Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2015 05:32:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: Eric Foster <efoster447@yahoo.com>
Subject: David Part 4

Disclaimer: this story contains sexual material. If you are not 18 or over,
or this is not legal in your country you should not read any further. This
material may offend if you find homosexual acts offensive or homosexual
acts between younger boys offensive. All similarities between this story's
plot line, characters, names, places, or any other item are purely
coincidence

David

Breakfast had been pretty bland, and so had my first workshop. I hardly
felt I was there, my mind constantly replaying the events of last night. I
sat down in the commons chair around the break time before lunch and tried
to let my thoughts settle down for a few moments. I felt a hand on my
shoulder and looked up to see Austin looking down with a concerned look on
his face.

"What's been up?" Austin asked as he sat down in the chair opposite of me.

"I just...I'm really confused right now," I stammered out.

"What's causing it?"

I sat there for a few moments. Was I really going to tell him about this?

"Austin, you're my best friend right?" I asked slowly as I looked up at
him.

Austin's head drew back for a moment, a wave of confusion and shock
overtook his face.

"Is that a question?"

"No but..." My gaze shifted to the ground again as I tried to think of a
way to discuss this.

"I mean dude, you'll always be my best friend right?"

Austin simply nodded in response, intently watching me. There was a
concerned but caring look in his eyes.

"I just..." I was trying so hard to force the words out.

"I'm just so weird Austin," I said, exasperated as I placed my forehead in
my palms, not looking up.

Austin moved to the chair next to me and looked around for a bit. Then in a
quiet voice Austin began to speak to me.

"Is David making fun of... is he making fun of your dick?" Austin asked,
but a hint of anger underlined his tone.

I shot up for a moment, surprising both myself and Austin.

"What?! No that's not it," I stated quickly.

Austin studied me for a moment before speaking again.

"Okay, then what's been up?"

Fuck it, I'm just going to state it and stop stalling!

"Austin, I think I like dudes!" I said quickly.

I turned to Austin and looked at his face for some reaction. I saw
confusion, but I didn't see any malice or hate. I felt relief begin to wash
over me, but I needed to hear him confirm it before anything.

"You don't care?"

Austin simply shrugged.

"I mean I don't really get it, and I only like chicks so I can't say I can
relate. But if it makes you happy man, then you do you," Austin simply
replied.

I felt relief wash over me like a tidal wave. I reached out and pulled
Austin into a tight embrace.

I nearly felt on the verge of tears.

"Thank you Austin," I said softly.

"Dude, you're my best friend. I don't care who you like. We're always
friends," Austin said with a smile as we pulled away.

I sat back in the chair and took a breath. Then Austin spoke up.

"But I thought you had a crush on Jackie?"

"I did."

Another wave of confusion washed over his face.

"But you just said you like guys?" Austin asked slowly.

"I think I like both."

Austin watched me for a few moments before shrugging his shoulders.

"More options for you, I guess."

"I guess so," I replied with a smile.

The two of us sat there in silence, trying to let our minds process what
just occurred. Then Austin spoke up again.

"So what made you just now start realizing this?"

"Ummm..."

Okay, so this part I wasn't thinking about telling Austin.

"Dude, be honest with me. I don't want any more of this secret crap. You
know everything about me," Austin replied, his tone slightly critical.

I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. Shit, well I guess in for a
penny in for a pound.

"David," I blurted out.

Austin's head shot up, his eyes wide as saucers.

"What?"

"David," I repeated a bit louder, but still trying not to be too loud.

Austin simply stared at me for at least two whole minutes, his eyes still
wide and his face unchanging. He finally managed to regain his composure,
enough to speak.

"How long?"

"Just last night."

"You guys screwed!?"

Now it was my turn to shoot up. I looked over at Austin with a disgusted
look on my face. I hadn't gotten that far yet... Shit, I actually thought
about it though.

"Dude we only kissed," I said in an exasperated tone.

"Why would you kiss David?"

"Because," I paused for a moment, "because I realized he's a lot cooler
than I originally thought.

You were right, we are similar, and I didn't realize it until now. I guess
we just needed to actually talk..."

"But it lead to you kissing him?"

My face began to blush as I remembered again what happened.

"I mean, it's a long story."

Austin watched me for a few more moments before leaning back into his chair
and letting out a long sigh.

"Sheesh, I didn't see this coming. I knew you'd eventually get along, but I
didn't expect a make out session"

"It was just a kiss!"

Austin put up his hands and moved back an inch.

"Okay, okay, a kiss, sheesh."

The two of us settled down again. We tried to wait for our minds to process
this, in addition to what we'd just discussed earlier. This wasn't going to
be easy.

"So is David gay?"

"No, he's like me, I think..."

"You think?"

"He says he thinks he might like guys too," I said, requoting the
conversation from this morning.

"So what're you going to do now?" Austin asked.

That was the million dollar question. What was I going to do now? I mean,
was this just going to be a one off thing between me and David? Or was
there perhaps something more to it all? I really wasn't sure. It all
depended on what David wanted to do, and what I wanted. I tried for a
moment to imagine being with David. Him holding me watching a movie,
kissing again, feeling that chest of his. I could feel my shorts
tighten. Okay, so I knew where I stood, but where did David stand?

"I'm not really sure, I need to see where David stands on it," I replied,
not making eye contact.

I know Austin was watching me. Finally after an eternity of sitting down,
Austin got up and began to walk towards the door.

"Well let me know man, I'm here for you," Austin said with a half-smile and
nod as he walked out the door.

I nodded and continued to sit in the chair. It was amazing how this had
gone from hatred to wanting to be with David in a romantic way. I'd never
really thought about a romantic relationship with another boy at this
point, much less with David. Yet, it had an appeal to it that made it seem,
nice. I looked up at the ceiling, as if I was expecting some huge
revelation to come through the rooftop and explain to me everything and
what to do next. God, how much I wished that would happen, but I knew that
I was left out on my own, to figure this one out. I took a deep breath in
and let it out, as I got up and walked towards the door. There, off in the
distance, I saw David walking with Nicholas. I watched him for a few
moments. Yeah...I knew where I stood.



The day didn't even seem to have any sustenance, other than the passage of
time. I was hardly there anymore, except around Austin and David. Around
Austin was for the obvious reasons.

Around David, however, every time I saw him, my eyes locked with his for a
few moments, us both knowing that the thoughts were reoccurring. The day
continued to pass, and my mind continued to race. I knew where my thoughts
were leading me, but did I really think I was ready for this? I hardly had
a grasp on my own understanding! How was I supposed to bring another person
into the mix of this tornado - called my emotions? And yet those thoughts
refused to settle down.


I saw David, shirtless, only his silky shorts, and he was hard. We were
laying in my bed, he was kissing me, and it was dark. I'd removed my
clothes except my underware, he reached down, and I got excited too. Then
his shorts came off, and the thoughts kept going from there.


I wasn't so much surprised with the sexual thoughts. I had them with other
guys plenty of times before. What had surprised me was another thought. The
idea of going to see a movie with David, or hanging out with him. It made
me feel excited, and my chest tightened just a little bit.

The thought of a romantic relationship excited me. I'd never had that
happen with another guy before, and for it to be happening with David of
all people. I was beginning to feel light headed from all of this. I took a
seat down and looked at my watch. It was time for dinner. I got myself out
of the chair and had begun to head towards the dining hall. I noticed
Abraham out of the corner of my eye, as he was walking towards me.

"Hey Joseph, you got a second?"

"Yeah, what's up Abraham?"

"I've already told David this, but I wanted to commend the two of you for
getting along so well.

You two haven't had any major fights yet, and you're even talking outside
of the workshops,"

Abraham said, all with a bright smile.

I hadn't really thought about it, but we had been talking more to each
other.

"Thanks, Abraham. I think we just needed to talk. We've actually got a lot
in common," I paused for a moment to scratch just behind my ear, a sense of
embarrassments coming over me, "apparently."

"Well, I'm proud of you and I know the pastor and your parents will be
too," Abraham said, reassuringly with a pat on the back.

"Thanks, Abraham," I said, beaming at his praise.

"Of course, so wanna head over to dinner?"

I simply gave a nod and rushed off to the dining hall, my head just
slightly more clear now. I found my way into the hall and picked a seat
that Austin had been saving for me.

"Hey," Austin said, as I sat down.

"Hallo," I said, imitating what Americans thought as a Canadian accent.

Austin rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated "uhhh..."

"I'm not even Canadian, and I know you're faking that," Austin said,
laughing as he punched me in the arm.

"You wouldn't know, eh!"

I loved poking fun at Austin this way.

"Okay, okay, our fake Canadian accents suck, just speak in a real accent if
you're going to,"

Austin said, sounding tired already.

"Okay," I said, normally this time.

I saw David sit down in a seat. a few seats down. He looked up and noticed
me. He was about to wave, but then, remembering where he was, looked back
down, his face somewhat blushed. I let my gaze drift back to my plate and
moved my fork around on the empty dish. The pastor got up to the stand, we
said grace, and we finally had time to go get dinner. We all walked towards
the serving line. As I got there, I hadn't noticed that David had stayed
behind. He came up beside me, looking around a moment, before he spoke.

"Hey Joseph," he said softly.

"What's up?"

"Tonight, let's talk some more," David said, a look of hope in his eyes.

I couldn't tell exactly what he meant by that. Maybe he wanted to kiss
again, maybe he decided he didn't really like this kind of stuff, or maybe
he just wanted to have another good old fashioned conversation (yeah,
right!).

I nodded in return and got my food in the line. As I began walking back,
Austin walked up next to me.

"What were you with David talking about?"

"I'm not really sure," I replied softly.

I watched David move back towards the table and found it difficult to not
stare, but even more so to not question what might be the next step.



I could feel the soft sheets against my back, as the black text on the
white pages attempted to capture my attention and generate a world of
imagination and adventure. Yet my mind was already on its own adventure, as
I waited for David to come back to the room. The pages' words continued to
mix, until I finally gave in lay back onto my bed. I couldn't understand
what might come next, and I was even less sure if I wanted to know. I'd
rather just skip the next part in hopes that if it was bad, I could at
least keep some nice memories of my first kiss with another boy. I was
ripped out of my world of imagination, when the door opened, and there
stood David - clad in his neon sports clothes and Browning hat (I'd asked
David what the deer logo was for).

His eyes seemed to study me for a few moments. The blue looking over me,
occasionally meeting with my own eyes. They didn't hold any hostility that
I could see, instead it was desire.

He shut the door and walked over to his side of the room. He sat down on
his bed, his legs dangling off the side. He swung them back and forth, some
as he fidgeted with his hands. He remained silently, like this for a
minute, before finally speaking.

"Joseph?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you like what we...did last night?" David asked, his voice trailing
off.

I felt my chest tighten, and my heart ready to skip a beat, if this went
where I was wanting it to go. All the indications said that yes, it would.

"Yeah...did you?"

David simply nodded yes, rather than say it out loud. We sat there like
this for a few moments.

David's face blushed red, his gaze fixed on the ground. Me sitting on the
edge of my bed, watching for some indication as to what to do next. I
waited, but finally decided to take initiative.

I got up from my bed and walked towards David. He looked up, a definitive
twinkle in his eyes, a lust, and an undeniable husk in his breath. I was
only feet away, when the door knocked. Shit, I forgot about Abraham! I,
much more calmly than I would've thought possible, turned around and walked
back to my side of the bed. David looked confused and shocked. Abraham
opened the door, and for once, seemed relieved to see that we'd not been in
some weird position again.

Okay, well at least I wasn't. David was still blushing some and looked like
he'd recently returned from a gym, except he wasn't sweating.

"So, how are you guys doing?" Abraham asked.

"We're fine."

"Yeah," David tried responding.

"Well guys, thank you so much for getting along. I'm really happy to see
that you two found you had so much in common. I know everyone is proud of
you," Abraham said with a smile, looking back between me and David.

"Thanks, Abraham," I said.

"Thanks, Abraham," David echoed.

"Of course guys, sleep well, remember we've got a long bus ride ahead of us
tomorrow,"

Abraham said, rolling his eyes.

He was the driver, so I could imagine he was looking forward to it even
less than we were.

"Goodnight, David. Goodnight, Joseph."

"Goodnight, Abraham," David and I echoed in unison.

We waited for Abraham to leave, before our eyes met again. The mood seemed
to have died, at least it felt like it had for me. Yet it was clear that
David had a different opinion on the subject.

"I'm going to turn off the lights," David said.

I simply watched him as he walked over towards the switch, and then my
world became darker.

It wasn't totally black though. Moonlight flowed into the room
calmly. David didn't walk back to his side of the room.

"David," I said softly, not really sure what I was wanting.

I heard David slip off his shirt and his socks. He walked over to my bed,
and in moments he was straddling me above my stomach. He was only wearing
his silky shorts.

"David," I said breathlessly.

"Take off your shirt too," David said, a definitive husk in his voice.

I started to pull it off. David accelerated this by grabbing my collar and
yanking up. I wasn't wanting to go so fast, as to not tear my shirt, but
David thought otherwise. My shirt didn't rip, so I was okay.

"David, what about your friends? Wouldn't they freak out if they knew you
did this?"

I could see his eyes, sparsely lit in the moonlight. He was watching me,
his eyes almost silvery colored, looking like some predator that'd locked
onto its prey. I sat completely still despite the adrenaline pumping
through my veins and racing heart. My breath moving in and out with a
husk. I felt David's hands come to rest on my chest, rubbing small circles,
his fingers grabbing at my nipples. He seemed to be transfixed on me. I
reached up and placed my hands on his chest, indulging in what I wanted. I
wanted to feel him. His chest, his abs, his shoulders, every part that was
David, I wanted to have felt it. I lowered my reach to his abs and rubbed
them, feeling them flex, as he moved up and down to change where he sat on
my body. My rational thought returned for a moment.

"David what about Amanda?"

David paused for a moment, but then nodded his head side to side. He didn't
seem to care.

"I've waited too long to do this."

"What?"

He didn't mean with me right? I didn't get a chance for an answer. David
leaned in, and before I knew it, our lips interlocked again. I resisted for
a split second, but my body gave into the teenage hormones coursing through
my veins and decided to go with it. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled
David in tighter, deepening our kiss. I felt his tongue enter my mouth and
I moved mines to intercept his. I let our tongues play, as my hands began
to knead his shoulders.

David moved from resting on his elbows to lying flat out on top of me. We
turned sideways, so I wouldn't be crushed, all while continuing our
kiss. We, of course, had to break for air every now and then, but it seemed
impossible to remember anything. All I could remember was the taste of his
lips and the feel of our tongues touching. I was trying to slow down some,
but my body refused to interact with my head at that moment in time. I
could then feel a hand snaking down my body. It was getting closer to my
crotch. It had just gotten to my waist band, and the fingers had gone half
an inch past it. Then he reached in and grabbed my dick. The last bit of my
rational thought kicked in and grabbed his hand and pulled it out.

"Wait!" I finally said, trying not to be too loud.

David looked like a gunshot had gone off and quickly moved back. He was
clearly shocked and startled, though at exactly what, I wasn't sure. The
mood dissipated, but not entirely. A definitive fog still loomed over both
of us.

"What's wrong?" David finally conjured up.

"I just..." I thought how to say it, "I'm just not ready to do that yet," I
replied softly.

I drew up my legs to my chest and wrapped my hands around my knees. I knew
this would probably turn David away. He wasn't looking for anything more
than some fun. I couldn't imagine him wanting anything else. Then I felt a
hand come to rest on top of my own. The warm palm resting there with his
fingers lightly stroking against my skin.

"You're just like Amanda, and that's okay," David said softly.

I couldn't believe what I just heard. I looked up from my fetal position,
my eyes wide as I tried to reason through David's words.

"You're... you're actually okay not having sex?"

David simply nodded and pulled me slowly out of my fetal position so that
we were now both resting on our knees on my bed.

"If you don't wanna do it yet, then that's okay. If you just wanna make out
we can do that,"

David said, a soft smile on his lips.

I was finding it hard to believe that just moments earlier we were
enraptured by our hormones and lust. Yet David had the self-control to just
stop and be okay with it.

"I'd think you just wanted fun. I didn't think you wanted anything more
than that."

"Well, I've never had a chance to do this with a guy. You're the only other
person I know like this," David explained.

I felt a little pang in heart from that statement. Was I just a convenient
excuse to get off because he wanted to try it with other guys?

"Would you want to keep doing this?"

I was eagerly waiting for an answer. Even if we didn't do anything else, I
couldn't deny how much I liked doing this with David.

"If you want too," David said, he moved closer and placed his hand on my
cheek.

I reached up and lightly pressed my hand on top of his.

"I meant after we get back. Like maybe we could..." I couldn't believe I
was about to ask this, "maybe like date?"

David let out a small sigh.

"I've got, Amanda," David said softly, retracting his hand.

I reached out and grabbed it before he could pull it all the way back.

"But what about this, don't you still want to do this at least?"

David sat back on the bed and pondered the thought for a while. I could see
he was genuinely torn as to what to do. David lightly squeezed my hand.

"I want, and we will," David said, almost as if he was trying to convince
himself.

"Are you really okay with this?"

Okay, so this wasn't helping my case to get David to keep having fun with
me. But I did want him to be okay with this. Even if we stopped this, I
still felt I wanted to be friends with him. He was a cool guy, and I didn't
want to lose a possible friendship that had just started. David continued
to sit there in silence, pondering the possibility. He moved back towards
me and placed his hand back on my cheek.

"I am okay with this, and I'll deal with Amanda," David said reassuringly.

Before I had time to respond, David leaned into me and brought our lips
together once again. He leaned me back onto my bed and pulled me into a
tight embrace, as he continued to kiss me. Our hormones returned, and the
heat of our bodies radiated, heating us up even further. I could feel sweat
developing on my forehead and on our chests, as they rubbed together. I
felt my body react, and David's too. We rubbed them together, not really
sure what we were trying to attain with doing this. This kept going and
going until finally I felt myself convulse, and my dick pulsate without
control. David was doing the same. I hadn't expected that. Finally we
started to come down from our hormonal high. David leaned in and kissed me
once on the lips.

"That was fun Joseph," David said lightly.

I couldn't help but snigger a little as a huge smile enveloped my lips.

"What?" David said, sounding embarrassed.

I couldn't see David's face, but I knew that if I could, it'd be completely
red. I reached forward and grabbed his cheeks. I gave him another kiss
before I spoke up.

"I just didn't expect you to be so..." I tried to think of the word "nice."

"I'm not a bad guy," David said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

I leaned back forward and rested my forehead on his.

"I know," I said softly.

And that's how we remained. Holding each other, our foreheads mere inches
away and our arms wrapped tightly around one another. The dreamscape of our
minds beckoned to us, and off we went to sleep, as the moonlight calmly
flowed into the room.



The bus ride was always way too long, and it was hard to believe it was
only half way through.

The continental breakfast had been pretty good though. Bagels, eggs,
pastries, and orange juice had brought the day off to a good start. David
and I, having woken up in my bed, sheepishly got our clothes together and
packed up. We didn't talk much, and I wasn't sure if it meant he'd suddenly
regretted what we'd done. I was worried, but I also felt I needed to try
and be a bit more positive. Then again we were just teenagers. God only
knows what hormones can do to you in a given moment. I kept looking at
David who sat a few rows up. He was asleep, his earbuds in.

I couldn't help but watch him every now and then. I didn't care how stupid
the clothes were, he was really attractive. I was snapped out of this
reality, when Austin spoke up.

"So what happened anyway?" Austin said softly.

I was startled at first, but relaxed at remembering that it was just
Austin. I turned to face him, since he was in the seat directly next to
mine.

"We made out," I replied.

Austin's eyes went wide. He watched me, as if sensing that that wasn't it.

"And?"

My face blushed, as I thought of a way to word what'd happened as well.

"We came," I stated, barely audible.

Austin drew back, his eyes even wider, if that was possible. I could see
the shock written on his face, as clear as a neon sign.

"You jacked each other off?"

"No!"

Why did I have to keep explaining these things?

"We were wearing our shorts, and we just rubbed against each other, and I
guess it happened," I said softly, blushing eve more.

"You guess?"

"Okay, it did, but it wasn't intentional, it just kind of happened," I
stated clearly.

"I thought he was dating Amanda?"

"He is," I said, somewhat solemnly.

"So what's going to happen now?"

"I don't really know. We'll just figure that out," I said, my gaze shifting
back to David.

"You better tell me what happens," Austin said.

"You'll be the first, and probably only person to know," I said with a
smile.

Austin nodded and leaned back into his seat, his earbuds going back in. I
kept watching David and finally looked away. I placed my own earbuds in and
hoped that maybe I could run through a few albums before we got back to the
Church.



I grabbed my bag and got off the bus. The parking lot was full of parents
waiting for their sons to get back from camp. I quickly spotted my mom and
walked over to her with my bag slung over my shoulder.

"How was camp?" my mom asked with a cheery smile.

"It was great, I got to learn a lot. I even made a new friend," I said, a
bit excited wondering what my mom's reaction would be.

"Who was that sweetie?"

"David," I said with a smile.

Her smile disappeared for a moment, as shock overtook her face. This then
turned to confusion, as she spoke up.

"You mean David Hastway? The boy you got into a fight with last year?"

"Yeah. It turns out we're a lot more similar than we thought. We just
needed to talk," I stated.

My mom kept looking at me, as if I was going to suddenly say 'just
kidding', but once she realized I was serious, a large smile took over her
lips.

"I'm so proud of you, son," My mom said as she took me into a hug and
planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Mooommm."

I was still embarrassed by this, especially in the parking lot, where
everyone else could see me.

"Oh, can I borrow your phone charger, Joseph? My phone is going to die
soon," my mom said, showing me her phones battery life was at 7%.

"Sure!"

I reached into my bag and pulled out a cable from the side pocket. Yet just
as I started to pull it out, a folded piece of paper came out as well. What
was this? I handed my mom the cable and unfolded the paper. There were
numbers and dashes. It was a phone number and that was it. A huge smile
enraptured my lips. I didn't need to know anything else to know whose
number it was. I looked up and saw David walking across the parking lot in
the opposite direction to his parents. He turned around for just a moment,
as if sensing me. He looked back and our gaze met.

I could see the slightest movement of his eyes, as he eyed the paper in my
hands. A smile formed on his lips and he gave me a slight wink. Yeah... I
think this can work.



The November air was filled with the smell of wood smoke. That with a bit
of cold made it feel like home again. I sat on the edge of the ramp, my
legs dangling on the edge. My hand was resting softly on his, as we looked
over the abandoned skate park. The surrounding forest offered a canopy of
green to cover all the surrounding hills with only houses peaking over the
edge, as the sky turned a hue of red and orange. I took in a deep breath
and let out a relaxed sigh. I looked over at David, his eyes an orange fire
as the sunset reflected in the blue crystal.

"You were right, this place is really pretty," David said softly.

"Yeah, I always skate here. As long as you can get past the fence and you
can find it, it's a really cool place to come to."

"I just wouldn't think there'd be a skate park in the middle of the
forest."

"I guess someone thought it was a cool idea."

David turned to face me and our gaze locked.

"Well they were right," David said, a soft smile on his lips.

I leaned back onto the wooden platform and looked at the darkening sky. A
few stars were becoming visible and the moon was huge.

"I can't believe we were fighting so much just a few months ago," I stated,
still somewhat amazed at how far this had gone.

"Yeah, and I'm glad we aren't anymore."

I took in another breath, wondering what to say next. The question had been
on my mind for a while now, and I wasn't really sure how to broach it. I
didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, but I really wanted to know.

"What about Amanda?"

"I broke up with her last night," David said, a bit of hurt in his voice.

"What!?"

"It was either you or her. I didn't want to keep cheating on her. So I
chose you," David said, his eyes locked onto my own.

"Why?"

"Because I want to see if we can make this work."

I felt my heart fill and I couldn't help but have a smile form on my
lips. I leaned into David and shared a deep kiss with him. When we parted,
our eyes were watching one another. I could see desire there, and something
else as well.

"I like you a lot, David..." I said softly.

"I like you too, Joseph," David said, a smile on his lips.

The November air was filled with the scent wood smoke from the nearby
houses. The cold offered a soothing and relaxed atmosphere, as the stars
began to shine and the sky further darken.

And here David sat before me, a source of warmth, and maybe one day, love.


End

Authors Note: Hey again, everyone! I really do appreciate all the kind
comments and support I've received for this piece. I'm actually a bit sad I
had to end it, seeing as there is a lot more to this newly established and
dynamic series. Hopefully though you guys can give my big series 'In Time'
a read. It's quite long and will have more parts being added to it over
time. None the less David and Joseph have a long road ahead of them. As the
readers I'd like you guys to imagine where it will go and end up. So I want
to thank my editor Sebastian for doing the editing on this.

He's a really cool guy and, thankfully, put's up with my constant emailing
and grammar errors (I swear I'm trying to improve, and I know he'll see the
humor in this when he's reading it to edit it). Also please give my website
a look and leave comments in comments section. It's labeled what do you all
think. Read the personal things about me and that'll make sense as to why I
use you all. Everything I post on my site will also be available on Nifty,
so don't worry.


 http://efoster447.wix.com/ericfosterstories

None the less thank you guys so much for reading this series and supporting
me along the way. I really do appreciate it!