissed me, pressing his lips
against mine as he hugged me tighter than he ever had before.

"I love you too Clay," whispered in my ear. "I love you very, very much." I
thought my heart was going to burst and all I could do was hold him and
revel in the feel of his naked warm flesh against mine. He finally relaxed
his hold and I allowed one hand to play down his back and onto the globes
of his butt. I rubbed down onto the back of his thigh before moving back
upward and onto the globes again. Tor had a delicious butt so rubbing on it
was intensely satisfying.

He rolled away from and lay on his back, his cock standing proud and firm
above his flat belly. Since my hand had been on his butt it then rested on
top of his thigh just below his balls. I turned my hand over and as it
moved Tor spread his legs so his smooth, hairless sac was at full hang. God
he was beautiful. I came up under then cupped his nuts in my hand and
ruffled them gently with my fingers causing the boy go inhale sharply.

I simply gazed at all that made him boy, taking in the blue veined shaft,
the reddened tip that was peeking out from under an equally reddened
foreskin. I could the short hairs growing at the base of his cock, the
strands having grown longer and darker and more prolific than when I'd
first seen them a few months before. Tor was maturing nicely. I filled my
eyes and then it was time to fill my mouth. I'd wanted to suckle the young
boy since day one as well, and now I was going to. I moved my hand up and
took hold of his raging, almost 13 year old cock and pulled it upright as I
lowered my head to it.

I'd retracted his foreskin and when I closed my mouth down over his nail
hard cock Tor jerked as if shocked. He filled my mouth almost perfectly;
large enough to be filling but small enough for me to take his entire cock
in my mouth. I lowered my head until my nose touched his pubic bone then
massaged the head with my throat muscles for just a second before coming
back up. There wasn't enough room for my hand and my mouth so after a few
strokes while I sucked him I hooked my thumb around the base of his cock
and let my fingers work on his balls.

"Ooohhh," I heard him moan as new, intense feelings rippled though his
compact little body for the first time. I felt his hand on the back of my
head which only spurred me onward. I fully untended for the boy to cum in
my mouth, wanted him to experience those feelings along with everything
else I was doing to him, for him. It didn't take very long. I'd just
finished exploring his swollen cock head with my tongue and was pushing my
face back down into his lap when he groaned and pushed his hips upward. I
felt the warmth of his sperm at the back of my throat and pulled my head
back, my lips gripping his flesh as if to help milk more warm cum from
it. There was a second droplet and fortunately it oozed out onto the tip of
my tongue allowing me taste his boy honey.

I continued to move my head up and down on his cock but of course the head
became too sensitive and Tor giggled then pushed at my head. So,
reluctantly, I took my head away from him then simply lay there, propped up
on an elbow looking down at him as he recovered. Still panting, he turned
his head to look at me and smiled; a look of satisfaction on his face. He
reached a hand over and rubbed my chest then my face before rolling to
face.

"That felt wonderful Clay, better than the first one." He leaned his head
closer and kissed me on the lips, a tender, post sperming kind of kiss.

"I'm glad it felt so good for you Tor and for the record I thought it
tasted better than the first one." He laughed and told me I was silly.

"Are you going to make the sperm too Clay," he asked, reached between us to
grasp onto my rigid flesh and squeeze it. I nodded my head as I wrapped my
fingers around his hand and began jacking off using Tor's hand. He smiled
again and looked down at what was happening and when I let go he continued
to stroke me. I put my hand on his hip then rubbed down onto his butt,
again reveling in the feel of fat and muscle, my fingers resting against
his crack as I manipulated his flesh.

Tor didn't say anything for the longest time but simply jacked my cock. As
hot as I felt, as hot as it was having the adorable boy naked in my bed and
working on me like that I knew that it was going to take awhile. But Tor
came to the rescue, sorta kinda. "I think I'd like to try sucking it again
Clay, if you don't mind." I told him that I would never ever mind if he
wanted to do that to me.

This time the boy turned around and lay perpendicular to my body, draped
across my belly facing away from me. This of course presented his back to
me and also his slender little butt and to top it off he placed the foot of
his top leg flat on the bed which allowed me a much better access to all
that made him a boy; and his delightful butt. So it was that I couldn't
actually see Tor put my cock in his mouth but I sure felt it. This time he
held onto my dick and actually moved his head up and down, sliding those
sweet lips back and forth over the ridge of the head and taking more of me
inside his mouth.

I reached over and rubbed his butt again then moved between his legs and
found his nut sac and fondled the sensitive orbs. The position also allowed
me to move my fingers across his perineum, massaging the flesh and inching
just a little closer to his boy hole. In fact I could almost see his
puckered delicacy hidden between the cheeks of his butt. Deciding to take a
chance, I rubbed against the underside of his balls, back along the raised
seam of flesh allowing one finger to remain in the split and graze across
the wrinkled muscle. I wasn't sure but what Tor reacted to that, his body
giving a barely perceptible jerk.

"Tor, stop for a second," I said, placing my hand on his hip for
emphasis. As turned to face me he asked,

"What Clay, did I do something wrong?"

"Not at all sweet boy. I just thought you might want to try something
different. Turn around and face toward me, that way we can suck each other
at the same time." He did as I asked and we came together and he wasted no
time at all in grabbing onto my dick and putting it back in his mouth. I
was just a little surprised at the turn of events. Tor seemed to be really
getting off on the sex thing but I didn't ponder it for more than a second
and simply put my face in his crotch and got his rigid cock into my
mouth. I draped my arm over his hip so my hand could play with his butt as
well as encourage the boy to move at the waist, to fuck his tender young
cock into my mouth.

At the other end, Tor seemed to pick up the movement on my cock. I could
feel his head moved from side to side a little bit as if the feelings that
were ripping through his body were orchestrating his movements. He even
took his head away and began licking at my cock head, treating it like a
lollipop. I felt myself making yummy sounds deep in my throat as we both
fell further into the abyss of lust. Once again, Tor's mouth got sore and
he had to stop sucking but continued to jack me off.

I stopped sucking him for a moment and moved between his legs, moving his
top leg in order to do so. Tor got the idea and helped out and soon the leg
was resting across my chest and I was staring at one beautiful sight; the
opened crack of an almost teenaged boy, the underside of his smooth sac
whose eggs rested on my chest in a puddle of hairless skin and of course
the piece d' resistance- his hairless wrinkled hole. Because of the
position his butt cheeks weren't opened wide so his core was almost hidden
which only made it that much more erotic to me. Since both arms were also
between his legs I reached up and rubbed on his cheeks then spread them.

At the other end Tor had resumed sucking my cock and seemed to be trying to
do a credible job. I couldn't quite reach the treasure that was waiting for
me so put my hands on Tor's thighs and pulled backwards gently. The boy
moved, using his right knee for leverage, which raised his waist up off my
chest and brought his crotch to me. His balls hung in the air just above my
body and then were right there in my face, his butt hole just above them
all but winking at me. I felt my heart thump heavily then raised my head
and licked at his nuts, moving the sac with my tongue. I heard Tor inhale
sharply and stop sucking my dick for just a moment as his brain reacted to
the new and highly intense feelings. I licked upward, pressing my tongue
into his perineum, exploring the little seam of flesh. I followed it to its
end and a moment later pressed my tongue against the puckered muscle of the
boys' core.

It had been some years since I'd rimmed a young boy, something that I loved
almost as much as actually fucking him. Tor's asshole was as good if not
better than the best meal I'd ever eaten and I began to lick, slurp and
munch my way to oblivion in its folds. Tor moaned loudly, pushed his waist
backwards as if to help me get my tongue inside the tightly little virgin
hole. He continued to jack me off although I have to say it lacked the
intensity that it had for the boy was having a hell of a time
concentrating, of that I was sure.

Being there like that, my face buried in Tor's ass, my tongue pressing and
exploring every nook and cranny that the playground had to offer, and the
length of time it had been since my last rim job, all conspired to get me
to the peak in record time. I felt the familiar tingling and before I knew
it my cock was spewing forth sperm. I felt Tor jerk slightly but kept up my
work, trying to crawl inside the young boys' body from there. I reached
underneath him and grasped his cock and began stroking it, sliding his
foreskin back and forth over his swollen sensitive cock head. I really
wanted Tor to cum while I rimmed him, wanted him to experience the
exquisite feelings of both things together.

It must have worked because as my cock slowed down he squealed and pressed
his body against my hand. I loosened my grip as he tried to undulate his
hips, an effort to fuck, and as he fucked my hand Tor was rubbing my cock
against his cheek. A second later he groaned, pressed his cock into my hand
even harder and I felt his asshole twitch against my lips as the boy came
for the third time in less than 3 hours. He ground against me for maybe 20
seconds then relaxed and didn't move. I took my face out of his ass and let
my head relax against the bed and simply stared at where I'd just been,
admiring the view.

Tor finally began to move and I moved along with him and as he did I saw my
sperm on his shoulder blade and upper back, the cooling goo beginning to
run toward his rib cage. As he rolled off of me and turned his head I saw
glob of cum high on his cheek bone and more of it smeared below that and on
his chin as well as his lips. I then understood the little jerking motion
that I'd felt a few minutes before, the jerk in response to being shot in
the face by warm cum.

Tor's eyes were still half closed in lust, his face bearing a small
satisfied grin. Seeing him like, with my sex juices on his smooth young
face created mixed feeling for me. It was hot but I also felt a little
guilty because he was such a sweet and caring boy; it almost felt like I'd
taken advantage of him and I never ever wanted to do that to the boy. He
dispelled any negative feelings in an instant.

"Gosh Clay that made me feel good when your sperm stuff went on my face,
like I wanted more and more," he said. I looked at my hand, saw the slight
evidence of Tor's sperming then smiled at him.

"I'm glad Tor; me too." We got off the bed and headed for the shower during
which Tor asked why I'd licked his butt hole like that. I asked him if it
felt good and did he like and he nodded his pretty little vigorously and
said it had felt great. I explained that the area was very sensitive and
playing there usually felt very good to both people. He asked if that meant
that I liked doing it. I smile and said, "very much." He said he wasn't
sure if he wanted to do it to me and I told him that was understandable but
there were other thing people could do down there. Needless to say he
wanted to know what and needless to say I explained it thoroughly. Tor
listened attentively even though he'd started yawning. As we finished
drying off I asked if it was time for bed and he nodded his head then said,

"Can I sleep with you in your bed Clay?" I nodded my head. I could
understand any number of reasons for his request and figured what the hell,
I'd figure out a way to explain it to Mrs. Higgins. I was getting tired
myself so to bed we went. Tor snuggled right up to me, kissed my on the
lips with something that was more than just a goodnight kiss but less than
an invitation to get it on.

"Thank you Clay for being with me." He laid his head on my shoulder and I
felt my heart swell.

"Thank you Tor," I responded, emphasizing the you.

The next morning we showered and headed out for breakfast during which I
asked Tor if there was anything special that he wanted to do for his
birthday. He said that being with me was the best thing he could ask for
which made me feel good of course. I wanted to do something more special
for the boy and asked him if he'd ever wanted to go to Disneyland or Disney
world. He said that he didn't know what those places were but in any case
he was happy just to be doing things with me. I pondered that and the more
I pondered it the more I felt that I wanted to make it more special than
Tor expected. After breakfast and he was in the bathroom I called my travel
agent and told her what I wanted, including the fact that I was taking my
13 year old nephew with me. She checked quickly then told me what was
available. I chose one and told her to book the flight and the room as Tor
came toward me from the bathroom. She asked if I wanted pick up as usual
and I said yes.

We headed back to the house and at the guard shack told Tom that I'd need a
cart pick-up in 30 minutes. He knew what I was talking about. At the house
I told Tor that we needed to pack because we were going to take a little
trip and of course he asked where.

"It's a surprise sweet boy," I said then kissed him on the forehead. We
tossed 3 days worth of clothing into a medium sized Louis Vitton roller; I
left a quick note for Mrs. Higgins and we were at the foot of my driveway
just as an electric golf cart pulled up. Five minutes later we were at the
Heli-pad. Most of my community members traveled quite a bit for business as
well as pleasure so utilized an air taxi service so avoided the traffic
hassles and the 40 minute drive to and from the airport. Needless to say
Tor had a shit eating grin on his face as the chopper swooped in and
landed. An hour later we were buckled into seats in the first class cabin
and rolling out for take off.

Tor didn't remember much about his flight to America so this trip was
mostly an all new experience for the boy. Of course I have him the window
seat which excited him to no end. Our cabin attendants fell in love with
Tor from the very beginning and waited on him hand and foot which
embarrassed him a little bit and only endeared him to me that much more.
Two and a half hours later we were back on the ground and in a limo headed
to the Disney World resort.