Date: Sun, 11 Apr 2004 02:59:49 -0500
From: Alana Montgomery <alana_montgomery@email.com>
Subject: Must Find Jose Part II

This story is the sole property of the writer.  This is intended for
readers 18 years and up in age.  If you are caught reading this, it's not
my problem.  I hope you enjoy this and please email me at
alana_montgomery@email.com with comments and suggestions.


Must Find Jose
by Alana Montgomery

PART II

After the liason with Howard, Jose drove to a Motel 6 a few miles down the
highway to rest for the night.  He stripped down to his black boxer briefs
and laid on the double bed.  He picked up the remote control that was
sitting on the nightstand next to him and turned on the TV.  He flipped
through all the channels and found nothing but the traditional late night
fair of infomercials and mind numbing re-runs of "Wings".

When he finally got to the infomercial with a has been soap opera actress,
he decided to turn off the television and call it quits.  Suddenly, Jose
felt extremely thirsty.  All he had in his room was a warm Coca-Cola and
stack of dixie cups, so he decided to put on the complimentary terry cloth
robe and walk down to the ice machine. When Jose got back to his room after
getting the ice, he found that his room card didn't work.  "What now", he
said out loud.

He turned and noticed a flamboiantly colored building across the street
with a neon sign that read "Oscar Wilde's Bungalow" and below it the
marquee said "PAJAMA NIGHT TONIGHT".  Since Jose was technically dressed in
his sleeping apparel he decided to cross the street and go inside.  Once he
stepped inside, he noticed a plethora of pajama clad men dancing together
to to Christina Aguilera's "Dirty".

He walked up to the bar and ordered a Tom Collins, but the bartender
replied, "Sorry son, this is a dry county".  So Jose changed his order to a
virgin pina colada.  As he sipped his drink, two men dressed in matching
plaid pajamas walked up to him and asked, "Hey sweet thing, wanna go for a
ride?".  Having nothing better to do, Jose agreed.  He walked out with the
two strange men and got into their old green pick up truck with them.  One
of the guys pulled out a bottle of Southern Comfort and handed it to Jose.

Jose ended up drinking almost the whole bottle.  When he was plenty drunk,
the truck pulled over and the men yanked him out and stripped him ofthe few
articles of clothing he was wearing and drove off.  Jose was left there
lying naked on the cold hard clay of the dessert.  Jose lied there exposed
to the elements for most of the next day.  At around 6:00 PM, a small sedan
pulls over.  Out steps a young man about Jose's age.  He was light
complected and had black hair (resembled Tom Welling from Smallville and
Cheaper by the Dozen).  He walked over and picked up Jose and put him in
his back seat.

He slapped Jose's cheeks while calling out his name.  Jose opened his eyes
and recognized the guy standing above him, it was his friend George from
school.  "George, what are you doing here", he asked.  You werent at school
all this time and your mother is worried sick, so I decided to come looking
for you.  What happened," George responded.

"I met these two guys at this club across the street from my motel room and
they drove me in their truck, and that's all I remember", Jose replied.

"Which motel are you staying at", George asked.

"The Motel 6," he replied.

"Ok I know where that is", George said. He went to his trunk and got Jose a
blanket to cover up with.  He closed the back door and drove Jose back to
his motel room.

George pulls into the Motel 6 parking lot and pulls into the space closest
to the room.  Jose wraps the blanket around his waist and they walk up to
the room.  He pulls the room card from his crack and it actually worked.
They both step inside.  George sits on a bed next to Jose. "Why did you run
off like that", George asked.

Jose said while sobbing, "My dad kicked me out and it got out around school
that I...I..."

"You are what," George asked.

"Am gay," he said.  George wraps his arm around Jose and leans his head on
his chest.

"Go clean yourself up and we'll talk about this some more.  Okay?" Goeroge
said in a reassuring tone.  Jose got up and went to the bathroom.  A few
seconds later, the shower turned on. Half an hour later, Jose came out with
nothing but a towel on and sat in George's lap crying.  Jose appeared that
he was nearing a serious breakdown.  Suddenly he just kissed George on the
lips.

"Sorry I didn't meant to", Jose pleaded.

"Its alright.  In fact I have been wanting you to do that since freshman
year", George reassured him.

"So you're gay too", Jose asked.

"Bi", George responded.

He laid down with Jose and held him in his arms and soon they both fell
asleep early due to the exhaustion of the day.

END OF PART II