Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2001 10:23:05 -0500
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Julio 12

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Chapter 12. The boys give Steven a very special birthday gift.


Julio

I asked my two birthday boys if they had a good time. They said this was
the best birthday either of them ever had and they would never forget this
day for a very long time. We sat and watched TV for the rest of the night
and the boys had to have another piece of cake with some ice cream. At
10:30, they kissed me good night and headed to Jay's room to get some
sleep. I went in to kiss them good night when I saw Ronnie and Jay help
Steven out of his underwear and they laid him gently onto the bed. I kissed
each boy and turned the light of as I closed the door behind me.
	Ronnie turned a small nightlight on so there would be a little
light in the room. Jay had Steven's head in his lap and was looking down at
his younger brother. Steven had a smile on his face as Jay's hand started
gently rubbing his chest. Steven started to purr like a kitten and then
sucked wind when Jay touched his nipple. Ronnie started south and headed
north.  Jay had the high road and Ronnie the low road and who would find
the prize first?
	Ronnie kissed and licked each toe and then did the bottom of the
birthday boy's foot. Steven kicked his foot when Ronnie tickled him and
almost got him in the nose. He began to move northward with the next stop
being at Steven's thighs. Meanwhile, Jay was giving Steven's nipples a good
washing with his tongue. The little guy's eyes were closed tight and his
brain was about to go into sensory overload with everything he was
feeling. Ronnie decided to be the first to taste the prize. As his tongue
lightly touched the tip of Steven's tool, he gasped and looked to see what
happened. When he saw what just transpired, he quickly put his head back
into Jay's lap and let his brother do what ever he wanted.
	Ronnie took his entire tool into his mouth and gently started
sucking. As this was going on, Jay began to work his way towards the
coveted prize. As he got closer, Ronnie moved his head so he could let his
brother have a turn.
	As they each began to increase Steven's pleasure to absolute
ecstasy, Ronnie had Jay take the little one to the moon. Steven's butt was
bouncing off the bed so much, Ronnie had to gently hold his hips so he
wouldn't fall off the bed. He was moaning and shaking saying "Oh,
Jay. What's happening to me? I feel like I gotta pee. Ooooooo Jay,
oooohhh." His hips lifted off the bed one last time and then the little boy
went still. His eyes were closed and he had a smile that enveloped his
entire face.
	While he was basking in the glow of his orgasm, the two older boys
held their brother as if he had just been born. Steven opened his eyes and
asked, "What happened?"
	Jay answered, "You had a dry one, a dry orgasm I mean. That real
funny feeling you had just before you saw lights was an orgasm."
	"When will I shoot like you guys do?" Steven asked.
	"Not for a few years," Ronnie said.
	"Why? Why do I haveta wait...."
	Ronnie broke in and said "Hey, bro. It's not just you. When you get
to be around 11 or so, then you should be able to shoot. Right now your
body isn't ready to start yet. That's all. OK?"
	Jay was nodding his head in agreement as Ronnie was talking and
Steven said "Well OK, if I have to."
	Each boy kissed their brother good night and closed their eyes for
some much needed sleep.
	For some strange reason, I had trouble sleeping. Here it was, 5:00
in the morning and I was wide-awake. My mind kept returning to Dr. Davis
and how my mind reacted to this person. I got up and made myself some
coffee, went to the can and sat in my recliner to think.
	Never in my thirty plus years of life had I ever found someone so
irresistible. I had hoped that this would happen when I saw a woman, not a
man. But, as much as I couldn't dismiss this, he was handsome, smart,
worldly and above all else, funny. This guy had a sense of humor that the
few people from the UK I knew, were greatly lacking. He could take the most
mundane statement I made and turn it into a funny joke or phrase.
	This guy brought the one thing back into my life that was
missing. Don't get me wrong, the boys made me laugh; but Bill made me
LAUGH. He had me laughing so hard my sides hurt and my face was wet with
tears. Thank God he was going to Brazil so I could concentrate about my
boys instead of him.
	The next thing I knew, it was 7:30, the sun was beginning to come
through the window and Luiz was at my side. The last time I was awake this
early was when my father died and Luiz had the magic cure. He handed me a
cup of Irish coffee (Coffee with Bailey's Irish Cream) and fixed me my all
time favorite breakfast, his own special French toast with hash brown
potatoes and sausage.
	As the aroma of Luiz's cooking filled the house, the house began to
fill with people. His cooking awoke the boys and they came prepared for a
feast. Each boy greeted me with a kiss and to two infamous words, "I'm
hungry." Normally Luiz would have fixed the boys plates first but today, I
was at the head of the list. He was surprised when they all said to go
ahead and fix my plate first.
	After breakfast I decided to call Colonial Williamsburg and make a
reservation to spend a week in the historical district with the boys. Luiz
and I talked about this before we came here and he thought this would be a
good chance for just the four of us to have a true vacation. I make
reservations for us to stay in a colonial style home they rent. The house
was called The Chiswell Kitchen. It was the kitchen that was off the main
house which was the way houses were made in those times. It had two full
size beds, a full bath, electricity and color television. Breakfast and
dinner would be eaten in the Regency Dining Room in the Williamsburg
Inn. We would eat lunch in one of the many taverns in the historical
district. I would get Liberty Passes for all of us so we could visit all
the attractions without having to pay an extra surcharge, although that
would have not been a problem. The last thing to do was to make dining
reservations. Breakfast would be at 8 AM and dinner would be at 7 PM. We
would all have to be in jacket and ties since that was the dress code for
dinner after 6:30 PM.
	Everything was finalized and we would leave on Sunday and return
home the following week. The next piece of business was to start making
arrangements for the AIDS clinic. I contacted my lawyer here in the US and
he talked with my lawyer in Recife. Between the two of them, they had a
plan and my Brazilian lawyer drew up the proposal and faxed it to my lawyer
here in the states.
	My lawyer in Brazil also put the estate on the market and said it
should not take to long to sell considering the location and my asking
price. He found a smaller home at a very reasonable price that I could buy
in order to keep my dual citizenship status. He will rent the place to
Dr. Davis when he arrives. If he decides to stay, I could always sell him
the house.
	I signed the papers my lawyer faxed to me and filled out the
paperwork for the bank to release 25 million dollars to purchase AIDS
medicine in the United States and have it sent to the children's
hospital. The foundation my father started is doing a fine job helping the
children but more kids must learn about what is offered and that they will
not be considered outcasts if they come to the clinic. Dr. Davis will see
to it that children with special needs will be taken care of and that if
they don't have parents, Judge Romero will see to it that they will get the
care they need in America. Dr. Combs and myself will do the surgery
ourselves and the foundation will pay the hospital bill.
	Paul and I feel that each operation should cost about $10,000
including the anesthesia. Once the child has recovered enough, they will
stay at my house and then fly back to Brazil. Any after care needed,
Dr. Davis will see the child get what they need.
	I had my lawyer in Brazil locate each boy's school records and send
them to me so the could be registered for school.
	By the time I got everything finished, it was lunchtime and Ronnie
fixed a great summer feast. We had some left over chicken and he made a
fantastic salad along with homemade bread, the sandwiches were beyond
explanation. This boy will make a fine chef. I wonder if I could get him in
to meet the head chef at the Williamsburg Inn? That would make his day.
	Ronnie asked, "Dad, it is almost the end of summer. When are we
going to be going home?"
	"Well," I said. "I'm was thinking about that. Would you like to go
to school here in America?"
	"What about Jay and Steven?" Ronnie said. "He is not American."
	"Hold on, pal. Julio is now an American citizen. I am an American
citizen and I have legally adopted him. Steven, I found out was in the
country illegally just like you." I replied.
	"That right, Dad. I almost forgot about that." Ronnie said looking
at his brothers when he apologized.
	"I have one more surprise for you boys." I announced "On Sunday,
the three of you and I are going to Williamsburg."
	"We get to go back in time?" Jay said almost jumping out of his
chair to hug me.
	"Well, almost." I said.
	"Can we get one of those funny hats?" Steven asked.
	"Yes, my son. You can get a tri-cornered hat if you want." I
assured him.
	As we were talking about going to Williamsburg, Steven asked "What
about Uncle Luiz, what will he do when we are away?"
	"Don't worry about Luiz." I answered, "He said he will be just
fine. He told us to have a good time and he will have his own vacation
while we are gone."
	The boys went and talked to Luiz and after being assured he would
be alright by himself, they finally dropped the subject and went swimming
for the rest of the afternoon. About 3, Ronnie came inside and changed his
clothes to help Luiz start fixing dinner. I thought to myself that if he
continued wanting to cook when he finished high school, there was a Johnson
and Wales cooking school here in town and he would be a natural there.
	Around 4:30, the other two came in from their swimming and went to
change before dinner. Luiz informed us that tonight's dinner was completely
done by Ronnie. He didn't disappoint us either. Ronnie made a prime rib so
tender you barely needed a knife. There were mashed potatoes, gravy, corn,
fresh bread, milk and coffee.
	After dinner, we all watched TV and when it was bed time Steven had
to sleep in his room because of the boys punishment. I did reduce their
sentence to just one week so that would not be on punishment in
Williamsburg.
	The rest of the week went smoothly and soon it was Sunday
morning. We went to 9 AM mass so Jay could receive his first
communion. When Father had finished consecrating the bread and wine, he
asked for Julio to come forward along with his parents. He stood in front
of the priest and then Father presented him with a host saying "Julio,
receive The Body of Christ."
	Julio raised his hands to receive "Amen." Then Father placed the
host in his hands and Julio consumed it. Father turned to me and said the
same words giving me a host.
	Then Father took the chalice filled with wine and offered it to me
saying "Miguel, receive The Blood of Christ."
	After saying "Amen," he handed me the cup for me drink. Went I took
a sip from the cup, I wiped it clean with a purification cloth, turned and
presented the cup to Julio.
	I said, "Julio, receive the Blood of Christ."
	He replied "Amen," took the chalice and then sipped a little. He
made a face as he swallowed the wine. Julio returned to his seat and then
Father called Ronnie to the altar so he could receive his first communion
and then he called Steven. Both boy's were surprised but Father had told me
earlier that they were ready to receive their first communion. When this
was done I, being a Eucharistic minister, assisted in serving communion to
the rest of the people.
	After mass, I gave Ronnie and Steven each a gold crucifix with the
date engraved on the back. The boys went up to Father and asked him to
bless their crucifixes. Father took each of the crosses and said a prayer
over them and then sprinkled them with holy water. When he handed the cross
back to each boy, they placed them around their necks and thanked father
for making this day so special for them. Father said his thanks weren't
necessary but gladly accepted them, nonetheless.
	We headed home to change as it was just about time to head to
Williamsburg. The boys got packed and did a good job. I was packed and
ready to go as the boys came out with their suitcases. We loaded up the
Navigator and were off.
	We arrived just before 3 and the hotel manager said our cottage was
ready and we could go and unpack and get settled. After unpacking, we
walked back to the Inn and the manager gave us our cards so we could go to
the visitors center and get our Liberty Passes.
	We caught the bus to the visitor's center and the boys wanted to
stop at the gift shop. Each boy got a tri-cornered hat. Steven found one
with gold braid around it and he said that since I was the leader, I should
have the gold piping. All of a sudden, I felt like George Washington.  We
went into the visitor's center and we had to get our pictures taken for our
passes. Each boy wanted their picture with their hat but I chose to
pass. Once we had our passes we headed back to our cottage to get cleaned
up for dinner. Ronnie and Jay took their shower and I went against every
rule I ever made and showered with Steven. I did this for two
reasons. First, the tub/shower was only big enough for two and second, we
didn't have all night. Steven could take his own sweet time in the shower
and this way I could keep him moving.
	Ronnie and Jay started putting their suits on while Steven and I
took our shower. I got done quickly and then went about removing the day's
growth of beard. When I was finished shaving, Steven stepped out of the
shower sporting a boner. I told him that would not be allowed in the
restaurant so after a quick pee, it went away. As I stepped into the main
room, Ronnie and Jay had just finished tying their ties. When they put
their jackets on I was amazed at just how handsome the two lads were. Jay
with his brownish blond hair and midnight eyes made him enticing to anyone
and Ronnie with his blond hair and blue eyes made him a sight to behold. I
quickly got into my clothes and helped Steven into his suit. I got him a
clip-on tie but he was just as handsome as the other two. In some ways, he
was better looking because here was a little boy dressed to the max looking
like he was a young adult. Ronnie and Jay even commented on how handsome he
looked.
	At 6:30, we walked over to the dining room. The headwaiter took us
to our table and one old lady sitting near us made a comment as to "Why
does a five star restaurant have to allow kids?" Steven heard the sarcastic
comment and started to cry, Jay was ready for war but Ronnie handled it the
best.
	He went over to the old bag and said "Mam, I'm sorry you hate
children but I have more manners in my little finger than you do in your
entire body. Proper manners would dictate that one keeps their comments to
themselves, less they make a total fool of one self."
	She called the restaurant manager over to complain but he politely
told her that like her, we were paying guests and if she didn't like it,
she could pay her bill and leave. He also mentioned that I was an
influential benefactor to the Colonial Williamsburg foundation and that
seemed to make her shove her nose higher in the air. Needless to say, she
was moved to another table in a very remote section of the dining room. The
boys acted like complete gentlemen the entire evening. As the lady was
leaving, she overheard the wine steward commenting on how well behaved my
boys were. She was informed that she would not be welcome unless she
treated all guests with respect and that she was not the only person in the
restaurant. Every guest dining were made aware of their policies that even
meant her.
	After a rocky start, things smoothed out and we all had a very nice
dinner. I had my usual after dinner drink while the boys had desert. By
8:30, we were full and decided to take a walk to digest our food. The
weather was just right for strolling around the historic area. We returned
to our cottage and removed our suits for a little less formal wear. The
boys were tired and quickly fell asleep. Ronnie and Jay were together and
Steven was with me. I watched the 11 PM news and called it a day myself.
	The boys woke first, well Steven anyway. His bare feet on the cool
wood floor when he ran to the bathroom sounded like he had flippers on his
feet. He could be a little clumsy and this time he let the toilet seat
crash down just before flushing the toilet. That had the three of us
sitting upright in a hurry. I saw Steven peek his eyes around the door as
he opened it to see if he had woken anyone. When I saw him, I motioned him
to come over to the bed. When he climbed in, his eyes looked like a sad
puppy's instead of a child. I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to me and
then proceeded to tickle him until he was begging me to stop. Of course,
the other two got in on the act I was soon out numbered, and being tickled
so hard, I almost wet myself. When I was finally able to set myself free
from the three tickle monsters, I went and relieved myself in the bathroom
and shaved. The boys were getting dressed and we were soon off to
breakfast.
	After we ate, we bumped into the lady that gave the boys such a
hard time the night earlier. She walked up to the boys and profusely
apologized saying that they were three of the most well behaved young men
she had ever met and asked them to forgive her for her outlandish
comments. The boys each accepted her apology and nothing more was ever said
about the incident.
	We took the bus into the historic district and just walked around
until we came upon something that interested the boys. Ronnie said he could
hear something coming down the street. We watched and waited and the
Colonial Fife and Drum Corps came marching down the street playing music
from the period. Jay's eyes got big when he saw that the members were only
boys. The members range from 11 to 15 years old. We found out the parents
sign their children up as young as 6 months of age to try to get a spot
when they are old enough. This group travels all over playing at such
events as for the President of the United States, Macey's Thanksgiving Day
Parade and numerous other events. Each year, they may only need to replace
one or two boys but they get well over 100 applicants to choose from just
to audition. Competition is high and membership is small in this
group. They must maintain good grades in school or risk being dropped from
the group.
	After Jay learned this, he looked at me and said, "Dad, I like
being where I am right now the best. They are good, but I enjoy being with
you, Luiz and my brothers more."
	I have to admit my chest swelled a little after hearing that. We
walked over to the powder magazine and heard a lecture on the weapons of
the period and even watched as several actors fired the muskets, Ronnie
jumped a little and Steven plugged his ears when they went off. The boys
learned that the muskets were not very accurate at a long distance so when
they had to defend themselves, one had to wait until the person was close
before you fired. If you missed, it could take you up to a full minute to
reload, aim and fire again.
	We wandered about checking out some local shops and we soon started
to get hungry. Jay looked at his watch and said it was almost noon so we
made our way over to one of the taverns for some lunch. The boys spotted
the King's Arms Tavern and since there was not a line outside, we went in
and had some lunch. The waitress came over and took our order and filled
the boys in on the two small pewter bowls. The bowl without the lid was
salt and the one with the lid was sugar. If either one used the wrong bowl,
they would be put into the stocks as punishment. Poor Steven's eyes got so
big his almost cried when she left.
	"Daddy, don't let them put me in the stacks." he said with tears
streaming down his cheeks.
	"Stocks" I said. "They are called stocks and no, my son, I will not
let them put you into the stocks." I thought, he doesn't even know what
they are and he is already scared.
	Jay got a little bold and said "Well, I'd like to see them put me
into those!"
	Just then, Steven needed to use the bathroom and I asked Jay if he
would help his brother. While they were gone, Ronnie and I cooked up a plan
to put Jay into the stocks after lunch. Over on the Duke of Gloucester
Street, there are a set of stocks people can sit in and get their picture
taken. We would put Jay in them, and then turn to walk away to see what he
would do. I reminded that Jay could be a scrapper and he may take this
seriously but I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I told Ronnie that I would
pick him up and carry him over my shoulder to the stocks and he could then
do the rest.
	Just as we finished hatching the plan, that boys and lunch was
served. We all had sandwiches and iced tea and the boys remembered which
bowl to use. We paid our bill and headed out the door and right for the
stocks. I remembered where they were and as soon as spotted them, I had Jay
over my shoulder. He was so shocked I had him down and into them before he
knew what was even happening. He was fine until he saw me turn to walk
away. I should have realized that he would get frightened and he was just
about to really lose it when I came back and got him out. He held onto me
for dear life, then got mad when he clamed down. I let him blow off his
steam then asked him "When would I ever leave you tied up in public and
just walk off?"
	He just pouted and said "never."
	I told him "I did it just because he said no one could."
	Jay replied, "When will you ever learn to keep my big mouth shut?"
	"Now that's a good question." Ronnie chimed in saying.
	Everyone laughed at that and we were soon heading over to
Merchant's Square. We all walked around for a while then we went into a
store called Casey's. On the second floor they had a dry goods area and
Ronnie found some bread flour and wanted to get some for Luiz. They were
phasing out some of the things they were selling because the colonial shops
were being under sold by Casey's and they politely asked them if they would
not sell these items any longer. Casey's sold fine clothes so they really
didn't have a problem with the request. Ronnie was happy because he and
Luiz could bake Colonial style bread in a modern kitchen. As we were
heading out towards the bus stop, I asked the boys what did they want to
see tomorrow and they said they would think about that and let me know.
	By the time we got back to the Williamsburg Inn, it was time for
afternoon tea. I asked the boys if they would like to partake in some tea,
and they all said that sounded like a good idea. We went inside and found
the tearoom and each of us had a couple cups of tea before returning to our
cottage for dinner. Jay asked me quietly if he could have Steven take a
shower with him tonight and I said yes. It had been some time since I had
given Ronnie a shower and I did miss those times.
	I headed for the bathroom first and started the shower and almost
ran Ronnie over when I turned around. He had come in to take a leak and I
never heard him. I set out a clean shirt for tonight and started getting
undressed when Ronnie came out and like-wise started undressing. I went in
and stepped into the shower. I had just stuck my head under the water when
I had my tallest son in there with me. He reached up and hugged me and I
thought I would melt right there. It had been so long since I had paid
attention to Ronnie alone that I really missed it. I pulled him under the
water and got him wet and then reached for the shampoo. I started washing
his hair and I asked him if he minded me giving him a shower. He shook his
head and I led him under the stream of water as I rinsed the soap out of
his hair. I rewashed his hair and then started on his body. I did his
chest, shoulder and back and I had forgotten how soft his skin really
was. He rinsed himself off as I started doing his stomach, legs and feet
next. I knelt down and washed each foot as he held onto my shoulders then I
was very sure to get the soap off completely so he wouldn't fall. The last
thing was his little manhood and butt. I did a quick but complete job since
I was not about to start anything. He gave me that look as if to say "It's
OK, Dad. You can, if you want." Part of me was saying yes while another was
yelling no! Well, no won out and I finished washing and we got out and I
even dried him off. When we were done, he hugged me tight and said "Thanks,
Dad. I really missed that."
	I looked down and my handsome son, smiled and said, "so did I,
son. So did I"
	Steven and Jay went into the shower next and they were in about as
long as Ronnie and I were. I think something went on but I was not going to
ask. While they were in the shower, Ronnie and I got into our clothes and I
helped him tie his tie. I suggested he just loosen his tie until he could
get it over his head and this would make things easier until he learned how
to do the job and this would save a lot of time. Ronnie was fixing his hair
when Jay and Steven opened the door and I thought I just entered a steam
room. They must have had the water on nothing but hot with as so much steam
came out of the bath. They got dressed and I got out Steven's clip-on tie
on him and we grabbed our jackets and went to dinner.
	We met that lady again and she said "Well, good evening, young
men. How are you this fine night?"
	Jay smiles and said, "We are fine, mam. Thank you."
	My boys have made an impression and I am enjoying the way everyone
has taken to them. If anyone were to find out just how they were a couple
of months ago, they would never believe this was possible. These children
never cease to amaze me in what they can do and what I have to tell them. I
must be the luckiest person on the face of the earth to have been blessed
with these three boys.
	The wine steward came over and I had a glass of wine with
dinner. The boys wanted to try quail and I let them. I had eaten it before
and I knew they would like the taste. In fact, they ate everything on their
plate and they even wanted desert. I had walked so much today that even I
wanted desert so after we finished, the boys had tea and I had my usual
Bailey's on the rocks. When we finished, we stepped outside and I got a
whiff of a cigar that I had nod smelled in years. I had forgotten how I had
missed the pleasure of a fine cigar. Next to the restaurant was a smoke
shop and I bought two cigars and the boys made a few jokes about me
smoking.
	I told them they had nothing to worry about and since I do this
very rarely, this was just a phase for me. We strolled around the town for
a while and by nine, the sun was going down for the day. I had finished my
cigar and now each of my hands was occupied. Ronnie and Steven had a hand
and Jay had Steven's other hand. Ronnie looked up and his eyes told me that
I was his bedmate for the night. We returned to our cottage and relaxed for
the night. After a movie and the news, we were all ready for some sleep.
	This time I was the first up. Yeah me, I had a full bladder. It was
while I was in there; I soon had three boys altogether peeing in the toilet
with me. I shaved and we went to breakfast. Since I knew the boys knew
nothing about Williamsburg, I decided what we would do today. I told the
boys we were going to Carter's Grove Plantation. Normally the tour would
only take 45 minutes or so, but we made a day of the place. The boys
learned a lot and they were surprised at what owners had to do in order to
keep their plantation going. The day after Christmas, they celebrate Boxing
Day with the master of the house. Also, if the land owner had a good year
and was able to pay their taxes an not have to sell any of their
slaves. Also, if the master was able to keep all his slaves, he would let
all of them visit family and relatives.
	This was quite a day and the next two were even better, I made
reservations for Busch Gardens on Wednesday and Wild Water Rapids on
Thursday. We had dinner and retired a little earlier than usual because of
the trip. I had Jay with me this time and I think the boys devised this
plan so they could each sleep with Daddy. We got everything together and
headed to Busch Gardens. The boys had an absolute blast. We went on many
rides (almost all of them the way my stomach was feeling), including the
Big Bad World, The Loc Ness Monster and spent alot of time in the various
"countries" there including a new one called Ireland. About 5, we headed
back to our vehicle and headed back to the Inn. We showered, me with Jay
and then the other two. Dinner was fantastic as always and again we made it
a short evening..
	Tonight during our after dinner walk we bumped into Dr. Davis. Once
again I became a gibbering idiot and this time it was in front of the
boys. We stood and talked for a while when Dr. Williams said he had to go
to the loo. Jay looked up and asked, "What's a loo?"
	I answered his question saying, "It's a slang expression for
bathroom."
	Steven said, "Why do they call them that?"
	This answer was more difficult but that said "loo comes from a
French term and the English took it as a bathroom." I started saying "The
word loo comes from the French saying "Gardex l'eau" (but the British
housewives corrupted the phrase saying "Gardy Loo, which means "watch out
for water".) Before dumping the contents of their chamber pots out the
window."
	After Dr. Davis came out, he said he had to go. I planned the next
day as today and we would be at Wild Water Rapids. Ronnie and Steven were
walking ahead of us when I felt Jay's hand in mine. Don't get me wrong, I
love to hold hands with my boys but Jay usually holds one of the boy's not
mine. So I looked down at him and said, "What's on your mind?"
	Jay replied, "I was about to ask you the same question. You were
acting like you couldn't talk."
	"That noticeable?" I asked.
	Jay just looked up and smiled. "Dad, if I didn't know better, I'd
say you're in love."
	"No way," I said.
	"Not from where I'm standing," Jay shot back. "Come on Dad. What
gives?"
	I answered very truthfully saying "Son, I just don't know. This is
something I'll have to figure out on my own."
	"OK, Dad. Whatever you choose, I'm right behind you." Jay said
squeezing my hand.
	I was thinking to myself, my God this kid has some insight. I had
to admit though, I felt like I needed a bib. We talked as we walked back to
the room. Ronnie and Steven were beat tired. Steven fell asleep on the bed
and I had to undress him. Jay helped Ronnie and soon both boys were tucked
in for the night.
	I got undressed as did Jay and we both got under the covers. Jay
scooted over to me and leaned his back against my chest and we started
talking again.
	"Dad, why are you afraid to fall in love?" Jay asked.
	"Son, I'm not afraid so much as I don't think the timing is
right. My first priority is to you boys. I want to be here for you, not out
like a lovesick puppy. Understand?"
	"Yeah, I do Dad." Jay said back. "But you need some happiness
yourself and don't say you got us."
	"Well," I said. "It's true. I do have you and I am very happy. I
realized yesterday that I missed giving you and Ronnie a shower. It had
been so long since I had done that; I forgot what it was like. See son, I
don't want some things to be forgotten. I know that there will be a time
when you are to big to give a bath or shower to but until that time comes,
I want to take advantage of the time we have. One more thing, if I get
serious about someone and it is a guy, he will know right from the start
that you boys are not to be touched."
	"Ok." Jay said, "You win. I just want you happy." He turned around
and gave me a hug and I just held him on my lap until the news was over. I
looked down and he was sound asleep. I laid him down and tucked him in and
went to sleep.
	The next day was a total waste. It rained the entire day and the
trip to Wild Water Rapids was off. I did get a refund for the tickets so it
wasn't a total loss. We drove around to Merchants Square and did a little
shopping and then returned to the visitor's center. They were showing a
movie there that Ronnie and Steven wanted to see so I agreed to let
them. Jay and I walked and talked while the movie was playing.
	"Dad, can I ask you something?" Jay said.
	"Sure, son." I replied, "What's on your mind?"
	"Well, last night you really tossed alot in bed." Jay started "I
finally had to get in front of you and pull your arm over me to get some
sleep. Was something on your mind?"
	"Are you my father now?" I asked.
	"No" Jay said. "Just your son who loves you and can see when
something's not right. What has this guy done to you?"
	"Nothing," I started. "I don't know. I haven't a clue about what's
happening. I always thought when something like this happened, it would be
over a woman."
	"Well, Dad. Guess what?" Jay shot back.
	"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it didn't." I continued. "I don't have a
clue as to what I want outside of you boys. I don't know if I am ready to
try a relationship just yet."
	"Why, because of us?" Jay asked.
	"Well," I said. "That's partly the reason, I am your father you
know. I want to be here for you guys when you need me and not off with
someone. If something like that happened and it was serious, I could never
forgive myself."
	Jay replied "I know this maybe to simple but why don't you just
talk to him and see what's on his mind?"
	God, I thought. This kid has some insight. He can take something
complicated and make it sound so easy a 2 year old could figure things out.
	We talked for a while longer and then we had to get Steven and
Ronnie. It rained the rest of the week and there were even some bad thunder
storms. On Saturday, we headed back home to rejoin the rat race.

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Jay brings up valid points to Miguel. He fears if he has a relationship, he
will lose the love of the boys. Jay thinks he should give Dr. Davis a
chance. How does Miguel sort this out in his head? Find out in Chapter 13.