Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2005 19:21:31 -0400
From: Kayakerfl1 <Kayakerfl1@comcast.net>
Subject: Reese Part III

Reese (Part III)
By: Holloway
Copyright: 2003 Holloway H.

This is a work of fiction with an adult theme.  I look forward to hearing
your thoughts on the story: Frontrnrusa@netscape.net


Christmas Eve broke extremely cold but sunny.  The animal's water had a
layer of ice covering the top of the trough.  I took a small hatchet and
chopped through the ice, the Pigs scrambled to explore ice I threw on the
ground.  My hands were freezing by the time I completed my chores and went
back inside I knew the minute I opened the back door, Kerry had breakfast
ready the aroma brought back memories.  I sat on the bench in the mud room
and removed my boots and hung my jacket up.  I rubbed my hands together
trying to warm up.  Kerry looked over at me and smiled he came up to me and
put his arms around me and held me close to him, my hands warming up in
between us.  He kissed me "good morning."

I smiled at him. "Good morning breakfast smells great."

Now he smiled, I sat down and he handed me a cup of coffee and a plate of
food, I waited until he sat down then we said grace.  Neither of us could
believe it was Christmas Eve. I think we were both happier than we'd ever
been. I know I was all I wanted to do was be held by Kerry or hold him in
my arms.

He looked at me. "I know what you're thinking."

I laughed, "No I bet you don't."

"I do! You're thinking that all you want to do is hold me in your arms or
have me hold you so we're close to each other."

I frowned for a moment "how'd you know that?"

Now he laughed. "It's the same thing I want too."

We cleaned up after breakfast, put our boots and heavy jackets on and
walked along the property's fence.  We were getting to know each other
slowly and personally. Kerry told me about growing up, "I don't remember
really that much Josh, I grew up in a boy's home, I didn't have a hard time
or anything.  As a matter of fact the people running the place were nice.
I had a summer job when I was about 15 with a carpenter.  He was only in
his mid twenties, we got along really well, he taught me everything about
carpentry by making me do it not watch him do it.  We were working on this
house and had just finished the last of the bedroom woodwork.  All the
other workers were gone for the day but him and me.  He told me to check
out the closet door, I opened it and closed it several times.  He asked me
to go inside and see if the door fit well by looking for light around the
edges.  I went in the closet and he held the door closed I tried to open
the door and we were both laughing he said I'll let you out but what will
you give me eventually I said anything.  He opened the door, walked in and
closed it behind him.  We stood in the dark his hand went to my head.  He
was very gentle.  He pulled me to him and held me close, he put his hands
on my shoulders and pushed me slowly to my knees. I'd never done anything
like that before. He did the same thing to me, I fell in love with him, but
the summer ended and I went back to school, I never saw him again.  Over
the years I met guys but never anyone I cared about everything was purely
physical, I really didn't want anything more until I met you, then it was
like everything I had believed, thought or felt went right out the window.
I thought I had acted like a fool when I first came down here and met you.
Like a teenager who has a crush not only were you handsome but you were
smart and gentle I felt like I had hit the jackpot."

I squeezed his hand as we walked, "Kerry, this is going to sound almost
crazy but, I've only been with one person; a kid I found on the street.  He
was broke, tried to pick me up and of course I felt sorry for him.  I
brought him home and cleaned him up I had no intention of doing anything
with him but we did, it was my first time.  We're still friends, I got him
to go home and go back to school.  Then I met Brad, he was the first person
I'd ever been in love with he was different.  He had been married and
wasn't sure what he wanted all he knew was he loved me.  When he died, I
came back here and a part of me died.  Then you came along, shook up my
world, made me face life, the funny thing is I knew I loved you from the
first minute we met, strange isn't that?"

He smiled. "No, it isn't strange.  Does it bother you that I haven't told
you I love you?"

"No. I figure when you feel it.  You'll say it."  I replied.

Kerry stopped at a bend in the fence holding me at arms length, looking in
my eyes "Josh, you mean everything, to me."

I smiled at him, "I know, it's okay."

We walked along for another hour or so before driving over to the feed
store, everything was locked up tight as a barrel, we drove around town
stopping in at Fred's and getting our haircut.  Fred was a wealth of
knowledge about what was going on in town.  He knew who was doing this or
that, it was interesting after all I knew all the neighbors as did Kerry,
I'm sure Kerry wondered just like I did when the talk about us would begin.
Kerry didn't want to go home yet, he drove all the way to downtown Houston
almost two hours, I kept looking at him and he looked at me, "what, I've
got something I want to do."  He found a parking place and left me sitting
in the truck cab while he went up around the corner, about 30 minutes later
he returned, he had a gift in his hand, he put it in his jacket pocket
never saying a word.  The day was over Kerry looked at me "do you trust
me?"

I looked up at him, "do you have to ask?"

He shook his head, "come on, were going to have a drink at a special bar,
I've been there with other people.  I want to go with you, only to show you
off, so I better not see you looking around."  I smiled at him and shook my
head.  It was dark outside by the time we arrived, the parking lot packed.
Kerry fixed my hair with his fingers, the minute we walked through the door
he took my hand.  We left our jackets at the door and went straight through
to the bathroom where we straightened up a bit.  He took my hand and led me
to the bar I noticed quiet a few people looking at Kerry it made me feel
unsure of myself and proud at the same time.  He ordered a beer for us and
just as he turned around a young guy walked over and asked to dance, I
didn't say a word.

Kerry looked at the kid telling him, "My old man here might get mad."

I shook my head, "no.  You go ahead."

Kerry frowned at me and walked away with the kid.  I moved up on one of the
stools and watched them dance.

I felt someone brush up against my arm, I turned around a guy near my age
was sitting down, he smiled at me, "Hi, I'm Michael."

I put my hand out to shake his, "I'm Josh."

We had just started to talk when Kerry came over his dance not finished, I
could see in his face how uncertain he was of me.  He stood next to me and
kissed the top of my head so Michael could see, then he extended his hand
to Michael, "hi, I'm Kerry."

They shook hands, "Michael."

I could sense the jealousy in Kerry and I soon told Kerry it was time to
go, once back in the truck I looked at him, "you were jealous."

His face was angry, "damn right I was that kid was hitting on you and I was
standing right next to you."

"I get it you can dance with someone else but I can't talk to anyone else."

He smiled, "I guess we won't be going there again."

We both fell out laughing, and talking about everything we saw at the
bar. It was still early when we got home and it felt good to be in the
warmth of our house.  We grabbed a quick bite to eat then we walked
upstairs.  I undressed and crawled in between the sheets, it felt cool, and
refreshing on my body, I grabbed a pillow.  A few minutes later Kerry came
in the room and slid in beside me.  He turned the light on beside the bed
and looked at me he had something to say.  I looked at his face.  He was
very handsome.

"Josh, I know this is old fashion because it isn't the first time I've had
sex, but this will be the first time I've had sex with someone I love, the
way I love you.  If we make love then we're a couple, a family, and we'll
never touch anyone else."

I held his hand, "Kerry, I only love and want you."  The tenderness and
gentleness he showed that night made me love him more.

In the morning he looked over at me, "no one has ever or can ever make me
feel the way you did last night."

I smiled at him he looked mischievous and moved under the covers.  After a
while he lay with his head on my chest, my fingers playing with his hair,
"Josh, being in love is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me, I
don't know how I've lived all these years.  I want to tell you I love you a
million times and I want to make you so happy you'll never want another
person ever."

I stroked his hair and face gently, "Kerry, we were meant for each other
don't you ever forget the love I feel for you."  I drifted off to sleep too
exhausted to remain awake, during the night I woke with a start, Kerry was
still asleep on my chest his arms holding me, I closed my eyes and fell
quickly asleep.

Christmas morning, I woke well after 9am.  Getting out of bed without
waking Kerry, I put the coffee on then went out and fed the animals.  The
aroma of coffee filled the air the moment I walked in the house, I went
upstairs quietly, Kerry was sound asleep I stood in the doorway and looked
at him.  I was almost 29 and he was almost 40, he looked as young as I did,
the important thing in my mind was I loved him and for the rest of his and
my life I'd take care of him no matter what.  As I watched him, my chest
swelled with pride, I was happy and content.  Pulling the bathroom door
closed behind me quietly, I managed to shower and shave.  I walked in the
bedroom dressed in tan slacks and a blue long sleeve shirt and loafers.

Kerry was sitting up in bed and he let out a whistle, "wow! You look
great."

I walked over and took his face in between my hands and kissed him gently.

He smiled, "thank you for letting me sleep in."

"Merry Christmas and thank you for making me happy."

Kerry ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me, "I'm going to clean up
and then we can open presents."  I saw the little mischievous boy in his
eyes.  That first morning's cup of coffee was delicious, I sat at the
dining room window and looked out over the land, Brad was here with me, his
ashes a part of the land and Kerry upstairs, a new beginning in my life.  I
closed my eyes and thanked God for the blessings he had bestowed and the
love he gave me with each breath I took.  I prayed for him to watch over
Kerry, keeping him safe and happy.  Kerry finally came downstairs.  He had
on tan slacks and a blue long sleeve shirt.  I whistled at him, "Marine,
come here."

He walked over smiling, bent down and kissed me, "Merry Christmas, to this
Marine's love of his life."

I looked in his eyes and felt everything he was feeling.  He got a cup of
coffee placing the cup on the coffee table then he reached in his pocket,
and pulled out the gift-wrapped box he had purchased in Houston, "for you."
He handed me the gift and watched as I tore the paper off and opened the
small black case.  Inside the box was a simple white gold band with several
small diamonds.  He smiled at me, taking the ring from the box and holding
it in his hand.  He knelt in front of me, "Josh, I love you without
reservation or doubt, I know this is rushing things but I can't stem the
way I feel about you.  I'm in love with you and want you to become my
partner, mate, for the rest of our lives."

I looked at him, and felt every emotion flooding my mind, "Kerry, you are
so special to me.  I love you and will for the rest of our lives."

Kerry's eyes were filled with emotion I put my arms around his neck and
kissed him.

We held each other for a few moments, before I jumped up and yelled, "it's
your turn to open a gift."  I bought him a watch, he opened it carefully he
was surprised when he saw it.  I set the date and time for him then put the
watch on his wrist he kissed me.  Once all the gifts had been opened.  I
got the camera and took pictures of everything for our photo album Kerry
smiled holding me tightly as we both reflected on today the Birth of our
Savior and the birth of a new life for the two of us.  We worked hard in
the kitchen getting dinner ready, setting the table and picking at this and
that as our hunger got the better of us.

Around 3pm, the phone rang.  Father Broughton the Episcopal Priest called
about a young boy dying of Leukemia at the hospital.  He wanted me to see
the boy right away.  His parents had asked the Father to call me.  I told
Kerry the story, he smiled, "its Christmas lets go then we can come back
and eat."  Kerry drove. We stopped by the parish and picked up Father
Broughton.  I knew the Father noticed the closeness the two of us felt.  He
was hospitable and said nothing negative, asking us to attend services this
evening.  Kerry accepted Father's invitation promising we would both be
there.  Kerry parked close to the front of the hospital, we walked in and
Father led us to the second floor room where the boy lay dying surrounded
by his family.  When his parents saw the Priest, they rushed up to him,
"Father, he's worse by the minute please don't let him die on Christmas."
I felt sorry for Father he looked at everyone "Only God will decide the
hour of our death."  I walked into the room where the boy lay, his body was
emaciated from his disease, his 11-year-old head bald only a few wisps of
what was once blonde hair, his eyes swollen, blackened and shut, the skin
covering his body was taut with bruises everywhere.  Before I lay my hands
on the boy I told Father and Kerry, what I had never told another soul, I
told them about that night in Vietnam, I saw the look on their faces when I
finished the story, neither of them said anything in reply.  Gently I
stroked the boy's forehead, he was hot to the touch, I sat on the bed next
to him and put my hand flat against the skin of his chest.  I watched as my
hand glowed steadily brighter, I felt the sudden jolts as before, I also
felt sick to my stomach, but it passed as suddenly as it appeared.  I
watched as the swelling slowly went away and color began to return to his
face, the bruising faded. "Liam, can you hear me?"  The boy's eyes
fluttered as he tried to look at me.  I moved my hand to his forehead and
once again the glow warmed my hand and spread whatever God had intended
into this small boy.  "Liam, do you hear me?"  He opened his eyes this time
I knew it was taking all his strength, "Josh, I love you thank you for
saving me."  I bent over and slowly pulled him in my arms and held him
tightly I looked over at Kerry and saw tears streaking his face, even
Father Broughton's face showed amazement.  Several times as I held him, I
felt the familiar jolts pass through my body.  Once the glow stopped I knew
there would be nothing more I could do, only God would know what he had
destined for this child.  I kissed Liam on the forehead Liam hugged my neck
and began to cry.  Father, called for his mother, she ran in the room, she
looked at her child who was now awake and began to cry, "it's a miracle."
She held her son tightly in her arms.  Father Broughton, Kerry and I left
the room unnoticed, I was certain Liam would live to a very old age.
Father Broughton looked at me, "when you told me the story, I had to admit
I didn't believe you, I thought maybe it was the loss of blood making you
see things.  I'm sorry for doubting you."  Father, was invited to Christmas
dinner after we agreed to let him bring two young Priests that had nowhere
else to go, promising he'd be on time at 4pm.  After dropping Father off
Kerry looked at me, "you'll never know how proud and how much I love you."
I looked at the ring on my finger, "Kerry, I love you, I can't say it
enough."  Kerry laughed, "that's okay with me."  We worked hard in the
kitchen getting everything ready then Kerry did a once around the house to
make sure nothing was out of place.  I watched him with a smile on my face.
He was funny, charming and very loving.  He saw my smiling face and he
broke into a big grin, he ran over and kissed me just in time for the
doorbell.  Father Broughton and two of his fellow Priest smiled as I opened
the door, I ushered them into the warmth of the house.  Everyone removed
their coats, putting them on pegs in the mud room.  Father, smiled,
"everything looks and smells great."  "All thanks to Kerry, he's a great
cook."  Father, turned, "Josh, I'd like to introduce Peter and Jacob two
new Priests."  I quickly shook their hands and showed them to the sofa.
Kerry walked in just as everyone sat down, I quickly introduced everyone.
"Father what will you have to drink?"  "Josh, drop the Father and call me
Bill.  If you have wine, I'll have a glass."  I smiled, "all right Bill,
Peter and Jacob what would you like to drink?"  They both piped up right
away, "Josh, do you have beer?"  Their expression made me laugh, "yes
plenty of beer."  I saw the look on Father's face when I said, plenty.  As
I walked in the kitchen, Kerry was standing by the window staring out into
space, he didn't notice I was in the kitchen.  I walked up behind him,
"penny for your thoughts."  He turned around he put his hand to my face and
kissed me gently, "I never thought I'd ever find love, I can't tell you how
I feel."  I kissed his hand, "we have drink orders."  He laughed, "oh! So
now I'm the bartender and the cook?"  "Yes sir both," I replied.  We fixed
drinks, I carried the tray and Kerry followed carrying a tray of Hors
d'oeuvres.  The company was delightful, we all talked about everything
until Kerry called us to the dining room table.  I was amazed by how
beautifully he had done everything.  Father, sat at one end of the table
and Kerry asked me to sit at the other end.  Father said Grace, and we all
filled our plates, some more than once.  After dinner Peter and Jacob asked
to watch the game, Kerry took them into the den, while Bill and I cleared
the table and cleaned up.  I washed and Bill dried, "Josh, tell me about
your gift."  "Bill, it doesn't always work, I can't help someone whose time
has come or someone who has already died.  I can talk to them briefly but
only very briefly."  Bill looked at me, "you've been given a wonderful gift
by God."  I nodded my head, "I know I have to make sure it stays a gift,
please do not say anything to anyone."  "Josh as you wish."  Bill and I
finished cleaning up then joined the guys in the den they were cheering
their teams on.  Bill looked at me, I walked into the other room and he
followed, I put my jacket on and asked him to take a walk.  We fed the
animals then walked out into the fields.  "Bill you're aware that Kerry and
I are a couple."  Bill smiled, "yes, I figured it out.  I believe love is
the most important part of a relationship.  I don't think it matters who
the people are, at least that's what I believe."  We walked on until the
weather was too cold for either of us to stay outside.  We returned in time
to hear the three of them discussing the reason for their team's loss.  We
all sat down to dessert and coffee, Bill looked at his watch and reminded
his two young protégées services were in two hours.  They took their leave
and I sat with Kerry in my arms in the den looking at the Christmas tree
with him.  We were happy everything had turned out perfect, I kissed the
side of his head, I loved his scent he snuggled up next to me and dozed
until it was time for Church.  We arrived barely in time and got seated
just as the service began, we received looks from all three Priests.
Fathers' sermon was on gifts God gives to each of us.  I looked at Kerry
and knew he was a gift I had needed for so long, his eyes said everything
to me when he looked in my eyes.  After services we drove home, locked up
and went to bed, what a wonderful first Christmas together.

New Years - Early in the morning we opened the feed store and as had been
the case in the past we had farmers waiting to make their purchases in the
dark and get back home to the fields as quickly as possible.  Between Kerry
and myself we had a routine of opening up that only took about a half an
hour.  Kerry put all the displays of feed on pallets and each morning he
used a small forklift to move them in place and same in the afternoon when
we got ready to close.  For the last two years I had gotten use to eating
fast food for lunch, I stayed busy enough at work and home you couldn't
tell I ate at all.  Kerry wanted to make sure we were both healthy so he
began fixing our lunches on Sunday, freezing them for the week and heating
them up in the Microwave.  He paid a fortune for the new oven and it was
almost as big as a regular oven but cooked in only minutes. I had to admit
to him that I enjoyed the lunches he made, or maybe it was the fact that we
sat together eating, talking about crops or the house, and maybe it was
everything good in my life that was making me enjoy life now.  Planting
seasons jumped out at us enough rain and sunshine promised a great planting
season.  Each morning from February on we were packed, opening an hour
earlier and stocking more types of seed than in years before, Kerry's doing
and a good one.  We were turning a good profit and building a strong
customer base by listening to our neighbors and trying to have what it was
they wanted.  The other side of the coin, we were so busy we seldom had
time for lunch or dinner and usually fell in to bed dead tired after we
took care of our farm each day.  We planted on the weekends after the feed
store closed when we should have been resting but neither of us had that
nature.  Kerry was looking a little ragged, he was getting over the last
remnants of the flu and I wanted him to stay home until it was gone.  I
could take care of the store and the farm without his help until he was
better.  He refused to let me open up alone, on Friday morning we had just
put the displays out when he called out to me, I ran to the storage room
thinking by the tone of his voice he'd hurt his back.  When I reached him,
he was sitting on several sacks of seed, he was wheezing and could barely
stand.  I helped him to the office and had him lay down on the couch.
Doctor Stephens wasn't in yet but I left a message with his answering
service and he called about five minutes later.  I told him what was going
on with Kerry he said he'd stop by the office on his way to the clinic.
Within the hour Doctor Stephens was examining Kerry, I stood in the corner
watching.  I was scared, scared to the point of shaking that something
might be wrong, I wanted to die while I was waiting for word.  His
examination complete he looked at both of us, "exhaustion, you're both
exhausted, I can see it in both of your faces.  Kerry, you're 40, I know
you're in great shape but keep going at this speed and you'll burn out
quickly.  And you Josh, I've told you a million times to slow down, your
body can't take this punishment with the damage it sustained in the past."
We both nodded our heads, he wrote Kerry a prescription and told him to go
home to bed for five days, Kerry started to complain but the doctor
wouldn't even hear it.  He told me to hire more help and to do it right
away.  I shook his hand thanking him he winked at me, "take care of each
other."  I smiled at him as he walked to his car.  Kerry got pushed out of
the office and into his truck the minute the doctor left.  He tried to
argue with me but I wouldn't hear it.  Within the hour I called the house,
he answered after five rings, he'd been asleep from the medicine but was
feeling better.  The talk at the feed store was about Doc's visit, everyone
wanted to know what was wrong and I told everyone nothing but the flu.
Before the end of the day I put help wanted up in the window, we'd need
part time help every morning from five until 10.  Closing up after the
onslaught today was too much I was exhausted, but the minute I got home I
fed the animals and completed the chores.  The house was dark, I turned
some lights on then walked upstairs, Kerry was sound a sleep.  I kissed the
side of his face, walked back downstairs and fixed dinner, I took him his
on a tray.  Sitting the tray on the bedside table I woke him gently, the
minute he saw me he began to cry, it scared the hell out of me I'd never
seen him this way, I sat on the bed and held him until he calmed down.
"What's wrong Kerry?"  He hugged me tighter, his head resting against my
chest he didn't look up at me, "I'm getting older, and I'm scared for the
first time in my life, I'm scared I might lose you."  I kissed the top of
his head and stroked the side of his face, "Kerry you and I are always
going to be a couple, always."  He eventually ate everything on the tray
and then went back to sleep, I figured the pills Doc had given him were
making him feel vulnerable he'd never have to worry about me loving him,
that wasn't even possible.  With the kitchen cleaned and everything else
readied the downstairs lights were turned off and I walked upstairs
stripped and stood in the shower for well over half an hour until I
relaxed.  Drying off I looked at myself in the mirror at 30 I couldn't see
any changes in my appearance other than the large arms and big legs from
all the work at the feed store.  I noticed I could use a haircut.  I was
looking a little shaggy.  The bed felt comfortable, Kerry rolled over into
my arms, I buried my face in his hair I breathed in his scent and quickly
fell asleep.  The alarm screamed at 3:30am, I reached to slap the button
before Kerry woke up, but I made more noise than the alarm, almost knocking
the lamp over.  Kerry started to get out of bed, I looked at him, "you get
out of bed and you're fired."  I didn't even crack a smile "go back to bed
now."  He looked at me, "you're killing yourself working alone and you want
me to get more rest?"  I looked at him, "Kerry, please do this for me
worrying about your health is more exhausting for me than lifting sacks of
seed.  Once you're over the flu, I won't say a word I promise but I love
you so much it scares me when you're sick."  He hugged me, "I love you so
much."  Work wasn't as busy as I had suspected, the day went by quickly and
Kerry called several times, the medicine was doing its job, he was feeling
better.  Once again I got home after closing up the store at the end of the
day, this time the house had lights on the animals and chores had been
done, dinner was cooking I could smell it when I opened the door.  I found
Kerry in the kitchen wearing a sweatshirt and blue jeans.  He looked as
handsome as I'd ever seen him, he ushered me upstairs to get cleaned up.
The shower made me feel better, Kerry was waiting for me in the bedroom
when I came out of the shower, he called me over, I sat on the bed, he
pushed me backwards and helped me relax, I drifted off to sleep.  Kerry,
woke me around 7:30 for dinner, I smiled at him "you can relax me anytime."
He got a little grin on his face, "I will."  By the end of the week he was
in good health and back at work.  Several people had shown interest in the
help-wanted sign.  I left the hiring up to Kerry, he interviewed the
applicants and three weeks later we had two young college students working
each morning before classes, Kerry and I were able to work with the
customers while the boys did the heavy lifting and loading.  We were
beginning to have a life again.  Kerry's fortieth birthday was only a week
away, he felt really self-conscious and I didn't intend to make a big deal
other than a couple gifts, a cake and dinner for the two of us.  On the
morning of his birthday I gave him a card, he smiled and kissed me.  After
work we went home and changed clothes and then drove into town and had
dinner, when we got back to the farm I put his cake on the table with his
final present.  I lit the candles he made a wish and blew them out, and
opened his present.  He looked at me, "you can't do this."

I"I'm an adult I can do what I please."  "Josh, no it's too much."  "Kerry,
you say you love me, everything I have is ours, if I'm wrong tell me now."
He walked over, "I've been so scared of getting older until this minute I
love you."  I picked up the new deed to the store making him half owners
and putting it in our safe.  It made me feel good to know he didn't have to
worry about his age with me.  Jed and Tom worked out well, both were always
on time, worked hard, and when it was slow they both hit their books.  The
store's accountant came by prior to the end of the fiscal year he had great
news profits were soaring.  Kerry and I agreed that was in big part to the
help of the boys, we decided to give them both a bonus of $500, we knew
they could use it.  The boy's were excited when we told them they had bonus
checks waiting at the end of the day.  We overheard them talking, they
thought it was probably 50 bucks which excited them to no end.  As we were
closing, I handed the boy's envelops, the boy's tore the envelope open
their mouths dropped, they thanked us saying how much this would help with
school.  We thanked them in turn and headed home, we laughed once we were
in the truck, at the excitement the money had caused.

Kerry wanted to get away, just the two of us to somewhere we'd never been
before.  I wanted to go to China, he thought I was crazy he wanted to go to
Russia so we compromised and went to Bermuda.  Kerry had a Marine buddy who
owned a Travel Agency, he called him and had all the arrangements made.
Tom and Jed volunteered to take care of the store for the week we were
gone, but only after we promised T-shirts.  On a rainy Thursday Morning we
drove to the airport in Houston flew to North Carolina and after a
connecting flight we landed in Bermuda.  We were expected and a car drove
us to the small bungalow we had rented for the week.  The bungalow sat high
on a small ledge leading directly to the water, the view was wonderful and
the breeze off the water energized us.  We looked at each other and smiled
like little children.  We changed into shorts and began sight seeing, we
stopped and ate in Saint George's Square, before shopping and more
sightseeing returning back to the bungalow in time to dress for dinner.  A
car picked us up and drove us to one of the large hotels where we had a
wonderful dinner before spending some time gambling, neither of us was good
at gambling and grumbled at parting with our money in this fashion.  We
were fortunate to get a taxi back to our bungalow early the taxi driver
mentioned several places to visit we figured since we were together he had
assumed what clubs we would like.  We changed clothes while he waited, then
drove us to a club, the place was nice and full of American Sailors but not
packed.  We got a table and had a few beers talked with several people
before we both tired and headed home.  I looked at Kerry and could tell he
was still too excited to sleep, as was I, we put on trunks and headed down
to the beach.  The water was warm like bath water I waded out up to my
waist and sat down.  Kerry followed me and sat behind me and I leaned into
him.  He massaged my shoulders, then I turned around and put my arms around
his neck and kissed him deeply, he looked at me seriously, "did you find
any of the people at the bar interesting tonight?"

I looked in his eyes, I hated the question but I could understand him
asking, "yes I did. He's right here in my arms, you."

We played submarine for a while before moving back to the beach we were
very secluded.  I sat down on my towel leaning back we made love to each
other on the beach, falling in love all over again.  Our vacation was
wonderful during the days we shopped, went sightseeing or just enjoyed
renting Mopeds.  At night we ate together then spent our time on the
private beach below our bungalow.  As the week came to an end, I noticed
how tanned Kerry had become in the short time when he came out of the
shower, he looked at me and smiled, I love being in love."