Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2007 17:48:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: jimmy <ja1331@yahoo.com>
Subject: someone new in my life

If you should not be here then leave. If you want you can email me at
ja@yahoo.com. Thanks for all the people who like my story.  I appreciate
it. This chapter is a little short, but more soon. Anyway on with chapter 3
of the story.

I couldn't believe Tim would just walk out of his room like that. I thought
it was funny though. I said excuse me. Tim turns and looks and said What? I
said nothing, just go and take your shower. He goes what?.. I did something
wrong. I told him no, just go and we will talk about it when he gets
done. With that he went off to take his shower.

I still thought it was funny that he would just walk out like that when we
hardly know each other. I figured he would have used a robe or something.
Thinking back he is not bad looking either. He must stand about 5'6" about
125 pounds and looks like about four inches uncut. Not bad for a fourteen
year old. Anyway I would have to talk to him about it. I waited around
until he came out from his shower and again went to his room naked. Wow,
what a site. Nice bubble butt also.

After he got dressed in shorts and t-shirt I asked him to come sit and lets
talk. I asked him if he usually walked around naked. He said, yes, that he
usually did at home. It was just him and his dad so it was nothing to be
naked or nearly so. I told him that was fine except here the curtains on
the windows are most always open. Sometimes customers will come by after
hours to talk to me and stuff and it would not be good for him to be seen
like that. I assured him he had nothing to be ashamed about, I was just
worried someone would see him like that. I told him he would have to more
careful in the future. As long as he was sure no one was around it was ok,
but to be careful. He said he understood and would watch in the future.

After that I went to my room to get on my computer and he went to his
room. I like to spent the night on line to catch up on emails and see other
websites. There is a few that I try to go to every night. One of them is
Nifty which contains stories that I read nearly ever night. There is
certain ones that I like and read as many as I can. Some of them don't
interest me, but most do. I also check out the Cubs and see what they did
today. Its been fun lately with them winning so much. I had been on line
for a couple hours when Tim walks to my door. He asks if he can come in a
minute. I tell him yes, come on in and set in the other chair. I asked if
something was wrong and he said no, he just wanted to talk for a minute. He
said he has not been in my room yet and wanted to see what it was like. I
told him to go ahead and check it out if he wanted to. I told him that in
the daytime my door is always locked. I tell him thats because I don't want
anyone in there when I am not around. There is certain things that I don't
want people messing with. I tell him its not because of him, but the door
has always had a lock on it ever since I moved here. We must have talked
for a couple hours. Nothing really important, just more catching up.

About this time I was ready for bed. There are nights when I can stay up
all night it seems and other times, like now, when the heat of the day just
drags me down. By early evening I am beat. I tell Tim I think I am going to
bed. I tell him he can stay up as long as he wants, but not to late as
tomorrow is another day and we have some things that need doing. I asked
him if he was going to help me tomorrow and he said yes. He tells me he is
excited about working in the store. I feel the same way, sometimes.

I tell him good night and with that he leaves and goes to his room. I get
myself ready for bed. I usually go to bed in only a t-shirt. One that
covers most of my body. It is a little longer than most. I like to sleep
naked, but for some reason my shoulders get cold at night. I like the
freedom of nothing on the bottom half. I figure I am covered up all day,
the night time is for me to be free and hang out if I want. I finished
getting ready and climb into bed. I can here him in his room, but that
doesn't bother me. As usually it only takes a few minutes and I am
out. When I am this tired nothing stops me from going right to sleep.

Something wakes me up in the night and I look over at the clock and it
reads 2:09. I hear it again and its coming from his room. I listen real
carefully and can tell it is him and he is crying again. His door is
closed, but there is no mistaking the sound. I get up and go to his door
and knock. He is dead still. I knock again and still nothing. I open the
door a little and ask him if he is alright. Still nothing from him. I tell
him its ok, if there is a problem or if he needs me just let me know. I
tell him I am here for him. I asked him if I can come in a minute.

He still doesn't say anything so I go in and sit on the edge of his bed. I
put my hand on his shoulder as he is facing away from me and asked him
whats wrong. He sniffles a couple times and then quitely says nothing. I
tell him I know better than that and that we are going to be living
together now so we have to talk when its necessary. No matter what is, it
will be alright and I will help if I can. He is still quite for several
minutes and I just sit there and wait for him to say something.

Finally he rolls over and looks at me with those tears in his eyes and
asked me if I was sure I wouldn't get mad at him if he told me. I lean down
and look in his eyes after taking his hand and tell him no matter what I
would not be mad at him. No matter what it is thats bothering him, it would
probably help if he talks about it. He still wasn't sure but slowly started
to talk. He explained that he just woke up and was not sure where he was at
first and then when he did realize it, he felt alone. He used to have a
home and dad and now he feels he is left on his own. He explains that its
not me, its just the uncertainty of it all.

I tell him to sit up in the bed. As he does I tell him to lean into me. I
hold him like he was a small child. I tell him that everything well work
out. He has a new home now and I will try and make him happy here with
me. I give him a bear hug. He is still crying a little and I continue to
hold him until he gets it under control. After several more minutes he
finally calms down and tells me thanks. He guesses he will be ok now.

I get up off his bed and tell him if he needs anything else just to come
and see me. It doesn't matter if its in the middle of the night or not. I
want him to be comfortable here.  I smile at him and he smiles back
slightly. As I reach the door I tell him good night again and I will see
him in the morning.

As I get ready to close the door, he says, "Can I sleep with you the rest
of the night?"

tbc