Date: Mon, 7 Apr 2003 04:05:50 EDT
From: XBeatBoxxinGenoX@aol.com
Subject: Being Justified

Disclaimer:
 This story is a complete work of fiction. I do not know any of the mentioned
celebrities. If you do not like male/male relationships, you should leave
right now. If you are a minor, you should also leave. This story may contain
adult content. Thank You.
Author's Note:
 This is my first story...I DO NOT know how this is gonna turn out...but I'm
gonna try and do this the best I can. please email me any suggestions or
comments. Thanks.

			 ~*~*~*~CHAPTER ONE~*~*~*~

 There I was, this lonely person driving to my new house in Scottsdale,
Arizona. I had to move to Scottsdale for some business and I hoped to stay
there for a while. I had heard that the scenery was nice, so I figured I
would try to make the best of things. I hadn't eaten anything since 6:00 a.m.
and I was starting to get a little bit hungry. So I went to a diner to grab a
bite to eat. After I finished I paid the waiter (who wasn't bad looking) and
went on my way.
 I made it to my new house, which seemed nicer up-close than in pictures. I
stopped the car in the drive way and took out my keys for the door. I
unlocked the door and found all my belongings in the house. I figured it
would be all right to go to some night clubs and see if I would meet anybody
interesting. I got my bags out of the back of the car and took a shower. I
got out of the shower and got some nice clothes. I got ready and sprayed some
of my favorite cologne on. I was on my way to a night out on the town.
 When I got home it was 2:47 a.m., and I was very tired. All my things were
placed in the way I liked them because I came the previous week and organized
everything in the house. So my bed and things were already in place. I
through off my shoes and dress clothes, and put on some pajama pants and a
T-shirt. I was off in dreamland...

 The next morning I had one hell of a hangover and I didn't feel like doing
anything. So, I took two Tylenol and went out for a jog. When I was done with
my jog I went back to the house and saw a young man around my doorstep. He
was standing there with a red Nike T-shirt and black Nike running-pants. I
came close to him and started a conversation...

 "Hello," I said.
"Oh. Hi. I'm your new neighbor, I used to know the people who lived here
before you and I just wanted to come over here and welcome you to the
neighborhood," the young man answered.
 We had shaken hands and exchanged names.
 "My name is Justin," he said.
"Mine is Geno. That's quite a grip you've got," I said back.
 I invited him into my house and he excepted. We made small talk for a little
while, and then he got a call on his cell phone and had to leave. Before he
left he asked me something...
 "Um. I was wondering...would you like to come over to my house a little
later on for dinner? I'm not doing anything and I'm going to be watching some
movies too."
 I quickly jumped to the opportunity and said yes.
                                                ~*~*~*~ The End of Chapter
One ~*~*~*~
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