I didn't want to be gay. I just wanted him. Mike'sDad. To hug me, to hold me, talk to me. That's not gay, is it? It's notlike I wanted to be a fa.... I still want to get married. I still want k**ssome day. I went back to the mall. I thought maybe that guy might be there.It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seen Mike's Dad. I missed him.Mike has a family picture on his desk. His Dad is wearing a beautifulstriped shirt, and he's got sunglasses on. I wish I had a picture of himfor me. . I saw JR sit up, perk up. Down girl!"Could I come over and talk to you?" she asked."Half an hour?" I said, not knowing what else to do. I knew Tony's birthday was in August, Sue Ellen wasn't likely to be planning a surprise party!"Sure. Thanks, Tom, I appreciate this." Sue Ellen, Tony's girl friend, wants to come by and talk," I told Mom when I hung up."Your dad and I were thinking about going over to Baskin-Robbins for some ice cream, after you got up. Now, it's getting late, I don't want to. Her backside was a cute curve of delicious muscle that made even her gay friends mouths water. She was real, and proud of it, which was good in her line of work. Ever so gently she swiped her fingers over her new slaves shoulder, the broad sinewy feeling wetting her appetite even more. Slowly she leaned down and bit him, and though the nip was gentle, she knew she was getting her point across. She was taking charge, but even at this moment she was having second thoughts. He was big, very big,. What I hadn't noticed at first meeting him was that a grenade had taken off his left leg below the knee. I had put the tourniquet on him that saved his life. The timeline told me that it had been a couple of months before my own injury, but I still had no memory of it. His recovery had been about the same amount of time as mine had been, but he needed a year of prep school to be accepted at Purdue so he was a freshman. He hadn't chosen a major yet, but was thinking along the lines of teaching.