Date: Sat, 17 Apr 2004 00:14:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Josept <wildgate1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Man in the Mirror/Chapter 6

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Man in the Mirror
Chapter 6

	Royce, Flip and I lay on the bed holding on to each other fighting
off sleep. I looked at the clock next to the bed. It was nearly 1 AM.
	
	I looked down at Royce his head resting on my chest I leaned down
and kissed it. He stirred.
	
	"It's after midnight," Royce said glancing at the clock, "Happy
Birthday".
	
	"Today's your Birthday?" Flip said propping his chin on my chest
next to Royce's face, "Happy Birthday Eric", he said and reached up and
kissed me on the cheek.
	
	"Thanks you two, but we better get up and shower", I said, "we
don't want this cum to dry like before". Royce and I laughed. Flip gave a
confused smile. We didn't let him in our little joke.
	
	The three of us got out of bed. The cum that was left on Flip's
chest from our sexual antic, started to slide down. I ran my finger through
it and put some in my mouth to get a taste. It was different from Royce's
cum. Flip's is more salty. Royce seeing what I did, scooped up a finger
full, put it in his mouth, and smacked his lips. Flip not wanting to be
left out, grabbed a lot more than we did. He used four fingers to taste it.
	
	"Cum has a very unusual taste, but I like it", Flip said.
	
	"Good", said Royce, "you will be eating a lot of it from now on".
	
	Royce and I smiled. Flip just looked confused again.
	
	We walked into the shower stall and I turned on all 14
showerheads. We could see the city glittering from the window wall of our
shower. We watched as cars drove down Santa Monica Blvd on there way to who
knows where. I wondered if anyone was watching us from the tall buildings a
few block away. I hope they enjoy the show.

	 Royce took one of the sponges and started to wash my chest and
shoulders. Flip seeing this grabbed another sponge and began washing my
back.

	"Hmmmm, that feels good guys", I said with my eyes closed,
thoroughly enjoy all the attention they were giving my body.
	
	Royce winked at Flip and said, "We're going to give the birthday
boy a little surprise".
	
	"Sounds good to me", I said, with my eyes still closed.
	
	Flip's sponged moved down to my ass and slowly scrubbed it, he
squatted down and ran the sponge down and around my legs, one at a
time. When he got to my upper thighs near my ball sack, my cock sprang to
its full hardness. Royce grabbed on to it and started to stroke. I went to
grab his dick, but he pulled away.
	
	"No don't touch", Royce said, "This is part of your birthday
present".
	
	"Part huh?" I questioned, "Can't wait to see what else you have in
store for me".
	
	They both took a handheld showerhead and rinsed my body as well as
theirs. Royce took me in his arms and kissed me. His tongue probing the
inside of my mouth.
	
	At the same time, I felt Flip's hands on my shoulders; his hard
cock was poking me in the ass. I felt his hot breath on my neck. I thought
I heard him whisper I love you, but dismissed it as passion induced
delirium on my part. He then licked his way down my back to my ass. When he
got to my butt, he kissed each cheek, and then spread each one apart so he
could get a better view of my hole. He ran his tongue around my pucker. I
jumped with excitement. My cock still in my lovers hand was dripping
precum. My lover's lips were locked to mine.
	
	Flip's mouth attack on my rosebud continued. I could feel his wet
tongue slowly enter my hole. He spread it open more with his fingers so he
could allow his tongue to go deeper. It went in as far as he could go
before his tongue twirled around inside me.
	
	Royce released his lips from mine. I groaned with pleasure, "Fuckin
A", is all I could say.
	
	Royce looked deep into my eyes. I starred back and got lost in
those pools of blue. Royce lip-synced I love you without a sound, this I
knew was not my delirium. He then turned me around releasing Flip's tongue
from my rosebud.
	
	At first, I was disappointed but I realized that now my dick was in
front of Flip's eager mouth. Flip got the hint, gulped it down, and started
pumping in and out.
	
	Royce's big nine inch dick was now poised ready to enter my waiting
asshole. He pressed his pud to my rosebud, his precum lubricating it as it
started to enter me. Flip's tongue had done its work and Royce's massive
wang entered me with little resistance. I was being sucked and fucked at
the same time, I was in sexual Nirvana.
	
	When Royce's cock pumped in my ass, Flip's mouth went in on my
cock. The feeling of my lover's dick inside me was enough to send me over
the edge, but I also had this hot young man sucking my throbbing
erection. They kept up this rhythm until I could feel Royce's mushroom
dickhead swell in my ass. I could hear his breathing getting shallow on my
neck. I knew by experience, he was close to cumming.
	
	"God I am going to cum", I warned Flip.
	
	"Me too", is all Royce could manage to say.
	
	"Here.... I.... Oh God... cumming", I said not able to breath. "Oh
God!"
	
	"Ahhhhhhhh", Royce yelled out, as I felt his hot jizz shoot over
and over into my ass.

	My first wave of cum blasted into Flip's mouth but this time he was
ready and swallowed it as fast as I was cumming. Neither Royce nor Flip
lost their rhythm in their assault.
	
	Flip was still swallowing when I heard him make a groaning sound. I
didn't realize until then that he was beating his cock and was now cumming
all over my feet. Royce was still pounding his cock into my ass, but the
strokes got shorter and shorter, his body was shivering.

	We stood there trying to catch our breaths; Royce laid his head on
my shoulder, his arms around me from behind caressing my pecs and trying to
keep his balance. Flip collapsed on the shower floor and lay with his arms
and legs spread wide, his dick was starting to soften.
	
	Royce's half-hard cock was still in my ass.
	
	"I don't want to take my dick out of you," he said, as he started
to breathe normal.
	
	"Then don't. Leave it in there forever. I love it," I said meaning
every word but knowing it was unattainable.
	
	Royce adjusted himself a bit and his soft dick fell out of my
butthole.
	
	"Shit", he laughed as I felt his cum sliding from my hole down my
legs. Royce always had a big load for me.
	
	I looked down at Flip, just laying there.
	
	"You ok, Flip", I said.
	
	"Oh yeah", he replied still breathing hard, "I never swallowed so
much cum in my life as I have in the last few hours", he exclaimed.
	
	"Well like Royce, said get used to it".
	
	Flip looked puzzled again.
	
	We rinsed the cum off of our bodies again, then turned off the
water and dried ourselves. We were all kinda sore and tired from our sexual
antics of the evening. It was time to get some rest.
	
	We went into the bedroom. Royce and I got in bed, but Flip stood
there not knowing what he should do.
	
	"Well are you going to stand there all night or come into bed?" I
said.
	
	He quickly jumped in next to me. Royce was on my left again and
Flip on my right. They both lay on their sides facing me, their bodies
touching mine. They put their arms around me, extending them across my body
touching each other. I could feel their soft cock against my leg. I smiled
	
	"Good night Love, Happy Birthday", Royce said
	
	"Yeah night Eric, and Happy Birthday", Flip said with his eyes
closed. He kissed my chest and I could have sworn I heard him say I Love
You again. I am sure it was my sleep-induced delirium, this time.
	
	"Night guys, thanks for the fun in the shower tonite. I think this
is going to be a birthday to remember".
	
	It wasn't long before we three drifted off into a deep sleep.

**************
	
	
	With the morning sun beaming into the bedroom, my eyes slowly
started to open. I had forgotten how bright the room gets when you have two
walls of solid glass leading to the outside world. I hadn't slept here in a
few weeks.
	
	I was lying with Royce in a spooning position; my half-hard morning
hard on was poking him in his ass. Flip was lying on the other side of me,
facing the opposite way with hi butt up against mine. "Hmm what a way to
wake up", I thought to myself. I looked at the mirror on the wall and the
Man in the Mirror said again to my thoughts.

	"You are a lucky man Eric to have two such wonderful men loving
you".
	
	"Yes I know I am", I said silently knowing my thoughts are his.
	
	"But you are playing with fire, how long do you think you can go on
like this?" he questioned.
	
	"What do you mean 'go on like this'", I said, "it's simple, I know
I love Royce more than I love anyone in this entire world. Flip is a really
sweet guy and Royce and I owe him our lives. I plan to take care of him for
the rest of his life".
	
	"But he is falling in love with you", he said.
	
	"You don't know that for sure".
	
	"Just think about it", he said sarcastically.
	
	"Royce is my partner, now; Flip is like a son to me".
	
	"A son you are fucking, dads don't do that to their sons".
	
	"Oh you of all people should know that's not true".
	
	"Yeah I know you and your father had sex, we have all heard about
that, except Royce, now isn't that interesting", the Man in the Mirror
said.
	
	"Shut up!" I said concluding our silent conversation.
	
	I laid my head back down and snuggled up to my lover. My dick,
still laying in his ass crack, was starting to get hard. I rolled on my
back hoping not to wake anyone. I started to masturbate and wanted to wake
Royce and Flip. I looked at the time, nearly 9AM and realized if I start
something now, it could go on for a long time and we still hadn't gone to
the market for tonight's dinner guests.
	
	I took my hand off my cock and slid out of bed, trying not to wake
anyone. I put my feet on the floor and walked out of the bedroom, closing
the door behind me.
	
	Still naked and barefoot, I decided I would make everyone
breakfast. I went into the kitchen and searched thru the cabinets and
fridge to see what I could find.

	Eggs, Bacon, Potatoes, look like the fixin's for an All American
breakfast. Royce should love it; I hope Flip does too.
	
	I found an apron in the pantry and put it on. Frying bacon naked is
not something I would recommend.
	
	I had everything cooking on the range, when Flip walked in and
approached me. He too was naked and still had his morning erection.

	"Hmm you look good enough to eat," I said as Flip came up to me and
gave me a passionate good morning kiss. I slapped his hard cock and watched
it spring up and down. I turned back to the range to tend my breakfast.
	
	"Ouch", Flip said "Good morning to you too, hmm breakfast smells
great", Then he slapped my bare behind.
	
	"Smart Ass", I said, trying not to give away that it really did
sting.
	
	"Is Royce still sleeping?" I asked
	
	"No, he's in the bathroom".
	
	Just then, my honey walked in naked like the rest of us. I went up
to him and kissed him good morning too, grabbing a hand full of cock in the
process.
	
	"Good Morning love. Hmmm, god that feels good", Royce said,
referring to my hand on his dick. I kissed him again, then went back to my
cooking.

 	"It feels so funny us walking around naked like this with all these
glass walls", Royce smiled, "and you grabbing my dick like that."
	
	"Well, who's going to see all the way up here? If someone does, the
hell with them, I hope they enjoy the show, especially last night in the
shower".
	
	We all laughed. I took off my apron; my dick was half-hard from
looking at my lover and Flip.
	
	"Breakfast is ready", I said and served up Bacon and Eggs and Hash
Brown Potatoes and fresh coffee to my naked men.
	
	We sat down at the dining room table. I looked at my two men and
breathed a sigh.
	
	"Is anything wrong love?" Royce said.
	
	"Nope, just admiring the scenery and I don't mean the view
outside. If we didn't have so much to do today I think I would take you
both back into the bedroom and fuck both of your brains out."
	
	They both thought that was pretty funny, but I was serious. I think
we all still had our hard-on's too.
	
	"We still need to go to the market," I continued. "Flip what are
you doing tonight; we're having some friends over for dinner, want to join
us?"
	
	"Really you want me to come to your dinner party?" he said almost
not believing that we asked him.
	
	"Of course, silly boy", Royce said.
	
	"Thanks I would really love to but I have to study for exams".

	"Now that you brought up school", I said to Flip, "I decided to pay
for the rest of your schooling".
	
	"You don't have to do that Eric, please. I will manage, honest",
Flip said in a tone that wasn't very convincing even to him.
	
	"Well too bad I am going to pay for it anyway", I insisted. "You
will be able to keep your scholarship and I will pay for everything
else. This includes your logging. I want you to move in here. Royce and I
will be spending most of our time at the condo, so you will have this place
mostly to yourself".
	
	"God Eric, I can't do that. I don't deserve all this".
	
	"Flip", Royce chimed in, "if anyone ever deserves a break like this
it's you."
	
	"I don't know if you know this," I said to Flip, "but Royce and I
just met this week. The connection was so strong we knew instantly that we
were meant to be with one another forever. All that would have been lost
last night with one swipe of that switchblade. Thanks to you that didn't
happen. You say you don't deserve this. Well you deserve this and much more
my friend."

	Flip looked down, completely overwhelmed at what we were telling
him. Tears started to flow from his eyes. Then he broke down and sobbed.
	
	Royce and I got up and put our arms around him and assured him
everything will be ok from now on.
	
	"It's ok Flip, let it all out, you have been through a lot over the
past few weeks", I said, "Your family's loss is our gain. We are your
family, now."
	
	"Thank you both", Flip managed to say trying to regain his
composure. "I will pay you back one way or another, I promise", he sobbed.
	
	"Well don't worry about that, just consider me your new Dad and
Royce, your big brother", I said half serious.
	
	"Yeah, little brother", Royce chided
	
	Flip tried hard to smile.
	
	"Look we have to get dressed and get ready for tonight." I said. I
went to a drawer in the kitchen that I knew would have paper and pencil and
wrote down the phone number and address of the condo and handed it to Flip.

	"If you change your mind about tonight, give us a call. You are
welcome anytime day or night. You are family now, whether you like it or
not", I chuckled.
	
	"Monday after class, come to my office on the 14 floor and we will
discuss living arrangements. You can pick any room other than the master
suite, that's Royce's and mine; although I have a feeling you will be
spending a lot of time in there when we are here." I said and winked at
both Flip and Royce.
	
	"We better get our asses in gear; we have lots to do today before
Chandler and Tony arrive," I said.
	
	Royce agreed. We cleared up the table put the pans and dishes in
the dishwasher, and turned it on.
	
	Royce got Flips clothes from the laundry room. I went into the
living room and picked up our clothes. Royce only had the clothes he
brought with him yesterday. In no time we were all dressed and ready to
leave.
	
	"Group hug", I said.
	
	Royce and I kissed Flip putting our arms around him and told him we
love him. Tears were starting to fill in his eyes again.
	
	"Damn I got to stop doing that", he said.
	
	"Don't worry about that", Royce said, "we are all an emotional
lot. After all we are gay and we are supposed to be that way, very
sensitive, you know", he continued laughing at his obvious stereotyping.

	We kissed him one more time, then walked into the elevator. I put
the key into the 15th floor button and it started its decent.
	
	"I will give you both a key to the elevator on Monday," I said.
	
	"Yes and I still need to move my stuff into your place," Royce
added.
	
	I leaned over, kissed him, and said, "Great babe".
	
	The elevator door opened to the parking garage where just a few
hours ago, Flip had saved our lives defending us from five crazed
hoodlums. We just stood there for a moment, my mind flashed back to the
horror of the night before. The terror of seeing the switchblade for the
first time, the uncertainty of what was going to happen, the stench of
Carl's mouth as he held the knife to my throat, all these things flashed
through my mind. Then the memory of how Flip saved our lives brought a
smile back onto my face.
	
	Flip's Black Steed, a Suzuki V-Storm 650, was parked where he left
it. His helmet was on the seat. The ground nearby was still stained with
the blood of the hoodlums that Flip had knocked unconscious. What a
terrible memory. It will live in our thoughts for the rest of our
lives. Thank God, for Flip I said to myself. I grabbed him and kissed him
again. So did Royce.
	
	"Remember, if you change your mind about tonight give us a call. If
we don't see you then, make sure you call us tomorrow".
	
	 Flip agreed, put his helmet on, started his bike, and drove off,
waving at us one last time.
	
	Without saying a word, we got into my Benz and took off to Gelson's
Market, on Santa Monica Blvd.
	
	When we got there, I asked Royce if he could choose some flowers
for the table and around the house. I would get the meat and the lettuce
for the salad.

	"Also, Pick a decadent dessert", I said, "and that usually means
something Chocolate".
	
	"I am a Chocoholic", Royce exclaimed.
	
	"Me too, I knew there was a reason I love you so much". I kissed
him there in the market. Hell it was in West Hollywood, so no one noticed
or even cared. We kissed again and started with our tasks.
	
	About a half hour later, we met at the check out stand. I got
enough lamb just in case Flip changed his mind, some asparagus, and fresh
spring greens for salad with tiny grape tomatoes. I took the advice of the
butcher and got two bottles of a Bettinelli Napa Valley 1997 Merlot. He
said that would go perfect with my lamb.
	
	Royce's basket was full of various types of flowers. He said he had
great ideas for flower arrangements and would do them for me. The dessert
he picked out was a multi-layered Chocolate Mousse Cake. It looked decadent
enough, that's for sure.
	
	I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "If we have any of that
cake left over, I want to eat it off your dick", and I winked at him. He
started to blush then burst out laughing.
	
	"You are terrible, but I love it", he said.
	
	We checked out, got back in the car, and were home in just a few
minutes. When we got to the condominium, we noticed that the housekeeper
had already been there and the house was spotless. I couldn't remember what
I did with the towels we used to wipe the cum from our bodies. Oh well, she
will have to get used it.
	
	"While I put the groceries away, why don't you start moving your
things here, babe?" I said.
	
	He agreed and headed off to his aunts condo to move himself out.
	
	Having put everything away, I started to prep the lamb. I changed
my mind on how I was going to prepare dinner. I decided to just marinade
the lamb and cook it on the indoor grill.
	
	I put the lamb in the fridge marinating in red wine vinegar, olive
oil and other Italian and Greek spices. Just as I finished off, Royce came
in the door.
	
	He had his hands full with clothes and his toiletries. I grabbed
some from his hands.
	
	"Well there are more things over there that we can get later", he
said.
	
	We went upstairs to the bedroom walk in closet. I made room on one
side for Royce to put his stuff there. He set his toiletries in the
bathroom and put them away in a cabinet.
	
	"There, all moved in', he said, "well, enough for now, anyway".
	
	"I better arrange the flowers now,' Royce said as he ran down
stairs to the kitchen sink where I had put all the beautiful flowers Royce
picked out.
	
	"Eric, where do you keep your vases", Royce yelled up to me.
	
	"In the corner cabinet", I replied.

	I watched from the top of the stairs as Royce went to the cabinet,
looked at the choices of vases and took out two large ceramic ones. He
arranged each vase with Oriental Lilies, Peonies, Delphiniums, Freesia and
various ferns and put one on the dining table and one on the table in the
entryway.

	He then took three smaller vases, arranged the smaller flower in
them, and set them around the living room. Royce's talent for interior
design really showed through in his arrangements. When he finished he came
back upstairs to the bedroom.
	

	It was only about 2PM. We were almost ready for our guests. Most
everything else was last minute. Royce lay down on the bed, his hands
behind his head. I lay down next to him. I unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed
my hand over his hairy muscular chest and his eight-pack abs.
	
	"You know I have not worked out in several days, I think tomorrow I
will use your gym", Royce said.
	
	"I haven't worked out either, we will spot each other", I said.
	
	He turned his head and looked at me. He was obviously enjoying the
concentration I was giving his body. He turned toward me, and unbuttoned my
shirt and then laid his head on my bare chest.
	
	"I want to hear your heartbeat" he said. His head lay on my chest
with his eyes closed and a big smile on his face. He listened silently for
a few minutes.
	
	"I love the sound of your heart, Eric", Royce whispered.
		
	I lifted him up to my lips and kissed him gently. He lay on top of
me and our gentle kiss turned to passion, our tongues exploring the inner
reaches of our mouths.
	
	I broke our kiss and said softly, "Fuck me Royce, Fuck me gentle
and easy. I want to feel you inside me again." I said starting to feel my
erection. We kissed again with more passion than before, struggling to
remove our clothes. Finally naked, I got to look at my lover's body
again. I don't think I will ever get tired of seeing him like this. Then
there was that nine-inch dick. God I wanted that inside me.
	
	With Royce lying on top of me, we kissed again but this time with
more love than passion. He lovingly kissed my eyes, first the right one,
then the left, then the tip of my nose and my lips.
	
	I spread my legs apart and voluntarily lifted my knees so he could
get better access to my butt hole. He took a pillow and put it under my ass
for better leverage.
	
	"I am going to use the lube this time," he said as he reached into
the nightstand and pulled out the KY. He knelt up in order to put the lube
on his fully engorged dick.
	
	As he knelt in between my legs putting lube on his magnificent
member, I thought to myself, this hot and wonderful man with the
magnificent body is all mine. I also knew there is more to him that
beauty. He's warm and kind, and loves the hell out of me. A smile came over
my face. I was beaming, I was in love.

	I turned to the mirror next to the bed, the Man in the Mirror was
not there. Don't know why he wasn't and what's more, I didn't care. All I
wanted was my lover to fuck me.

	Royce looked at me, his lubed coated cock, gleaming from the
daylight pouring in from the window. He took my legs and put them over his
shoulders. His cock searched for its target until he found my
rosebud. While looking straight into my eyes, he started to push inside my
hole. I felt it as he entered me with no pain at all, just pleasure. I was
so relaxed with him that he pushed all the way into my ass, gently and
easily. My hole could almost feel every vein in his rock hard tool. I felt
him pull almost all the way out then slowly back in. The sensation was too
wonderful to describe. All this time, I was gazing into his piercing blue
eyes and my green eyes equally mesmerizing him. I never felt pleasure like
this before. My body was pleasing my lover and he was pleasing me.
	
	The slow in and out motion of that huge cock of his stretched my
asshole to its limits. He took my legs off his shoulders and spread them
apart. While still inside me he brought his face to mine and we kissed. He
started to suck on my tongue as he was fucking my ass. He kept up the same
rhythm. My hard wang was stuck between our hard stomachs. Every time Royce
pumped in and out of me, my dick felt like it was being massaged by
rollers, hard muscular rollers.
	
	Royce's pace started to pick up. I could feel his mushroom head
swelling inside my ass. "He would be cumming soon," I said to myself. I
knew I was very close too.
	
	Royce got up on his hands and was starring into my eyes again. His
tempo was getting more frantic now. Sweat from his brow was dripping in my
face and on my lips. I licked his salty juices. Everything about him tasted
good.
	
	His pelvis was pumping faster and faster now, giving my ass a real
pounding. I pumped my hips into his cock to give him maximum bliss. His
breathing became more rapid.
	
	"Oh Eric, I love you?, he yelled out, his body shivering as the
first wave of cum jetted into my hole, then another and another.
	
	"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as my cum shot between our stomachs and
hit me in the chin. The next wave hit Royce's chest. He was still pouring
cum into my ass as my jizz was subsiding. He gave one last pump before
collapsing on top of my cum soaked chest. The cum squished as his body met
mine. I could feel it roll down my sides. I wrapped my arms around him.

	"Don't ever leave me Royce. I love you so damn much".
	
	"I will never leave you Eric", he whispered still trying to catch
his breath.
	
	Royce's dick was still inside of me. I loved how his erection goes
down slow and can stay inside my ass long after he stops cumming.
	
	His breathing was getting back to normal now. His cock was soft but
still inside me. He wiggled his hips and it fell from my hole.
	
	I held onto him tightly. He tried to move but I just held on to him
tighter. I didn't ever want to let go. I squeezed even tighter.
	
	"Love" Royce gasped, "You are hurting me".
	
	I immediately released my grip. "Oh sorry babe. I didn't want you
to move from me. I didn't mean to hurt you."
	
	Royce rolled off my body, but cuddled close to me, running his
finger in circles thru the cum on my chest.
	
	"I think we better clean this cum up?, he said, "before it dries".
	
	I reached around to the bottom drawer of the nightstand and pulled
out two white cum towel and wiped my chest clean and gave the other towel
to Royce.
	
	"We can shower later before Chandler and Tony come." I said.
	
	"Good idea, love", as he laid his head on my clean chest.
	
	Just then, the doorbell rang.
	
	"Who the hell can that be", I said.
	
	Royce jumped up out of bed, grabbed a robe that was lying across a
chair and ran down the stairs saying, "I'll get it".
	
	"I guess you will", I muttered, "you're half way down the stairs
already".
	
	Royce opened the door. I heard him talking to someone, but I
couldn't hear whom it was or what he or she was saying.
	
	Royce came running back up the stair with a package in his hand. He
took off his robe and threw it back on the chair and literally jumped back
in bed.
	
	"Here love, Happy Birthday", He said handing me the package.
	
	"What is this?" I asked, "How did you have time to buy me
something, we've been together constantly".
	
	"Oh I have my ways", he said, giving me a quick peck on my lips.
	
	"Open it, Open it", he urged.

	I tore open the box and inside was another box, turquoise with a
white ribbon around it.
	
	"Tiffany's?" I said. Royce just smiled.
	
	I undid the ribbon and I opened the box. In it was a beautiful pair
of Tiffany's platinum wedding bands.
	
	"I figured if we were going to be married someday and with what's
going on in San Francisco and Massachusetts, we might as well have the
rings ready, look inside there should be an inscription."
	
	He put his head next to mine so we could both read the inscription
"Eric & Royce- Forever Entwined".
	
	My eyes began to tear up. This is what I wanted all my life,
someone I could love and someone who loves me just as much.
	
	"This is so overwhelming Royce", I said with a lump in my throat
and trying to hold back the tears. How did you know my size? Was Janice in
on this?" He smiled.
	
	"I love you babe," Royce said, wiping a single tear that was going
down my cheek.
	
	"Here I will put yours on you and you put mine on me", he said like
a little kid getting to play with his new toy.
	
	"Let's go into the light of the window where you first saw me", he
said, being hopelessly romantic.
	
	We stood by the window; our naked bodies faced each other. Royce
took one of the rings and put it on my finger. I, in turn put the other one
on his. We kissed a soft and gentle kiss and held each other in our arms.

	"I can't wait until we get married legally," I said, "maybe a short
trip to San Francisco will be in order soon".

	Royce put his head oh my shoulder, "I hope for that day too".
	
	I looked over at the Man in the Mirror. He spoke to me through my
thoughts.

	"Are you fucking nuts? Planning to marry him so soon! You can't
possibly think that you will be......"
	
	"Oh shut the fuck up", I interrupted, and turned away from the Man
in the Mirror.


To Be Continued