" Uh huh. I feel the same way," Homer said. "Those ass holes didn't know country from jack shit. They felt that since they had bought tickets, we ough... to give them somethin' real spectacular. What about that dumb son of a bitch that wanted Em to be shot naked out of a canon while nursin' th' baby?" He shook his head. "I just don't know." Well, I think we better just play at the Buck Horn and just take it easy. That fuckin' tour just wasn't us or anything about us. It was just a bunch of flashy. We give each other a friendly one armed hug and make for the door where I had to make a few quick steps to open for her and guide her through with my hand on the small of her back. Both of us ordered iced coffees to help cool down because it's been a fairly hot day, which we sip on slowly as we fill in the details of our day that was left out of the messages, and talk about other news as the nervousness seems to fall to the wayside and we just settle into being old friends catching up for an. No. I had thought - nay, fantasized about this sinceI was fifteen. In fact, it brought a crooked smile to my face."I guess you're okay with this then?" he inquired, almost as if he wasquestioning the question at the same time.Estuardo. Esty, for short. That's his name. We were classmates andfriends in the sixth grade."Yes," I replied.But I was super curious as to how this came about.He explained that he had been ready to settle down in life and wasn'thaving success with any of the women he was. Laughing and Joking, we talked about everything that had happened in our lives since that night two years ago. When we eventually got to the school gates, we shared a quick kiss before separating to go and find our friends. I felt better than I had done for months, Id just spent the night with the boy of my dreams, the subject of all my preteen and now teen fantasies. I went into school a much happier person and apparently it showed, one of my closest friends (other than Derek) noticed the.