Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2001 18:53:06 -0700
From: Robert Ainsworth <Linebac765@msn.com>
Subject: My Superman Chapter 1

Disclaimer: This story is not true. Its Fake. Pure Fiction. This never ever
happened. I don't know the sexuality of Dean Cain. What I do know is that
the characters in this story are mine. Please do not steal them. Everything
on this page is Copyright 2001 Robert J Ainsworth. You must be 18 or 21
depending on your local laws to read this as this story does deal with male
to male sex at times. That being said, please enjoy the story and
remember-- write me!!! CreativeWriter12@aol.com


My Superman

Chapter 1

	It was my usual Wednesday afternoon.  I finished work at 5 and was
home by 5:30 pm.  Starting my daily routine, I took my dog JD (and JD
doesn't stand for Jack Daniels, but Just Dog) for his afternoon walk.
After walking him I changed into my swimsuit for a little sun and exercise.
I found that if I watch what I eat and go swimming everyday then I didn't
need to be come one of those gym bunnies, even if the eye candy is nice to
look at.

	After my swim, I took my shower and got cleaned up.  Glancing at
the clock I noticed that is was 7:00 pm, "Good" thinking to myself, "I have
an hour left."  I called Josh to see what he was up to.

"Hello."

"Hey girl, how are you?"  I said.

"Oh hey Rob, doing pretty good here, just a little tired, but you know how
that goes, how are you?"

"Not too bad, just finish my nightly routine and was about to start making
dinner.  Would you like to join my tonight?"

"Sure, what are you making?"

"Just spaghetti with a little salad and a nice Merlot, nothing too
special."

"Hey, sounds good to me and you know how much I love food."

"OK cool, so I will see you in 5 and don't forget your trunks, we'll sit in
the hot tub later on tonight."

"OK babes, see you in 5 then."

	I hung up the phone and went into the kitchen.  Threw the water on
to start to boil.  Threw the jarred sauce in another pan and set it on low.
I pulled out an onion and started to dice it for the sauce.  You know I
love the taste of onion but I hate to cut them.  So, of course, 30 seconds
after I started cutting the onion, my eyes were tearing up.  And I had
learned a long time ago that if you start to cry then leave and come back
to finish, then it is 10 times worse.  So I finished dicing the onion and
threw it in the sauce.  Just at the same time the doorbell rang.
	I grab a tissue and ran for the door.  Drying my eyes I opened the
door to let Josh in.  Seeing me standing there, drying my eyes, Josh said:

"Oh honey, when are you going to learn to block that shit head's calls?
You know you give him way too much power over your life.  I mean we didn't
say anything while you were dating and seeing each other, but I though you
had learned what kind of an ass he was.  I mean..."

"Josh!" I interrupted, "Honey I was just cutting an onion.  Good lord, I
haven't talked to Matthew for a couple of weeks now."

"Rob, I'm sorry.  You know how I am leap before I look.  It's just I know
how hard you took it when two broke up."

"Seriously, honey I am fine, never felt better.  Come on give me a hand
with dinner."

	We walked into the kitchen and I put Josh to work making the salad.
By that time the water was boiling and I threw the pasta in.  While we were
finishing making dinner we talked about what had been happening at work.

	Josh is a female impersonator (which we all know is the PC term for
a Drag Queen.)  He is pretty good too.  He has done a couple of modeling
shoots and does shows 5 times a week.  Lucky enough for me he has Tuesdays
and Wednesdays off.  It gives us a chance to have time together outside of
the bar scene.  So he was filling me in on all the drama that was going on
with the Drag shows he was in.  Go figure, he isn't one for drama, but
somehow it always seems to find him.

	I was telling Josh about the projects I was working on.  I'm an
Associate Engineer Report Writer for the world's largest gaming company.
It's kinda unusual for a 24 year old to be a software engineer, since most
guys my age are still in college.  My mom always said I was a quick study
and that I would go far.

	By the time we finished talking dinner was ready.  Looking over at
the clock I noticed it was 8:00 pm.

"Oh Shit!" I said.

"What?" Josh asked.

"It's time for my show!  Come on we'll eat in the living room, but don't
tell anyone or I will have to kill you!" I teased him.

"Oh Rob, come on now, you aren't going to make me sit through that show
again."

"Look, just get your plate and come on."

	We grabbed our plates and went into the living room.  Have a meal
in the living room is really unusual for me.  I was always taught that you
ate your meal at the dinner table.  You know how those good old family
values play on you when you are all grown up.  But tonight was different.

	You see I am a really big fan of Dean Cain.  The man has the most
gorgeous eyes I have seen.  I could look at them all the time.  I was heart
broken when they canceled The Adventures of Lois and Clark (Copyright).
But fortunately one of the local stations shows the reruns.  Of course I
watch Ripley's Believe It Or Not (Registered Trademark) all the time.  I
don't watch it for the content of the show, just for Dean.  I have even
seen every movie he has been in and so far I loved him in The Broken Heart
Club.  God what I would have given to be an extra on that movie.

	So Josh and I watched the show and finished our dinner.  I told him
to go change while I did the dishes.  When he came back I was just putting
the last pot in the dishwasher and started it.  Grabbing a couple of clean
wine glasses and the bottle of Merlot we were drinking, we went into the
backyard and eased ourselves into the hot tub.

	I find it completely relaxing to sit in the hot tub and stare at
the stars.  The funny thing is that when I am seeing someone I usually have
them there with me with all the lights turned out and just candles light
around the tub.  Just makes it a little more romantic.  But with Josh
there, we were just friends enjoying each other's company.

	We talked some more about how you can think that a relationship can
be perfect one moment and then the next you are packing his shit up and
throwing him out on his ear.  Life is funny that way.  But like I said no
regrets.  After sitting in the tub for about an hour and finishing the
Merlot Josh felt it was time to go.  He had some errands to run tomorrow
before he went to work.  So getting out of the tub and drying off for a bit
I walked him to the door.

"Are you coming to see Ginger Grant on Friday?" he asked.

"Yea I should be there, unless Dean sweeps me off my feet."

"God you are hopeless, you know that Rob?  Do me a favor; let me fix you up
with a guy for Friday night.  He's a great guy and I am sure you will like
him."

"Josh, I appreciate what you are trying to do, but I just want to go out
and have fun now.  I am not ready for the whole dating scene right now.  I
kinda want to do this whole Thelma and Louise thing and rediscover myself
right now.  I don't want to deal with dating right now and that whole first
impression shit and all that.  I just want to go out, have a couple of
drinks, laugh a bit and reconnect with my friends."

"OK Sweetie, just trying to look out for you.  I will see you on Friday
then. Love you lots and call if you need anything."

"Love you too honey and you so the same," as I hugged Josh.

	I closed the door and locked it.  Walking back into the kitchen and
put the wine glasses in the sink and grabbed a glass of water and called JD
to follow me upstairs.  After showering and getting ready for bed I wrote
in my journal for awhile:

Dear Journal,

	Well today was pretty uneventful.  Did the usual stuff.  Had Josh
over for dinner and hot tub.  Once again he tried to set me up with someone
he knew.  And once again I told him that I just wanted to go out and have
fun.  Didn't want to do that dating scene right now and that I wasn't ready
for it.  You know I still need to reconnect with all of my friends before I
have someone consume me again in a relationship.

	But to be completely honest I am still not over Matthew.  I mean I
was with the guy for 2 years.  Even though those two years weren't the best
in my life.  The other real reason is that I don't trust myself to judge a
person's character right now.  I mean I was with a man who I though was
honest, caring, loving, respectful, funny, sweet, and who was head over
heels for me.  Instead what I got was a guy who lied, cheated, did drugs,
hit me, and emotionally abused me.

	So after going through all that, how can I be sure that the next
guy will be any different?

	I awoke with a fright in the middle of the night.  I had thought
that Matthew was in the house and that he was coming up the stairs to hit
me again.  The sweat was pouring off of me.  I felt scared for my life.  I
drank some of my water and went back to sleep.  After all 6:30 am was
coming very quick.


The next two day were uneventful.  My project at work was going really
well.  Create a stored procedure to return information from my company's
database and input it into the state accounting database.  So when Friday
came I was ready for some down time and to see Josh (or I should say Ginger
Grant) at Key's.

	Key's was this cute little piano bar.  They have really good
singers and a nice dining area.  I walked in at around 10:30 pm and saw
Ginger.

"Good Lord girl, you are look good!" I said.

"Thanks Rob, are you ready to see the show?"

"Yea, I wouldn't miss it."

"When are we going to get you up there for a couple of number?"

"Oh Ginger, I don't think I can.  Too much stage fright.  And besides I
don't think I would look good in a dress."

"Silly, you don't have to wear a dress, just do a couple of boy numbers."

"Ok Ginger I will think about it."

"You know Kitty has always said that you are more then welcome to perform
with us."

"OK!  I will think about it."

	I walked over to a table and sat down.  The waitress came over and
took my order.  Just a Malibu and Orange Juice and some of that fried
cheese stuff.  Kitty Litter and Ginger Grant started the show about 30
minutes later with Kitty's signature some, the theme song from Green Acers.
By that time a couple of my other friends had joined me.  Patrick, Shawn,
Adriane, and Kyle were there.  All my girls and literally one of them was.
We talked and joked.  I asked how ever one was doing.  I got the usual
response of things are going fine.

"You know what we need?" Patrick asked.

"What's that?" Kyle said.

"We need a bomb ass party.  Just one of those parties that blows your mind.
Almost like a block party.  We haven't had one of those in a long time and
I am kinda tired of doing the bar scene.  What do you think Shawn?"

"You know I have to agree with that.  Get a couple of strippers and just
invite all of our friends.  We could all be Co-Hosts.  Adriane any
thoughts?" Shawn said.

"Oh girl, I am already picking out decorations.  I'm seeing balloons, Tiki
torches, Margarita machine, food everywhere, pool boys and a couple of blow
up sheep," she said.

	At that last comment she got everyone napkins thrown at her.  Being
one of my close straight friends she always took the gay thing really well
and we all knew it was a joke.  I remember asking her why she always hung
around with us and she told me that gay guys were the only one that didn't
always hit on her.  "I want guys to hit on my on my own terms.  Not every
time I go out and being with you guys gives me the break that I need from
the meat market scene.  Besides I like watching you guys when you are on
the hunt.  Just because I know what to use when I am on the hunt.  Oh and I
just like being your fag hag."

"This sounds like a great idea guys.  I'll talk to Ginger and see if Kitty
and she can do a little show for us.  I am sure they will.  Now all that is
needed is the planning.  You know when and where?" I said.

"How about your house Rob.  You have the prettiest home and there is a nice
big back yard with the pool and hot tub.  Your neighborhood is pretty quiet
and there is plenty of parking." Patrick said.

"Yea, I think I can do that, but it would have to be on a Friday or
Saturday night.  Need at least one day to recover from it you know, clean
up and hang over are a bitch when you have to be to work by * the next
morning."

"OK cool, let's plan it for a month from now!" Patrick said.

"Sounds cool to me, you bitches are going to have to help with all this
stuff too.  I don't want to be the only one making this work.  We'll get
together Wednesday night at my house to plan it all out, you know budget,
things needed, who will take care of what.  And tell you another thing.
The night before why not have all of you stay at my house and we will do a
movie night and get things ready." I said.

	They all agreed and I told Ginger to be there Wednesday night.  She
was so excited and said that it wouldn't be a problem for her and Kitty to
do the show.  They would just cancel that night and it wouldn't be an
issue.

	I felt good, things for this party were already going off on a good
start and I though this was a good idea.  After that I said my good byes I
went home and jumped on the internet to do some surfing before heading to
bed.

	I went to the Dean Cain website and was surfing when I saw that he
was coming to Las Vegas to do a shoot at the MGM Grand.  My heart skipped a
beat.  I was going to have to call Adriane and see if she could get me on
the set.  I just had to meet him and I noticed that it was going to be for
next weekend and he was going to be here for 3 months.  He was shooting a
new movie about being a baseball player and finding his true love here.
You know one of those movies about start out in the minors and moving up
making it to the Big Leagues.  Not that baseball interested me, but if Dean
Cain was in it then I was all about it.

	I wrote myself a note to call Adriane in the morning and then went
to sleep and dreamed all about Dean all night long.


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