Calix was the master of going unnoticed. It worked well in the nighttime when he moved effortlessly from shadow to shadow; hiding in school required a...whole different skill set but he'd mastered that as well. Unnoticed and invisible – that was what he strove for. Espanto. Ghost. That was what he wanted to be in both halves of his life.The game continued in his first period class. He sat in the far back, his face blank. He never looked up, never raised his hand. Mrs. Calavierri droned on about. She laughed and what a joke.Me: so how come your not married again after your husband death.Aunty: men are jerk.Me: really. Is that so. Or you never had a real manAunty: real man are hard to find.Me: look around maybe his here right next to you.Aunty: who you?. She laughed ” you are 21 yr young you got to be kidding me.Me: you don’t know that you did not try me yet. You don’t want me to show you my cock auntyAunty: what’s so special about your dick. That I have not seenMe: I will show you my. ? He meant to take him to the town barber, justas soon as this appointment was done, to get a proper decent buzzcut like hehad.? Seeing his son shaken up, he calmeddown, coughing to hide his outburst, and continuing in a level voice. "Urm,well that was back then, and she went to the big smoke. The judge wouldn't letme near him.? But back east, he's a manat eighteen, so she don't get to decide nuthin no more.? And me boy here did the right thing, cominback to me, maybe it aint too late to fix. "Thank you, Dad," I said, barely audibly, I was so overcome with strangenew feelings. 'Dad' was what Darryl and I usually called him. Only Ritacalled him 'Daddy'.But he whispered into my ear: "Daddy. Call me Daddy." I tingled allover as he said that, hugging me a little tighter. His hand rested atthe small of my back, his pinky moving a little, just on the edge of mybottom under my pants. When he did that my little penis made a tent inmy undies and I was sure he could feel it pressing.