"I know a game if you're bored" I replied with a sudden joy inside me. "Okay then whats it called"? he asked with a slight grin on his face. "Well I ...on't know you're quite a bit younger than me it may be a little rough for you" I said quietly knowing that he would want to play it even more which would justify that it's a gay game if two boys play it. "Try me" he challenged me with his cheeky smile as he jumped on the single bed next to mine. "The game is what you make of it, It's called. That’s WHY I’m going to this, after all. We got our destination and stopped outside. It was far enough away from neighboring houses that the music was playing loud and the sounds of boisterous male voice could be heard above it. “I’m not going to be able to stay,” Trevor said as he opened my door. “Just ask for Bill and I’ll swing back in a few hours, okay?” I gave him a tentative nod and started toward the door now a little unsure. I rang the bell and in a minute the door opened. An inebriated. I'm going to laugh my ass off if you do that tomorrow night." Fuck, I was scared shitless," Frank griped, "and it was just a damn rehearsal." Just so you don't faint tomorrow night," Dave said."Faint? I'm not going to faint — well, I hope I don't." That's all right," Jeff said, laughing. "We'll prop you up and I'll try out my ventriloquist skills. I do," he finished, trying to keep from moving his lips while sounding a little like Frank — a very little.Frank glared at him."So what are we going. Now he knew she had been enjoying life with another man in another man’s bed, though she had said she’d longed for him until she thought he was beyond her.He could now look back on those feelings and let them go, but he wondered about the real character of the woman he had once loved. Once loved? Yes, he thought, once.He was feeling depressed when he went to bed, and the empty house seemed to echo and amplify his own solitary state.After lunch on Sunday, he and his father were sitting out on.