”Fucking learn? Jim’s brain told him, I’ve already learnt. Rod can’t even acknowledge that I’m there. What sort of friend fucks your wife wi...h your permission then ignores you as if you don’t exist, he thought.“Jim, are you okay?” his wife shouted at him as if she was scolding him for something that he had done wrong. Just like she did when I backed the car into the letterbox and like she did when I hit the cricket ball through the window, Jim thought. I’m not in the wrong here. I let them do. He swore out loud, fought frequently with the other children, and when asked why he did such things he would simply and shamelessly reply, "fuck you, suck my dick!" Where did an 8 year learn to talk like that. Darren always worked my nerves and I had tried to set up parent/teacher confrences numorous times but no one ever showed up. I had taken all I was willing to take from Darren when the school had career day. Darren was asked by a representative of the school board what he wanted to be when. ‘That’s it for today,’ said Jeff. ‘Now it’s time to go have dinner and then consummate the engagement.’ ‘I’ve never heard of consummating the engagement.’ ‘It’s a very old tradition.’ ‘How old?’ I asked. He looked at his watch. ‘I’d say it started in about three hours.’ He estimated it correctly. We were trying not to be too obvious, so we each slept at home. Sandy let me in around ten, as always with the big hug. ‘Jeff’s in the kitchen.’ She sang it. The beans were boiling and he was skimming. You feel so calm and relaxed. So very relaxed and comfortable. Now imagine a beautiful, stylish hotel room. Clean white sheets on the king size bed, flowers on the night table, mellow lighting, fireplace glowing, a cool breeze drifting in from the balcony through the open sliding glass door. Soft velvety carpet underscoring a luxurious, spacious room. That's where you are. On the soft floor, on your knees, naked, and facing me.Now picture my handsome lover, lean and athletic, his naked body.