Jill had arranged for Ray to arrived at 1.00PM, she went and had a good long soak before the appointed time. Ray arrived just 15 minutes before time a...d I welcomed him at the door , he looked just like Jill had described him a good clean living young man with very nice manners. I told him Jill was taking a bath and would be ready soon and I asked him if he was comfortable with me being there. He said he couldn’t see any problem he then asked me if he could take a shower and I assured him that. "See you soon, Dad," he said, dashing out the door.I sighed.Was my son gay? Bi?It just didn't make sense.I waited a couple minutes, turned on the tracker on my phone and went to my car.I followed him.It was only a five-minute drive, but to one of the poorer areas on the edge of our school district.I was a history teacher in the same school as my son. I'd also coached basketball until two years ago when I removed it from my schedule to grieve my wife's death, and I still didn't have the fire to. He looked at the clock. 5:15 am. He had barely gotten four hours of sleep after tossing most of the night and finally settling into a fitful sleep just after one o'clock. He knew that he couldn't take much more of this. His mother had been concerned when he returned from Daniel's house and went straight to his room and stayed there the rest of the night, even foregoing dinner. He resolved to confront Angela the next day but even that did not make his stomach stop doing gymnastics. In fact, it. He hated to admit after the fact, but he felt about Cole the way people in stories seemed to love. It was weird and sudden and so good it was as if he was drowning in honey. And now he had gone and ruined it.No, Cole ruined it... and it was true in a way. It had been at least half Cole's fault. No matter how good the heady rush of love and lust, it couldn't be reconciled with the fire that rose through Cole, the visible snapping of his temper.Jared dug around in his pocket and grabbed his.