Date: Thu, 15 Apr 2004 16:47:38 GMT From: Pok Bepxtep <pok.bepxtep@lycos.nl> Subject: Taken for Granted - 6 TAKEN FOR GRANTED written by Pok Bepxtep E-mail me if you liked the story. I can be found at pok.bepxtep@lycos.nl This story will most likely contain some provocative contents about a loving and later on sexual relationship between a young boy and a man. If you find those things offensive, then don't read them... But I don't think you do, cause you wouldn't have bothered checking out nifty's adult-youth section. Greetings Pok Bepxtep ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 6: Expectations About 20 minutes after Liam'd left the park behind, he got back home. He went to his room, dropped the Tolkien novel onto the chair and himself on the bed. He laid there like that for quite some time without moving, with his head on his arms, staring blankly at the wall. He just couldn't believe what had just happened. It hadn't been more than an hour ago when he'd spotted the man from the bowling alley at the park. It had taken him quite some time to decide what to do... just walk by or go talk to him. Probably for the first time in his young life, he decided to be brave and go for it. An hour later, he knew the guy's name -Martin-, and he'd been invited to his house to watch the Lord of the Rings films. He hadn't really accepted the invitation yet, but was very keen on going. Not just for the movies he wanted to see, but also to have someone with him while watching them. That'd be the first time in many years. All he had to do was convince his mother to let him go. Today would be the only day to do so, cause his mum was home in the morning, as always on Saturday and Sunday mornings, and didn't have to leave until two p.m. About two hours later, just before lunch, his mum shook him awake. "Liam!... Liam, honey, wake up!" Slowly, Liam opened his eyes and vaguely saw his mum standing beside him. "Hey, mum," he croaked. He felt a bit guilty about drifting off to sleep again and said: "Sorry, I must have dozed off again." "That's okay, sweety. You hungry?" Liam nodded, while slowly sitting up. "Lunch is ready, come on, sleepy head." Liam smiled and got up, following his mother to the dining room. He barely remembered that morning's events, until he felt that card in the back of his jeans. He took it out off his pocked and read what it said: "Martin Gray - Manager". There was also the logo of a company called Gray Ltd. 'Wow,' Liam thought, 'this guy's got his own company. That oughta impress mum.' He sat down at the table in front of his mum and put the card beside him. His mum glanced at the card for a second, but didn't ask any questions. 'It's now or never,' Liam encouraged himself. "Mum, can I ask you something?" "Sure, honey, go ahead," his mum nodded, looking a bit curiously. "If someone asked me to go to his place to watch some movies, friday night... Would you let me?" "Of course," his mum said cheerfully. "I'd be glad you could spend some time with someone." "Even if this someone was an adult?" "An adult?" his mum asked, a bit surprised. "Did someone invite you then?" "Yeah," was Liam's answer, as he shoved the card towards his mom. "Martin said I could come over next Friday." Liam's mother took the card and read it: "Martin Gray? Where did you meet him?" "This morning in the park. I'd seen him before at that new bowling alley. I went there yesterday." "I see. And what did you say?" "That I'd have to ask you first." "Right," she sighed. She sat there nervously fondling the card. Of course, she knew about all those stories about men picking up boys and such. She'd also taught Liam not to go and talk to strangers. Apparently, Liam must have trusted the man enough to go and talk with him. Maybe it was worth taking the risk. At least, it'd make Liam happy. "Let me call this man, first," she finally offered. "If he turns out to be okay, you can go, okay?" Liam was already glad that his mum didn't say no straight away. He smiled and nodded enthousiastically. "That's a deal, then," his mum said, "but let's eat first." At about one o'clock, Liam's mum went over to the phone. She picked up the receiver and dialed the number on the card. Liam sat next to her on the couch, his attention focused on the conversation at hand. "Hello, Mr. Gray?" his mother said after waiting like forever. Liam shuffled closer towards his mom, trying to hear Martin's part of the telephone call. No luck, though, as he could only make out some muffled sounds. "Hi, this is Angela Parker," she introduced herself adding, "Liam's mother." ... "Yes. He tells me you've invited him at your place next Friday?" ... "He did, that's why I'm calling. Why did you invite him?" ... "Company, right. Why Liam?" ... "He is... You're not planning on doing anything with, are you?" ... "Okay, okay! I'm sorry, but as a mother, you understand I had to ask." ... "I do now. How d'you want this to happen." ... "I'll probably get late, I suppose?" ... "I'll here it from Liam if he wants to do it again, afterwards. I don't know about him getting home so late." ... "You sure it's not a problem?" ... "I'll ask him, but I don't think he'll mind." ... "I'll be at work when you get here. We can meet some other time, if you want to." ... "Okay, that's a deal then." ... "The address? Oh, yeah, Sutcliffe Road 758, Appartment 7." ... "Yeah... thanks for doing this for Liam." ... "Bye, bye, Mr. Gray." Finishing of with the standard bye bye phrase, she hung up and turned to Liam. The boy was looking at her with big expecting eyes. "Well?" he asked hopefully. "Well what?" his mom teased. "Can I go now, please???" the boy begged. "He'll be here next Friday at 6.30," she informed him. Knowing this meant yes, Liam jumped up and hugged his mom tightly... "Thank you, thank you..." "Okay, okay, you little monkey," she tried to calm him down. "Mr. Gray wanted to know if you would mind spending the night, too." "Can I?" Liam wanted to make sure. "You're gonna have to, I'm afraid," Liam's mum answered. "I don't want you coming back home so late. He'll bring you back the next morning." "Yaay!!!" the boy cheered. "Thanks again, mum." "That's okay, sweety," she smiled, "but don't expect too much of it, okay. It might be less fun than you think now?" "I know..." Liam sighed, "but at least there's someone who wants to spend some time with me. It's not much fun when I'm all alone here, every night." "I know, honey," Angela comforted her son. "I wish it were different, but I don't have any other choice." "It's okay, I understand. I love you, mum." "I love you too, Liam." Angela kissed her son on the top of his head and hugged him tightly for a few seconds. "I gotta go to work, now. Take care, honey." "I will," Liam promised. Angela went into her bedroom to change into some other clothes, grabbed her car keys and kissed Liam again on the way out. Happy that he finally had something to look forward to, he dropped himself on the couch with a big sigh. He'd never felt like this, before. Something about this Martin-character intrigued him. Maybe, after next Friday, he'd know what that something was. The rest of the day, Liam spent watching tv and practically doing nothing. In bed, at night, he was phantasising about what could happen on this 'date'. Yeah, he was really looking forward to it.