My mouth was dry. Knowing I had a few minutes, I headed down the concourse to find a drink and to help kill the minutes remaining until the plane arri...ed. Before I could reach the food stand, I passed a gift shop and stopped in my tracks; there in the window was a small teddy bear holding a red heart that said I LOVE YOU. I stepped inside and purchased the bear hoping that it would help melt any awkwardness of this first meeting after so many months of online intimacy. Proceeding on, I grabbed. We referred to ourselves as Hamonites and as such, we operated a slew of shady businesses from Paul's transmission shop to a pair of thrift stores and even a snowcone cart called Mr. Freeze. All staffed by drug addicts, thieves and paedos. On Sundays after church, we would chase hookers off the streets and shut down crack houses with nothing more than picket signs and a bull-horn.If you didn't do exactly what the pastor wanted, he would, "hook you up". That would usually involve some poor sap. When he was driving I was constantly looking at him and thinking about how how great it would be if I explore his body. I knew I have to get fucked by him.After completing my work at the parlor we drove back home. I invited him inside the house for lunch. We chatted while having lunch. He was studying in 2nd year college and had no girlfriend. He didn’t know that I was a boy, when I told him the truth,he looked shocked. He said I was too beautiful to be a boy. After lunch, he said he will be. She definitely did. She was lusting after me, at least in her sleep. No, in real life, disguised as sleep. She was pulling me into her, it was just a ruse. A ruse that lasted… since we were children. She was just… pretending to be as innocent as she was. Saying ‘fuck’ today, that wasn’t coincidence. That was a message. Hell, I bet Captain Suave was a plant. She asked him to appear in front of us to make me jealous, to make me do something. Hell, I bet he was a nice guy in real life.In real.