Date: Fri, 2 May 2003 04:12:59 EDT
From: Gryffindor6698@aol.com
Subject: City Of Dreams - Chapter Six

City Of Dreams

The following is a complete work of fiction.
Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is
completely coincidental.  Please do not copy or distribute the story
without the author's permission. 

This is my first attempt at writing.  I would appreciate feedback on what
you think of the story, but please keep it constructive.   I have a fragile
ego. LOL 

Disclaimer:
The following story may contain erotic situations between consenting
adults.  If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. 

Thank you so much to everyone that has written to me!!!  I really
appreciate all the feedback, and I hope y'all keep sending me your thoughts
on the story.  If anyone is interested there is now a yahoo group for the
story.  It can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/City-Of-Dreams.
And thank you to Sara for suggesting the idea!  I would be lost without
your guidance and encouraging words.   You are an angel! 

Previously:

We both laughed and hugged each other.  Bailey gently ease of out me and
went into the bathroom to clean up.  He came back with a warm wash towel
and wiped me down.   He tossed it to the floor and climbed back into bed.
I pulled the covers over us.  We wrapped our arms around each other and
kissed.

I was just an inch of so shorter than he was and our bodies fit together
like two pieces of a puzzle.  I nuzzled my face into his neck and sighed
happily.

"I love you Bailey."

"I love you too Miah."

We both drifted off to sleep about the same time.  It was one of the best
nights of sleep I ever had.  I finally had the man of dreams, and based on
tonight, he was definitely capable of making all my other dreams come true.


Chapter Six


Bailey's Point Of View

For as way back as I can remember Jeremiah has always been a part of my
life.  We had started kindergarten together and were just two weeks apart
in age.  We bonded instantly and he was like the younger brother I could
never have.  I didn't have any brothers or sister, and neither did
Jeremiah.  I think that is part of what caused us to be closer than just
friends and more like brothers.  Have you ever met someone for the first
time and feel like you've known them forever?  That is how it was with us.
We were like two magnets drawn together.  And like opposite poles of
magnets we had two completely different personalities.  The old adage of
opposites attracting certainly applied in our case.  We were like night and
day, but we clicked together.  I would come to realize later in life that
the bond we shared was a very unique and special one.  I've never
experienced it with anyone else.

It was probably around first or second grade that I realized that something
wasn't right with Miah, the shortening of his name started in kindergarten
when I wasn't able to say the full name.  He would show up for school with
bruises all the time, or he would even limp sometimes.  I knew that he was
a bit of a klutz, but never to the point to cause some of the bruising he
had on his body.  I was too young at that point to realize exactly what was
going on.  So whatever story Miah had given me to explain the bruises I
went along with it if anyone asked.  It was in fifth grade that everything
changed.

My mom had taken us to the local pool to go swimming and we were in the
locker rooms changing.  Miah sometimes wore his shirt in the pool and used
the excuse that he was very sensitive to the sun and didn't want to get
sunburned.  I didn't believe that because there were plenty of times when
we came to the pool and he didn't wear a shirt.  Miah was one of those
people that could stay in the sun butt naked for a week and he still
wouldn't burn.  In the summer he always had a deep, golden brown tan, and I
always jealous.  It took me at least a month to get the color he could get
in a few days.  Today though was one of those 'shirt in the pool' days.  I
wouldn't have thought anything of it, but as I turned to say something he
was quickly pulling on the tank top he was changing into.  He wasn't fast
enough though.  I could see part of a very large bruise on his back.

I asked him how he got that one, and mumbled some excuse about falling down
the steps.  Normally Miah made a joke about what happened when he got hurt,
but not this time.  He was very quiet and refused to look at me.  I tried
to ask him about it and he got really defensive and started to yell at me
to mind my own business.  Now I knew something was up!  We never fought.
Ever.  I stepped toward him to try and calm him down and he backed up
against the lockers and winced in pain.  He looked at me with fear in his
eyes and asked me not to hurt him.  Hearing those words come out of his
mouth completely crushed me.  Why would he think that I would hurt him?  I
walked up to him and calmed him down.  I wrapped my arms around him and
told him everything was okay; I wasn't going to hurt him.

Once he calmed down we started to go out to the pool to swim.  I couldn't
help myself, but I had to see what was on his back.  I stopped him for a
second and gently pulled up the back of his tank top.  What I saw on his
back was enough to make my stomach want to empty its contents right then
and there.  To this day the memory of it makes my skin crawl.  There was a
bruise on his back that was so bad it was practically black in color, but
that wasn't the worst part.  The worst part of it was the shape of the
bruise.  It wasn't a perfect shape, but you could tell what it was.  It was
the shape of a hand, a very large hand.  Suddenly things made sense to me.
His father.  That's why we never played at his house if his dad was home.
That's why I could never spend the night there.  I was really fucking
angry, but at the same time I was also very sad.  Who the fuck was his
father to think he could do this to him?  Miah didn't deserve it.

I looked up to find Miah's tear filled eyes staring at me.  I never had to
say anything.  I put my arm around his shoulder and pulled him up against
me.  We walked out of the locker room like that.  From that point on I made
it my point to try and hang out at Miah's house as much as I could.  It was
my thinking that if someone were there, then maybe his dad wouldn't do
anything.  And for the next few years it worked.  Miah didn't show up at
school injured or covered in bruises as often as before.  I still happened
from time to time, but never as bad as that day at the pool.  I tried to
talk to Miah about it once, but he cut me off with a look.  I knew from
that day forward he knew I was there for him no matter what.  I never
brought it up again because I didn't want to cause him any more pain.

When high school started things started to get a little weird.  I was
athletic but never really had any interest in actually playing on any of
the teams at school.  My dad though was very adamant that I try out for the
football team.  At first I just refused and said I really wasn't
interested.  My dad wouldn't let up though and kept pushing.  So to shut
him out I went out for the team, and somehow made it.  After I made the
team my dad started on me again, but about other things.  Well not things
exactly, it was one thing in particular.  Miah.  For some reason my dad
didn't like Miah.  He never really had problems with him when we were kids,
but now all of a sudden he was trying to get me to hang out with other
people at school.  He was constantly trying to get me to have some of the
guys from the team over to hang out and shit like that.

Finally after a few weeks I finally confronted him about it.  He stated it
was time that I got 'normal' friend and that I should stop hanging out with
'fairy-miah'.  I was in shock.  I've never heard my dad talk like that in
my entire life.  He was usually a pretty laid back, easy-going guy.  I
asked him what he was talking about.  It turns out that my dad and the
football coach at school were old buddies.  The coach told him that he
heard that Miah was a 'dirty fag' and suggested to my father that I
shouldn't be hanging out with him.  The coach heard it from some of my
teammates and said that hanging around Miah would jeopardize my spot on the
team.

I argued with my father and told him that I wouldn't stop being friends
with Miah.  And in a moment I will never forget, my father backhanded me.
I don't know who was more shocked, him or me.  My father stared at me with
a ferocious anger in his eyes that I never knew he was capable of and gave
me two options.  Either stop being friends with Miah or I would be shipped
off to boarding school.  He added in there that no son of his would be a
'fag-lover'.  I recoiled at his words.  They cut me like a knife.  He told
me that I better think long and hard before I made my decision, and that
the coach would be keeping an eye out to make sure I kept my distance from
Miah.

I locked myself in my bedroom that night.  Tears streaming down my face for
one of the few times in my life.  I couldn't imagine not being around Miah.
Not only was he my best friend, but also recently he had become so much
more to me.  I started realizing over the summer that girls never really
held my interest.  They were cute and all, but didn't do a thing for me.  I
was really confused about what was happening to me, but that confusion
ended during one of the nights Miah had spent the night.  It was one of the
hottest nights of the summer and we were hanging out in my basement
watching movies.  We had taken our shirts off to help cool us down a bit.
I was teasing Miah and had started to tickle him.  We ended up wrestling
and in a feat of strength I didn't know he had, Miah pinned me to the
floor.  Our bare chests were pressed together and he was staring down at me
laughing.  Our bodies were slick with sweat and feeling him pressed up
against my body had made me hard as a rock.  I was really embarrassed and I
tried to flip him off me before he could notice.  I only got him about
halfway off of me when he slammed me back onto the ground using the full
weight of his body.  His chest pressed right up against my own and I could
feel his breath on my face.  Then the unexpected happened.  My body shook
and I exploded in my pants.  Talk about being embarrassed!!!

He saw the flush on my face and asked if I was ok.  I told him I was and
that it was just really hot and I needed to cool down.  If he only knew how
hot I really was right at that moment.  I ran to the bathroom to clean up
before any evidence could be seen.  I was so ashamed.  Here he was just
joking around and having a good time hanging out with me, and I had to turn
into a fucking pervert.  Even though I felt like a total shit, I had to
admit to myself that it was the best orgasm I ever had since I discovered
masturbating a year ago.

In my room that night I made the toughest decision I would ever make in my
entire life.  I decided that either way I was going to end up losing Miah,
but if I stayed here at least I could still see him; maybe even find a way
to talk to him and explain things.  It never happened though.  When I got
to school a few of my teammates swarmed around me and always made sure that
I was busy or that one of them was with me.  My dad wasn't kidding when he
said I would be watched.  The worst part of it was having to watch Miah
everyday and see the pain he went through.  For the first few weeks he
tried to come up to me, but someone from the team would always make a rude
comment and he'd walk away with his head down.  Eventually the guys were
asking why I wasn't joining in with them.  I knew that if I didn't going
along they would tell the coach and I would be done at home.  I would be
shipped off.

I made a promise to myself that as soon as I could find a way I would make
this up to Miah and explain to him everything that happened.  It was during
our senior year of high school that everything went to hell and back.  Miah
started showing up at school hurt again, but this time was different.  As
days went by it seemed that the beatings had to be getting worse.  The
final straw was when he showed up at lunch one day and you could barely
recognize his face.  It was so swollen and cut up. To make it worse I knew
that today was his 18th birthday.  I couldn't handle it anymore.  The pain
that had been building inside me had grown to be unbearable.  I decided
that I had to do something and planned on going to his house that night,
but then I got fucking stuck at a stupid football game.  My dad picked me
up afterwards and didn't leave me out of his sight the rest of the night.
Of course he knew it was Miah's birthday.  He did the same thing around any
major holiday.  He always kept his eyes on me in case I caved in.

I left early for school the next morning and went right to Miah's house,
but his car wasn't there.  The next few days at school I kept an eye out
for him, but never saw him.  Finally one day in class another student had
asked the teacher if he knew why Miah hadn't been there in a week.  The
teacher said that Miah had sent a letter to the school explaining that he
had enough credits to graduate and had to leave the state to help care of a
sick relative.  I knew that was bullshit if I had ever heard it.  He left
because he was tired of his dad and since he was eighteen he could leave
without his father coming after him.  In that moment a part of me had died.
I knew that I would probably never see him again, and the worst part of it
was that somewhere along the line I fell in love with him.  And now I would
never be able to tell him.

But now everything was different.  I had my second chance.  I was able to
find Miah and talk to him.  We went over everything that happened and he
was able to forgive me.  He asked me to forgive him as well, but he didn't
need my forgiveness.  He never did anything to me expect be my friend.  I
never thought that Miah would ever love me the way I loved him, but I was
happy just to have him back in my life at all.

Then that asshole Jeff came into the picture.  As soon as I heard that Miah
had a date I was jealous as all hell, but I couldn't let him know that.  I
just got him back in my life and I wasn't going to jeopardize that by
telling him how I felt.  Then to top things off when we were at the karaoke
bar I sang a song to Miah that he had sung to me before.  I was trying to
show him how I felt about him, but when I got the to table he was at the
bar talking to Jeff.  The green-eyed monster overtook me in a matter of
seconds.  I felt like my heart was going to explode.  It was one thing to
know that Miah might be seeing someone, but it was something else to
actually physically see them together.  Kermit was right.  It isn't fucking
easy being green!

When we found out that Jeff had beat Miah up like that I thought I was
going to having a fucking heart attack.  How dare anyone treat Miah like
that!  He deserved so much more.  Miah took off and luckily Gina told me
where to find him.  I was so lucky that Miah found someone like Gina.  At
first I thought she was a complete and total uber bitch, but then I
actually spent time with her and talked to her.  The tough girl thing is a
total act!  Underneath that entire hard exterior is a true heart of gold.
She is a really kind and warm person.  She is just crazy as hell, but I
loved it.

I raced back to the apartment as fast as I could, and took the steps to the
roof two at a time.  When the door swung open my breath caught in my
throat.  Miah was standing in the middle of the roof with his face looking
up at sky, and was totally soaked from the pouring down rain.  Lightning
flashed through the sky, and the light from it made Miah look like an
angel.  My God he is so beautiful.  He really has changed since I saw him
last.  That moment on the roof will be burned into my memory for the rest
of my life. When he told me that he loved me, I was in total shock.  I
never really allowed myself to believe that it could happen, that Miah
could actually love me after everything that had happened.  It seemed that
fate had other ideas though.  And thank goodness it did!  When our lips met
for that first time I could have swore that lightning had struck us.  That
is how powerful his kiss was to me.

After we came back down from the roof we ended up making love.  I would say
we had sex, but it was so much more than that.  Now I'm not like a slut or
anything, but I was never a prude either, but the things that Miah made me
feel that night.  Oh. My. God.  Just feeling his fingertips brush against
me or to feel his breath on my neck made my body explode with pleasure I
never even dreamed existed.  The whole night reminded me of one of my
favorite quotes and I just wished I could remember who said it.  It goes
like this 'life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by
the moments that take our breath away', and if that is true then Miah gave
me about a thousand moments last night. I always thought that love was just
an emotion, but last night he showed me that love can be physical as well.

So now here I am lying in bed with the man of my dreams.  His body pressed
snuggly up against my chest with my arms wrapped around him.  He was
nuzzling up against me in his sleep and it was the sweetest thing in the
world.  If that man didn't already steal my heart away, then he would have
right at this moment.  The early morning light streamed in through the rain
that was still pouring outside.  The sunlight ran across Miah's face and it
made him truly look like an angel.  My angel.  I felt myself falling back
asleep as Miah still snuggled up against me.  I had to be the luckiest man
in the world.

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I felt the sun shining on my face and the light was actually annoying me.
I didn't want to wake up yet.  I rolled over and reached out for Bailey,
but the bed was empty.  I sat up and pushed my hair back out of my face.
Now where the fuck did he go this time?  Before I was even done thinking it
I heard the shower kick on.  Hmmm.  This could fun!

I quietly snuck into the bathroom and I could just make out his body
through the glass doors of the shower.  I eased the door open and looked
inside.  He was leaning back against the wall with his head tilted up with
the water running down his face and his eyes were closed.  I could see his
body shake a bit and I then realized that he was crying.  Oh shit!  Please
don't let him be upset about what happened last night.  I quietly stepped
into the shower and shut the door.  I reached out and ran my hand down his
rock hard chest.

"Hey B" I said in a soft murmur.

His head jerked forward in surprise and he slipped.  It was a good thing I
moved fast otherwise he would have hit the shower floor.  I was lucky
though because I was barely able to keep myself up as my arms grabbed his
hot, wet body.

"Jesus Miah, you scared the fucking shit out of me."  He choked out.

"Why are you crying B?"  I ran my hand gently over his face.  "Is
everything ok?"

"Everything is perfect Baby."  A huge smile lighting up his face.  "It's
just that this feels like a dream.  I've thought about this for so long,
and I can't believe it's finally happened.  They were happy tears."

I pushed Bailey back up against the shower wall and I pinned his arms above
him.  I was in a frisky mood this morning and figured I might as well have
a little fun.  Besides, can anyone really resist a hot fucking naked guy
all soaking wet in their shower?  I didn't think so.  Bailey's eyes widened
a bit with shock.

"Miah, what are you ..."

I cut him off by pressing my lips against his and sliding my tongue into
his hot mouth.  It took him a moment to respond, but I soon felt his tongue
slide eagerly into my mouth.  I pulled back a bit.

"I want you to tell me if this feel likes a dream Bail."

I moved my body forward under the water with him until our bodies barely
touched.  My chest and cock was brushing up against his very lightly.  I
could feel the groan begin to rumble in his chest before I even heard it.
Both of our cocks were rock hard at this point and were rubbing up against
each other.  I kept his arms pinned above him and grinded the full length
of my body up against him.  His body shuddered and arched with pleasure.
Our lips and tongues met again in a fierce battle.  I leaned my head over
and started to lick and suck on the bicep of his left arm.  My mouth
started to trail down his arm and move in closer to his chest.  Just as my
mouth was about to make contact with the spot directly under his arm his
eyes opened and his eyebrows rose in question.  Before he could even open
his mouth to say anything I gently flicked my tongue back and forth right
on the spot where his arm met his chest.

The breath left his lungs in one long, sharp hiss and his body shuddered so
hard I thought he might of shot off right there.  I flicked my tongue back
and forth again a few more times and Bailey finally was able to catch his
breath.

"Baby I don't know what you are doing, but please don't stop."

That was all the encouragement I needed and I buried my face against him.
I took a deep breath and revealed in the scent of my man.  I am not talking
scent as in a bad smell, but that natural primal scent that a man gives
off.  You know what I'm talking about.  It turned me own so much I couldn't
help but moan as I felt my cock surge with precum.  I moved my head to the
other side of his chest and gave him the same treatment.  I then began
sucking and playing with his nipples.  I could feel his arms straining
against my hands for release.  So I let him go.

In a flash of movement, before I could even comprehend what was going on, I
found myself pressed up against the wall with Bailey's tongue down my
throat.  Not that I am complaining!  I just need to find out how that boy
is able to move like that!  I felt his hands run through my long wet hair
as he rubbed the full length of his rock hard cock against me.  It was my
turn to shudder with pleasure and my body arched up against him trying to
feel every inch of his body.

He pressed his forehead against mine, and my eyes opened.  I was gazing
right into those deep pools of liquid emerald.  I saw his tongue gently
flick out over his lips, and heard him mutter words that made my body
tremble in anticipation.

"Make love to me Miah."

I opened my mouth to respond and he interrupted.

"Right here Miah.  I need you take me.  I need you to make me yours.  You
have to claim my body because you've already claimed my heart and soul."

If I didn't have tears building up in my eyes I probably would have shot
off right then and there.  That is how hot he had me.  I saw him reach over
and pick up a condom that somehow found it's way onto the shelf in the
shower wall.

"Were you feeling lucky Bailey?" I said with a grin on my face.

"I was hoping baby."

He stroked my cock a few times and went to open the wrapper.  I reached out
and stopped him.

"Wait a second B."

I could see the surprise on his face and he opened his mouth to speak.  I
cut him off by pressing my lips against his.  I stepped away from the wall
of shower and turned him around. I gently pushed him until his chest was up
against the wall.

"I need to return a favor first."  I whispered in his ear.

I slowly worked my way down his back, kissing and sucking the entire time.
By the time I reached his tight, smooth bubble butt his legs were
trembling.  My tongue snaked out and I gently ran it over his cheeks.

"You ok baby?"  I asked.

"Oh yeah Miah. Please..." He said in a shaky voice.

I grabbed onto his cheeks and massaged them firmly.  His back arched and he
pushed back against my hands.  I eased them apart and ran my tongue right
up in between them.

"Oh fuck." I heard Bailey hiss.

There was no way I could take this slowly or try to tease him.  I wanted
him so bad.  I buried my face in his ass and licked and sucked at his sweet
hole.  His body jerked and he pushed back harder against my face.

"Oh yeah Miah.  Eat my hot ass baby."

Just hearing his voice turned me on, but hearing him talk dirty to me was
driving me insane.  I was barely able to keep what little control I was
maintaining.  My tongue was darting out and fiercely attacking his sweet
ass.

"Miah, I need you Baby.  I need you so bad.  Right now."

I felt his hand reach back and grab my arm to try and pull me up.  As soon
as I was on my feet he handed me the condom.  I ripped it open and rolled
down over my thick hard shaft.  I heard him spit on his hand and felt his
firm grip on my cock.  I moaned and pushed into the tight fist he had made
around my cock. He then pulled my body towards him and placed the head of
my cock against his hole.  I wanted to warn him that we need to get him
ready a bit more, but I felt him push back and the head popped into his
tight ass.

It felt like I took a velvet glove and wrapped it super tight around my
cock.  He was so fucking tight, and hotter than hell.  He groaned and his
body shook.

"B, are you ok sweetie?"

"Yeah Miah." He breathless replied. "I am ok.  It stings a bit, but I just
couldn't wait any longer."

I ran my hands over his chest and played with his nipples a bit.  Just as I
reached down and started to stroke his now dripping cock I felt him push
back against me.  Within a minute he had my entire fat cock buried deep
inside his ass.  My hands found his hips and I couldn't help but start
sliding my cock slowly in and out of his sweet hole.  From the sounds
coming out of that boy I knew I didn't have to ask if he was enjoying it.
After a few minutes though I gently eased myself out of him.

As I turned him around I could see the questions in his eyes, but before he
could reply I gently picked him up.  His eyes widened in shock as his he
wrapped his legs around my waist.

"Miah..."

Before he could continue I gently pushed my cock back against his hole and
slipped inside of him in one long stroke.  I pushed his back against the
wall as his eyes rolled back and his legs pulled me harder against him.

"I love you Bailey."

His eyes opened and he kissed me with a hunger that left me completely
breathless.  I continued to pump gently in and out of his ass.  I could
feel his cock pressed hard against my stomach rubbing back and forth.  On
my next stroke into him his body twitched with pleasure.  I found his spot.
I made sure as I pulled back to rub my cock back over that button in his
hot ass.  After a few more thrusts I could feel his body stiffen and his
ass clamped down around my cock.

"Miah..." I could barely hear my name leave his lips as he groaned from the
climax that over took his body.

Seeing him shoot his huge load over our chests, and feeling his ass muscles
grip and massage my cock was too much.  I thrust into him deeply one more
time and erupted.  My entire body shook uncontrollably from the pleasure
that exploded through me.

His lips found mine in a gentle, but passionate kiss, as he eased his legs
from around my waist and back to the shower floor.  We hugged and cuddled
with each other under the still warm water that poured from the showerhead.

"That was truly amazing Bailey.  Thank you so much."

"Thank you Miah.  I know now what it feels like to truly be loved."

We kissed again and then had fun washing each other off.

What a great way to start the morning!!!

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I walked out of the bathroom and slipped on some underwear and shorts.
Bailey was going to shave and then join me for some breakfast.  On my way
out of the bedroom I grabbed a small strip of leather off of my dresser to
tie my long hair back.  As I started to make a pot of coffee I heard the
front door open and Gina walked in carrying a cup of coffee and newspaper
in one hand and a donut in the other.  And to top it all off, she had a
donut sticking out of her mouth as well.  She stood on the living room side
of the counter and tossed the newspaper down.  I walked over and broke off
the piece of donut that was sticking out of her mouth and popped it into my
own.

"Thanks G," I said with an evil grin. "That should give me some energy to
fix up some breakfast."

She didn't answer me.  In fact she didn't even look at me.  She lit up a
smoke and purposely looked everywhere else in the kitchen except at me.

"Come on G.  Talk to me."

"I guess you didn't get the memo Mr. Summers, but I am not speaking to
you."

Ouch!  She used my last name.  This is going to be big trouble in little
china for sure!

"Gina I am sorry that I didn't tell you about what happened with Jeff." I
smiled at her. "But I knew that you would want to kill him.  And we both
know that you don't look good in orange Hun."

We both giggled.  I knew that would get her!  Gina actually had to wear one
of those horrible orange jumpsuits once.  She had to do community service
once and ended up getting assigned to picking up trash in Central Park.
The reason she got community service still cracks me up to this day. One
morning Gina and I were up early and we were craving something really sweet
for breakfast.  So Gina went and jumped in the car to go to a local bakery.
Gina being Gina double parked the car in front of the bakery and ran inside
to pick up some freshly baked cinnamon rolls.  When she came out of the
store there was a guy meter maid writing her a ticket for her wonderful
park job.  She was polite about it, but she did try and talk her way out of
the ticket.

He got a bit nasty about it and told her to shut up and let him do his job.
So, Gina decides to tell him to hurry his 'queer bait meter maid' ass up
because she had places go.  It didn't help her that the meter maid was a
bit of a queen.  He then told her that he was a meter person, not a meter
maid, and that he should give her another ticket for leaving her house
dressed like that.  It was only 7 o'clock in the morning and Gina had just
thrown on a pair of sweats and one of my white undershirts.  Now that
wouldn't have been too bad, but she heard him mutter under his breath 'you
munching craving crack whore'.  I wish I could have been there to see the
look on her face.  You know it had to be classic!  And then Gina did the
unthinkable.  She hauled off and bitch slapped the meter maid, oops I mean
meter person.  She ended up with 30 hours of community service and a small
fine, but she felt it was worth it.  Until she saw the orange jumpsuit that
is!

"It's ok Miah" Gina said with a smile.  "Once I went off last night I
realized that's why you hadn't told me.  So you are forgiven...this time."

We both laughed and I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.

"Thank you my lady."

I lit up a smoke and leaned against the counter.  I saw her looking at me
critically.

"What are you staring at G?"

"Miah, what the hell happened to your neck?  Either you got lucky last
night, and I want ALL the juicy details if that's the case, or you were
having another intimate moment with the vacuum.  If you broke that vacuum
again I am going to kill you."

"I did not break that vacuum you silly bitch!" My hand jerked up to my
neck.  I never thought to check to see if Bailey left any marks on me.
"You broke that vacuum when you accidentally sucked up one of those
g-strings your stripper ex-boyfriend left lying around here!"

"I'll find out what happened her last night." She said with big grin.
"Bailey came after you to talk to you last night.  He had to seen who was
here.  So I will just ask him myself."

Bailey chose that moment to come waltzing into the kitchen.  His timing was
perfect.

"What are you going to ask me G?  You want coffee Miah?"  He asked with a
grin.

I nodded my head.  "Well Bailey, I was hoping that you could shed some
light on the mystery man that decided to play 'Interview With A Vampire'
last night with Mr. Summers here.  He's not spilling the details."

"What are you talking about Gina?"  Bailey asked as he came over and set
down the coffee cup in front of me.

Gina pointed to the hickey that must have been on my neck.

"HOLY SHIT MIAH!"  Bailey exclaimed.

My God it must be bigger than I thought.  Gina shot me an evil grin and
stuck her tongue out at me.  She was sure Bailey was going to give her all
the dirt.

"Baby I am so sorry.  I had no idea I left a mark like that on you."
Bailey said as he leaned over and kissed the spot on my neck.  He even
nuzzled his face against me a bit.  I reached up and ran my hand through
his hair.

"It's ok Hun."

I looked over at Gina and her jaw had dropped.

"You...Him...Wha?"

I couldn't help but giggle.  I have never seen her like this.  That look on
her face was classic.  Wait a minute.  This had to be infamous meter person
face!  It just had to be!  I cracked up even more.

"Don't mind her B.  She is still on the first course in the Hooked On
Phonics program.  She'll get better as the courses go on."  I said as I
looped an arm around Bailey's waist and pulled him against me.

I looked back at Gina to see a huge grin on her face.  Man she went from
shocked to happy pretty quick.  Wait a minute...

"You knew didn't you!" I said as I pointed at her.

She actually had the nerve to giggle.

"I wasn't positive, but I was hopeful."

"What do you mean Gina?" Bailey asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Bailey why do you think I sent you after Miah last night instead of going
after him myself?  Why do you think I purposely told you to look on the
roof?" She asked with a cryptic smile on her face.

"You know that I would find him and talk some sense into him."  Bailey
replied.

"Wrong answer Mr. Masters, but we have some lovely parting gifts for you."

I couldn't help but giggle.

"Ok Gina, then why did you do it?" Bailey asked with his eyebrow raised.

"Because you had the only thing that would get him through this."

"And that being?"

"Your love for him."

Bailey and I both looked at her with wide eyes.

"And how did you know he loved me Gina?" I asked her.

"Oh please Miah.  Even a blind person could see that he loved you.  His
face lights up every time you walk in the room, and he practically glows
just looking at you.  You were the same way with him Miah, but I had more
to go on from you. You actually told me how you felt about him before he
even came into the picture.  Do you remember when you first moved in here?
We used to stay up all hours of the night talking and joking around.  How
many times did his name come up and you talked about how you fell in love
with him?  Hell Miah you even told me the moment you realized it."

I was looking at her with shock written all over my face.  I didn't even
realize Bailey was looking at me until I heard him talk.

"When?"

"When what?"  I turned and asked him.

"What did you know that you loved me?"

I couldn't help it and I blushed.

"Please tell me Miah."  He ran his hand over my cheek.  The pad of his
thumb gently rubbed my bottom lip.

"It was that day at the pool.  When you saw the bruise on my back.  I
didn't know it was love at the time, but I knew I felt differently about
you.  Now I can look back and realize that was probably the moment I fell
in love with you."

"Oh baby..."

And with that Bailey leaned his head in and kissed me gently, but lustfully
on the lips.  Every time this man kissed me it was like heaven on earth.
How did I survive without him in my life?  The kiss would have probably
gone on even longer, and lead to other things, but it ended when Gina
cleared her throat.

"You two are gorgeous together.  Really you are.  And I am so happy you
both finally woke up and decided to be honest with each other."

Gina came around to the other side of the counter and we had a huge group
hug.

"Ok team, who is ready for some breakfast?" I asked.

Bailey and Gina, the human garbage disposal, both were pretty hungry.

On my way to the fridge Bailey pulled me into his lap and gave me another
quick kiss.

"You're a sexy bitch, you know that right?" He said with a goofy look on
his face.

"You are such a big goof, but I still love you."  I ruffled his hair and
started to make breakfast.

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After breakfast we cleaned up the kitchen and then lounged around in the
living room and listening to music and bullshitting.

"So B, when do you plan on moving in here?"  Gina asked.

I nearly sprayed a mouth of full of soda all over the place.  Leave it to
her to ask something like that just as I took a drink.  Bailey looked over
at me questioningly.

"Don't look at me bubba.  I was going to ask you that question myself.
Gina and I already discussed this at the bar the other night.  So what's
your answer?"

I looked at him expectantly.

"I thought I already had moved in here guys."  He said with a wicked smile
on his face.

"Good answer B.  Good answer."  Gina said and then leaned over to high-five
him.

"We should probably pick up a paper sometime today so you can start job
hunting Baby."

"Aw...aren't you going to support me Miah?"  Bailey said with puppy
dogface.

"You know I would Bail." I leaned over and gave him a light kiss.

"I know you would honey, but you don't have to."  Bailey looked nervous for
a second.  "Actually I don't have to work if I don't want to."

"Why's that B?" Gina asked.

"A few years ago my grandparents passed away and left me a few things in
their wills.  A few things turned out to a shit load of shares of Xerox
they somehow managed to buy when the company was still unknown.  My
grandfather was a very smart businessman.  So I sold some of them for a
nice little profit and I can now live off the monthly interest I get the
remain shares that I still have."

"Leave it to you Miah to not only pick up a gorgeous, sweet, loving man,
but he would be rich on top of all of it."  Gina said with a laugh.

"I don't care about the money B."  I said to him very seriously.  "I don't
care if you have a hundred thousand dollars or ten cents.  I love you no
matter what."

He pulled me over into his lap and gave me a fucking huge hug.

"I know Miah.  And that's one of the reasons why I love you so much."

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"Miah you better fucking talk to him tonight or I am going to kick your
fucking ass bitch!"  Gina yelled over to me.

We were having a busy ass night at work this evening.  The music was
pounding so hard through the club I though for sure I was going to be deaf
the next day.

"Gina I told you I am fucking pissed off, and I will talk to him when I am
good and fucking ready."

I stalked off and went on break leaving her and Gen to tend the busy bar.

I walked into the employees lounge and plopped down on the couch to smoke a
cigarette.

The last few months had been really wonderful.  Bailey and I had a lot of
late night talks and caught each other up on everything that had happened
in the missing years.  I would go through it with all of you, but it
honestly was just your everyday shit.  He and I seemed to get closer and
closer as the days went by.  And he fit right in with Gina as well.  We
soon became a very close-knit group of friends.  Everything was going so
smooth I knew it was just a matter of time before we hit our first bump in
the road.  And with the luck I had, we had hit two bumps at the same time.

Bailey had stopped in the club to hang out and have some drinks and tease
us while we worked.  We were actually having a really great time until one
of the last people on earth I ever wanted to see walked up to the bar.
Jeff.  BUMP.  Of course though my life couldn't be as simple as that.  Jeff
had showed up with his new boy toy, Josh.  BUMP BUMP.  Gina graciously
served them both, and before Bailey even had a chance to move Gina had
dumped a whole pitcher a beer over both of them.  Gina called one of the
bouncers over, whispered something to him, and got them both tossed out of
the bar.  They each got a warning to never come back.

I thought everything was fine after that.  But I was wrong.  Bailey and I
ended up getting into a fight that night.

"Honey, I think you should really consider leaving that job."  Bailey had
said later that evening.  "I don't want you to have to go through a
situation like that ever again."

"It's not a big deal B and besides I love my job.  You can't love every
aspect of your job, but I enjoy mine a lot."

He reached out and pulled me up against him.

"I know Miah.  I just worry about you.  Besides I have enough money that I
can support both of us.  You wouldn't have to worry about working ever
again."

"You are not going to be my sugar daddy Bailey."  I said with a giggle.

"God damn it Miah.  I am not joking around. Does everything have to be a
fucking joke with you?"  He didn't exactly yell, but I could hear the anger
building in his voice.

"No it doesn't Bailey," I started out slowly trying to remain calm.  "But I
am going to start taking this conversation as one just so I don't start
getting upset."

I tried to step back to go to the bathroom, but his arms still held me.

"Miah I am tired of all those guys at the bar making passes at you and
hitting on you.  You are mine baby, and I don't like seeing them drooling
all over you."

His voice was back to its normal tone, but I could still tell he was worked
up.  I tried not to roll my eyes as he said this, but it didn't work.  We
had been over this conversation time and time again.  At first his
possessiveness was cute in a way, but we had been over this so many times
now I couldn't stand it.

"For the last time Bailey you really need to get over this.  I am yours and
yours alone, but I work at a bar.  People are going to joke around and even
flirt with me.  But that's what a good bartender does.  I am not going home
with anyone, and I even give them back their phone numbers if they try and
slip them to me.  I make it clear to them I am not single."  My voice
started to get louder and I couldn't help it at this point.  I was upset.
"They might be able to realize that I wasn't single if you weren't so
freaked out to show me a little bit more attention when you stop in at the
club.  I can understand you don't want to make out in front of everyone
Bailey.  Neither do I, but a quick kiss or me holding your hand for a
second, or even hugging you or leaning up against you when I sit with you
on my breaks isn't such a horrible thing to do."

Things were really started to go downhill from this point on.  We had
talked about this shit before, but never really resolved any of it.  And
now it seemed we were about to have our first fight, and I was not looking
forward to it at all.

"Miah I don't see the need for fucking everyone to know that we are
together."

"Well that is why I get hit on so much because fucking everyone thinks I am
single.  Why are you so fucking afraid to let me even be near you when
we're out anywhere?"

"Look Miah I just don't feel the need to be harassed by assholes just
because they don't agree with who we are.  Is that such a bad thing?"

"No Bailey it's not, but you can't bitch about the people making passes at
me in a GAY bar when my boyfriend acts like we are just best friends
instead of lovers."

"Miah I shouldn't have to tell everyone we're going steady.  This isn't
high school."

My eyes flared and I couldn't help the words that came rushing out of my
mouth.

"Then quit acting like I'm the school slut about to run off with the first
guy that shows any interest in me."

"Then quit acting like it."

I was rendered speechless so fast you would have thought that man had hit
me.  I could see on his face that he regretted it the moment it came out of
his mouth, but that still didn't ease the pain that it caused.  "I have
never acted like a slut Bailey Masters."  My voice was ice cold and my eyes
burned into his.  "Since we have been together I have thought of NO ONE but
you.  Just because I might wear some tight shirts or leather pants at the
club, so the fuck what?  You wear the same fucking type of things there
yourself.  And you are so worried about guys slipping me their numbers or
flirting with me?  I am only behind the bar.  You're the one that is
sitting at the bar and don't think I haven't seen guys try to make the move
on you or try and slip you their number.  But you don't seem me throwing
that in your face do you?"

"Maybe that's because you just don't care."  His eyes became as hard and
cold as mine were.

I knew we were both stressed out and tired and neither one of us meant the
things that were being said, but it's difficult to be logical in the middle
of a fight.

"Or maybe it's because I trust you enough that I don't worry about it.  I'm
sorry that you think so poorly of me Bailey."

"Are you saying that I don't trust you?"

"You tell me B."

"Miah I don't want to fight with you.  We are both exhausted and we've had
a couple drinks.  I don't want this to turn into a huge battle between us.
I don't want to lose you baby."

He reached out for me, but I stepped back.

"Then stop pushing me away." I said quietly, the fight in me gone.  "If you
are so afraid of losing me, then why are you pushing me away?  Why can't
you stop being afraid of what people will think if they see us together, at
least at the club?  Everyone knows us there. You don't have to be afraid."

"I don't know if I can Miah."

I took a deep breath.

"Then I don't know how much longer I can do this Bailey."

And with that I went and slept in Gina's room for the night.  In fact that
whole situation happened two nights ago and Bailey and I haven't really
talked since.  Of course I talked to Gina about what was going on, but
eventually the unease in the apartment eventually got to her too and we
were all snipping at each other.

I let go a heavy sigh and got back up.  My break was over and I had to get
back to the bar.

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It was about a half hour later when it happened.  I was clearing beer
bottles off of some of the tables that arranged near the bar off the dance
floor.  I had just gotten up to the bar and set the bottles down when all
the lights went off and the music stopped.  It was an eerie moment; to be
standing at the bar of a very crowded club and to be surround by complete
darkness and quiet.  I heard one of the spotlights click on above the dance
floor and I spun around.  A person slowly stepped into the solitary light
that shined in the club.  It was Bailey?!  What the fuck is he doing???

"Hey everyone.  I am sorry to I had to pause the partying for a second, but
there is something I really need to do."  He had a microphone in his hand
so he could be heard over the murmuring of the people in the club.  I
looked over my shoulder at Gina who was now standing by me.  She had a grin
on her face and was nodding her head towards Bailey.  I looked back at him.
His face was scanning the crowd until he saw him in the darkness.

"Hello Miah."

Everyone turned to look at me and I couldn't help the blush that was
creeping up over my face.  Oh Lord what is that boy doing?

"Everyone I would like you to meet Miah," He said as he pointed to me.
"Miah this is everyone."

A few people in the crowd giggled.

"Miah is my boyfriend, and he's the love of my life.  My soul mate.  And I
fucked up pretty bad the other day and I had to find a way to make it up to
him.  So if y'all don't mind giving me a minute.  I would like to do that
now."  My eyes filled with tears as his gaze locked onto me.  "I am sorry
for being such an ass Miah.  You complete me Mr. Maguire.  I love you
Jeremiah Summers."

The fact that he used the joke we shared that night we made love filled my
heart to bursting.   I went to take a step towards him, but the soft
haunting music that filled my ears made me stop dead in my tracks.   What
is going on?

I turned and looked at Bailey.  There is no way this man plans on singing
to me in front of the 300 hundred some people that are in this packed club
on a Saturday night.  But I was wrong and his beautiful voice filled the
club.

I wonder how I ever
Made it through a day
How did I settle for a
World in shades of grey
When you go in circles
All the scenery looks the same

Bailey started to walk towards me and he didn't stop until he was he was
within a few inches from me.  His hand reached up and he caressed my check,
and he rubbed his thumb over my lips.

And you don't know why
Then I looked into your eyes
Where the road stretched out
In front of me
And I realized

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone
To make me feel alive
But then again
I wasn't really living
I never lived before your love

I couldn't breath.  I couldn't even believe that he would ever do anything
like this.  I mean sure he sang to me at the karaoke bar, but no one there
realized that.  Here he had a huge captive audience that was watching our
every move.  I couldn't stop the tears that started to roll down my face,
and I could see tears were building up inside of his as well.

I wanted more than
Just an ordinary life
All of my dreams
Seemed like castles in the sky
I stand before you
And my heart is in
Your hands

He used his free hand to grab my right one and placed it directly on his
chest over his heart.  He laid his hand on top of mine and laced our
fingers together.

And I don't know how
I survived without your kiss
'Cause you've given me
A reason to exist

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone
To make me feel alive
But then again
I wasn't really living
I never lived before your love

And I don't know why
Why the sun decides to shine
But you breathed your love into me
Just in time

If I didn't feel like I was in the middle of a scene from a movie, then I
did as he started into the final chorus.  A group of people somewhere in
the club had begun to sing the back up vocals to the song that is normally
sung by a chorus on the actual music track.  I am sure that there are some
people that would find this whole situation I was in to be pretty corny,
but I certainly didn't.  I never expected anyone to love me enough to go
through what this sweet man was doing for me right now.  He was running the
risk of embarrassing himself in front of everyone just to show me how much
he truly loved me.  I was so lucky to have someone that loved me so much.

I never lived before your love
I never felt before your touch
I never needed anyone
To make me feel alive
But then again
I wasn't really living
I never lived before your love***

As his voice faded away with music absolute silence filled the club.
Bailey looked deep into my eyes.  Tears were still streaming down my face.
They were definitely tears of joy.

"Miah..."

"Shut up...just shut up."  My voice caught for a moment as I interrupted
him.  If he could make reference to our first night together then so could
I.  "You had me at hello...you had me at hello."

His face lit up in the smile that I've always loved and his lips came crashing down on mine.   I was so swept up in that kiss I never even heard the crowds' cheer for us or the music start up again.   Bailey and I were fine.  Shit we were better than fine.  We were still in love.

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***  Before Your Love - Performed by Kelly Clarkson, from her debut album
Thankful.  (Desmond Child, Cathy Dennis, Gary Burr)

(c) DESMUNDO MUSIC/Deston Songs (ASCAP)/EMI Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Brrr
Songs/Deston Songs (ASCAP)

If you haven't bought Kelly's new album you really need to!! It fucking
rocks!!!

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That is it for chapter six everyone!!  I really hoped everyone enjoyed this
chapter and I am really sorry that it took some time to get this chapter
ready.  I hope you enjoyed it and I hope you continue to enjoy the use of
music that keeps popping up in this story.  I really love music and I hope
that it has been able to add some dimension to the story.   As always I
would love any feedback or thoughts y'all have about the story.  You can
send it directly to Gryffindor6698@aol.com or you can check out the yahoo
group that is now up and running for the story at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/City-Of-Dreams.  Thank you again to Sara for
her idea of starting the group!  You are so wonderful. And if you email
directly please remember to mention the story in the subject line.  Until
next time everyone!!!!


Michael

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