"He's at home. He knows who you are because I showed him your picture since he was born. He points at times and says "daddy." My mother is staying wit... me until next week. She's taking care of him right now. She too wants to meet you. She wants to meet her grandson."Jake kissed her hard. "I love you! I can't believe all of this is working out for us! I want to be with you for the rest of my life Lucinda."Lucinda eyed him curiously. "Are you saying you want to marry me Jake Morgan?"Jake didn't. We are trying to make up for decades of not knowing each other, slowly filling in the missing pieces we each have in the picture puzzle of each other’s life. ‘A rat? No, not that I recall – and it sounds like something I’d recall’ I say, a half smile on my lips. But her eyes weren’t focused on the here and the now and me and my half-smile, but instead on the there, the then, and – apparently – a rat. ‘It was in seventh-grade biology class. The teacher announced to the class one day that he was. If so, this might be a good time since we’re alone. My wife won’t be back for a couple of hours.”I was happy that he made the invitation, and knew the ball was clearly in my court. I was nervous as I asked, “Uh, well, do you mean right now? I mean, I’ll admit that I have some interest in at least getting a closer look at your cock, but it would feel so strange having you look down at me, like a cock sucker or something.”He smiled and replied, “I dressed casually, with just these loose shorts. As a freshman and a teen ager at the age of 17 he had so much to learn about life at a big college like UP. Worries about new classes, being away from home for the first time, and of course tonight the initiation into the fraternity he was pledged to last week. He was a little worried about that, because he had heard horror stories about frat hazing that had turned out tragically, and while he had been assured by current members that nothing dangerous would happen and that the entire initiation.