Date: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 21:49:11 -0400
From: Mike Yonge <myonge1@hotmail.com>
Subject: The CandyStriper

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The Candy Striper


As in my other stories in this series, I have wondered what would have
happened to me had I taken a certain action.  Looking back I wonder how my
life would have turned out if I had responded differently to the
opportunities that came my way.  Would I have married and had the children
we did or would I have followed a route that would have led me into a more
normal mainstream type of gay lifestyle, keeping in mind that I grew up in
the sixties in and around Montreal Quebec.

In retrospect I think I knew that my interests were to men/boys.  I knew in
my heart of hearts that I was gay.  I looked at guys and I found myself
admiring many of my fellow high school male students... from afar, but with
great interest ( I remember one lad, who was I believe a year after me.  He
had jet black hair and these intense blue eyes.  He was certainly the
subject of my imaginings).  My evangelical background however had taught me
that homosexuality was evil and a 'choice' I must not make for my life.
The thing was that while I had a 'girl friend ' from the church I attended,
I was never sexually attracted to her or any other girl.  Oddly enough I
found that a relief because sex before marriage or anything like that, even
kissing was taboo.  Masturbation was considered an abominable sin.  For
many years I associated masturbation with being gay, feeling intense guilt
whenever I found I could no longer fight off the urges to do it.  So it was
to my mind good that I was not sexually aroused by my girlfriend, but very
disturbing that some guys would have me spring an erection just thinking
about them.  Yeah, I know I was so screwed up.  Sometimes I wish that I had
had better information available to me back then, or that I had come across
a man to show me.  But as it was I didn't and there wasn't

I know that I have written two other stories that deal with me and
orderlies at another hospital in Montreal.  This is another story about a
different opportunity that would have taken me into that environment.  It
was an opportunity that in real life I did not avail myself of though it
was offered me.  I have changed history to allow me to take that
opportunity.

When I was about 17 in high school I was a bit of a geek and at the least
somewhat socially awkward.  I was a loner.  I did have friends but if truth
be told I preferred to be alone.

I was also shy and a fearful lad.  I was always afraid to try new things.
To some extent that is still true today.  I really have to talk myself into
trying things that I have never done before.  It was even worse back then.

Well an opportunity came up for high school students my age to do volunteer
work in hospitals.  "Candystripers".  They were named that because their
uniform included a shirt with white and red stripes.  I don't know what
made me interested but I decided to apply.

Now at that time it was mostly girls that did this but the organisation was
also starting to take young men.  Not a lot of boys applied as I found out
because there only a handful of us in a crowd of girls at the information
session.  Of that a couple of the guys dropped out.  Well for once I
decided to stick it out.  And after the short training session I was
assigned to the Reddy Memorial Hospital in Montreal.

Normally Candystripers were put under the mentorship of a nurse.  But since
I was a boy and actually the only volunteer of the group to go to this
hospital I was 'given' to one of the orderlies there, to help him.  I
gathered from my reception the first day he was not overly impressed having
to have some kid tagging alone with him all day.  However he didn't express
those opinions to me personally.  He was quite friendly when we met.

It was actually one of the nurses in admitting, where I had been told to
report, that made it her task to make sure that I knew he and they did not
want me there.  I felt butterflies in my stomach as I saw this tall,
solidly built man in an orderly uniform coming down the hall.  Butterflies
because of what the nurse had said and also because I was already attracted
to the man.  (Of course at that time almost any man that was even remotely
attractive, caught my hormone ravaged eyes)

"You must be Mike."  He said as he walked up with a big smile on his face.
I took his proffered hand and he shook it gripping my upper arm with his
free hand.  "It is great to meet you, I'm Robert, you'll be helping me out
for the next couple months I understand."

"Uh yeah" was all I could manage.  I glanced over at the nurse who was
standing there behind the desk, her arms crossed and looking like thunder.
Robert glanced as well.  "Hi Mabel" he greeted her but she didn't crack a
smile or say anything.

As he led me away, he said t me in a stage whisper. "Don't mind Mabel,
she's not happy unless she's miserable" He laughed and put a hand on my
shoulder.  We went down to the basement of the hospital first, to get my
uniform in the Staff locker room.

 As I changed he stood there and watched.

"Good heavens!"  he exclaimed as I took my shirt off.  "Are you sick or
something?  You are so skinny!" He stepped forward and put both hands on my
torso, gently moving up and down it.  I felt electric jolts go right down
to my groin as he did, especially as his thumbs passed over my nipples.

I know I blushed.  I was quite thin at the time.  Not that I was ill or
anything, and I certainly enjoyed food.  I was just thin.  "I...I
well... I'm just thin"

"Man you gotta get some meat on you."

He watched as I stripped down to my briefs. My cock was still at least
semi-hard from his examination of my body

 "Uh huh" he said softly with a smile, but nothing else.  I put on the
pants of the uniform.

I noticed that Robert seemed to be with me at least very "hands on" right
from the first.  It seemed with every opportunity, if guiding me into a
room or an elevator he was there with his hand on my back.  To if he was
making a point or just talking to me he would touch my arm or put a hand on
my shoulder.  If he told a joke , or was kidding me about something he
would pull me into to a one armed hug, laughing as he did. I loved it, but
it was also kind of distressing.  Why did I love it?  What was wrong with
me?

Anyway, I was to work Friday nights, Saturdays and Sunday afternoons and
evenings.  The first couple days were eye openers for me, as with any new
job I guess.  While Robert worked all over the hospital his main duties
involved any young men that were too old for the Children's hospital but
still rather young (the cut off age there was 16).  So he got all the kids
my age to about 19.

After I got into my uniform, we went back upstairs to start work.  The
first night fortunately , was pretty light.  I just followed him around and
helped with some clean ups and just general work that were called to.
Because he was the only male staff member on the floor, male nurses were
almost unheard of, he was called to administer bedpans and those handy
little pots to pee into, for a couple teenage guys that were in.

The next day was much of the same except that I attended to him as he gave
a couple sponge baths again to these young lads.  I know that I was
chubbing up as I watched Robert washing them down.  I tried not to look but
it was hard not to be drawn to Robert holding the kid's cock and washing
around his genitals.  One of the lads actually sprung a hardon, much to his
embarrassment.  Robert just pretended as though nothing was wrong.

The other thing that happened later on the shift was a massive clean up
when one of the patients we were attending to suddenly vomited all over the
place.  I caught some of it on my pants.  We of course had to clean it up
including the man and his bed.

It was all I could do not to throw-up myself.  But we got everything
cleaned up and ourselves for the most part too.  At the end of the shift
though Robert insisted that we take a shower.  "You can't go home on the
bus smelling like puke Mike" he then added.  "You should actually have a
spare change of clothes in the locker here in case this happens... as you
see it does... than you don't have to worry about going home in dirty
clothes... you shouldn't anyway, all kinds of infections and diseases you
don't want to bring home with you."

With that he stripped down and when I hesitated he gave me a look that said
"get a move on!"  So I stripped down too.,

Robert was not what you might call a model or a movie star in looks but he
was not a bad looking guy.  He was solidly built, nicely muscular.  He had
this gorgeous hairy chest, not heavily haired but nice.  The hair was heavy
between his nipples.  His belly was lighter and then just below his belly
button it picked up again in a 'line' to fill out around his cock, which
was not huge but big enough.

I was a little nervous but figured "okay just like at gym in school."  So I
tried not to look and stripped down.  He was already in the shower when I
joined him.  The men's shower was one of those open rooms with several
showerheads along the wall.

Robert was facing me when I came in and I almost sprang to full mast when I
saw him.  He was almost totally aroused himself and smiling at me.  He
passed me some soap but said nothing.  His body looked so sexy all soaped
up.  By the time I was washing myself I was pretty aroused too and he
noticed.

Hm " he said "You may be thin but that is one muscle that seems plenty
strong and big."

I know I was beet red.  I didn't know here to look.

He laughed.  "Fuck Mike nothing to be embarrassed about .  It is a fine
looking piece of equipment.  You must keep your girl-friend pretty happy"

That made me more distressed.  "I well ... we... I , we haven't done
anything"

"your kidding me right?"

"No, you see our church..."

He shook his head in disgust. Nothing more was said that night.

We dried off and got dressed in our street clothes and left for home.  On
the street he made sure I had bus fare to get home.  As I turned to leave
he added "Listen Mike, I'm sorry about in the shower, what you believe is
your business but ... well ... ok I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah Robert .. .thank you .  I enjoy working with you"

I don't know why I added the last sentence but I did and he smiled.

As he walked away and I turned to go the Metro station, a thought flashed
across my mind.  "Why did you tell him you had a girlfriend?  Why didn't
you tell him you want to have him" it was a split second thing.  You know
how thoughts just flit across our minds. They actually take up less than a
second to be there, but often they stay with us forever.

I was so shocked by the thought I stopped in mid stride.  I looked back but
Robert was already gone.  "What on earth kind of thought was that? " I
wondered.  I spent the entire trip home on the Metro and a bus, pondering
this.  The thing was, it was true.  I did want him.  It scared the hell out
of me... or in my case, into me.  This was so wrong!  This could not be but
every time I went back to the thought, I knew it was right.

That night in true evangelical Christian fashion I begged for forgiveness
for the thoughts I was having, and for faith to 'overcome'.  Truth be told
though, even as I was praying the words, I knew I was trying to figure out
how I could talk to Robert about this and I also knew I was looking forward
to another shower with Robert.

Church the next morning was not an easy affair.  Some of my friends, and
the Pastor were not happy that I would be missing Young Peoples and the
Evening service that night and apparently the next couple months.  You have
to understand that every action in the church at that time was under the
strictest scrutiny for adherence to the Bible.  So a verse like "Forsake
not the assembly of yourselves together", was taken to mean that if you
missed a meeting of the church you were in violation of that verse and of
course what did that say about your "Christian walk"?  Clearly this was not
a good situation and they felt I should find a way to get out of it.

My parents who were not of this particular church (don't ask, long story)
quite approved of the experience and I knew I had their support.  Anyway I
was not going to miss another eight hours with Robert.

I just made it to the hospital in time, coming from church.  Robert was
waiting for me at the front desk.  I had my shirt but my mother hadn't been
able to wash my pants so I kept my 'Sunday pants' on for the shift. (It was
a different time, we had clothes that were kept for church or special
occasions back then).  I also had a change of clothes to keep in my locker.

Robert went down with me to the locker room and watched as I changed.  He
chatted lightly about what was on the agenda for the shift.  Nothing was
said about the previous evening.

The shift went well.  Robert and I seemed to get along well together.  He
had a good sense of humour and I found that I enjoyed his humour.

We gave a sponge bath to the two guys that were in the night before.
Robert had me wash their faces and upper torso, and arms.  "You should
learn how to do this." Was his explanation.  Then as he washed the groin
area he explained how that was done.  The one poor kid, like the night
before sprang a major boner.  This time Robert just said "It's ok all guys
do that, I'm mean I'm playing with your penis, it reacts to the stimulation
is all" He didn't tell the kid that the other lad we washed in another room
didn't respond at all.  But it seemed to relax the lad a bit.  Nice cock
though... I was glad I had my pants and briefs on because I was achingly
hard.

Robert was a great teacher and he went out of his way to let me in on all
aspects of his job; the good the bad and the ugly.  If he had any problems
with the previous night he didn't let on.

I tend to make attachments to people, I make friends easily.  With my
random thoughts the night before, and Robert's easy going pleasant
personality I found myself in a full blown, no doubt, one way, infatuation
with the man.  I was completely smitten with him.  I did manage to keep it
under control but I sure loved being with him.  I wished rather than
expected the feelings to be mutual.

There were a couple other guys in the locker room when we went down at the
end of the shift.  One was a guy from housekeeping, who greeted Robert.
The other was a Doctor who completely ignored us all.  Anyway we took our
showers.  Man! Robert looked so good all lathered up.  I couldn't help look
at him, casting furtive glances his way.  I think he was looking at me too.
But nothing was said.  I didn't have a lot of time anyway because it was
late and had to catch the bus.  It was the only thing my mother didn't like
about the late shifts.  I got home late... often after they locked the door
at night.

We parted on the sidewalk outside the hospital.  "So you think you like
this?"  he asked.

"Yeah I really like it Robert, I enjoy working with you... see you next
Friday night?"

He gave me a warm smile, that went right through me to my core.  "You bet
man!"  he turned and left and I did too.

The next week seemed to be endless. I thought Friday would never come.
Wednesday night prayer meeting was a bit of trial as the Pastor again
suggested that I should bow out of the Sunday shift.  I was actually torn
between not missing a moment with Robert and was I being a sinner missing
Sunday night church... was I being a sinner thinking about Robert and
blowing off church for him.  I suspected within myself the latter had some
truth in it.  I was also starting to get my back up with the Pastor and his
badgering... which was probably a sin as well.

Friday came and as soon as school was out I was running for the bus.  I had
about 45 minutes to get to the hospital.  (Not possible from my house but
the School was closer than my home.)

Robert was waiting for me as I arrived.  He greeted me probably a little
more enthusiastically than I expected but it was nice.  "I wasn't sure if
you would come."  He said as we walked to the elevators.

I looked at him a little surprised.  "Yeah I was coming"

He smiled.  "the last couple kids that have been on the program didn't last
the first weekend"

"Oh... Well I enjoyed last weekend and ... I enjoy working with you, I
couldn't wait to get here this afternoon."

He grinned at me... "That's good! "  We got to the locker room and I got
changed.  As I did he chatted.  "So how long does it take you to get home
at night?"

"Uh about an hour I guess."

"You live on the South Shore right?"

"Yeah, St Hubert"

"Well I was thinking this week how we could make that easier for you,
because you have to make it back again on Saturday mornings... So I was
wondering what about if you stayed with me, at my place on Friday nights, I
live just a block away on Dorchester.  That would save you two hours of
travel and inconvenience."

I felt me cock actually jump in my briefs.  "Well I... I don't know .... I
don't think that Mum would appr... agree to that... I would have to ask
her."

He nodded as he seemed to think that through.  "Well what if I called her
and put the idea to her."

"Well maybe... she might..."

"What about your dad?"

I smiled... "I don't think he would be as worried about it"

"Well how about I call your Mum then."

He turned and I was gone... over his shoulder he called "Meet me up on
Medicine"

I finished dressing and headed up to the third floor.  A few minutes later
he arrived with a huge grin on his face.  "Ok that's done... You mother
wants you to call, but she said it was ok."

"Really?!"

"Yeah.. it was a bit of a tough sell but she went for it"

I know I was well not blushing but more glowing.  I found myself almost
short of breath.

I called Mum during our supper break.  (The hospital allowed me one meal a
shift and coffee at the breaks)

Mum was of course worried.  "he is a good man Mum, I'll be alright, I'll
see you tomorrow after work"

"Everything ok?"  Asked Robert when I returned from the pay phones.  (There
were no cell phones back then )

"Yeap... she's just worried is all"

"A good mother"

As we left the Cafeteria a couple minutes later he again put his arm over
my shoulder for a moment .  "I'm glad we worked this out Mike.  I think we
are good together don't you think?"

I looked into his eyes "Yeah .  I like working with you. I'm not afraid to
try things with you."

He looked quizzically.  "Well sometimes I try something new and if it goes
wrong, people laugh at me... or I think they are going to.  But you take
the time with me and I'm not afraid to try new things with you."

He pulled me into him "Well one of the ways you learn is by making mistakes
and learning from them.  And I think that this program is more than you
just following me around and bringing water to people.  I think you should
learn as much of the work as you can.  And I like teaching you.  You want
to learn."  He smiled and we went on to do the rest of the shift.  That
little moment though had me feeling very warm.  But it was a pleasant kind
of warm.

When the shift was over we got our showers.  Robert was more than a little
'chubbed " this time... he was at full mast and so was I.  "Hmmm " he said
"They both seemed to be quite excited... maybe about tonight?"  He laughed
lightly.

I felt my cock pulse as he said it though.  Tonight ... should I be doing
this?  I knew that ... I hoped that... I was afraid that I was heading in
to some unknown and perhaps forbidden territory" A voice I my mind told me
I should turn tail and run, another voice was saying ... "so how do you
explain it to your folks if you leave now?" The other voice came back with
"But you KNOW what is going to happen tonight!"

And as that voice shouted at me I knew but yeah I wanted it even though I
was scared shitless.

"You ok Mike?"

"Huh?"

"You kind of tranced out on me there"

"Yeah ... Yeah I'm ok" I couldn't tell him what I was thinking

We rinsed off and got dried up and dressed.  I got the change of clothes
out of the locker and we headed up to leave.

"Do you have a toothbrush with you, razor?"

I shook my head, I never even thought about that.

"Ok go wait by the front door, I'll be right back"

A few minutes later he was back with a smile.  He had a little package in
his hand.  A small tube of toothpaste , and a toothbrush" A package they
often gave to patients.  "You can use my electric razor and leave this at
my place" he said as we left the hospital.

I was actually shivering with a sense of excitement and also foreboding.
If Robert noticed he didn't say.  He just chatted about the evening and his
apartment, that I shouldn't expect too much but that the couch would be
plenty comfortable... as he had slept on it often himself.  I just
listened.  I was too afraid to speak for fear of betraying what I was
feeling.

As we came up to a brownstone apartment, we stopped.  Robert's demeanor
suddenly changed.  He turned to me and I noticed that he almost looked as
scared and nervous as I felt.  He took a deep breath and let it our slowly.

"I... Mike" he wouldn't look at me, he looked at his feet "I kinda brought
you here sort of on false pretences.  He paused "Uh ... the thing is ... it
is to save you travelling back and forth... but well... "  he finally
looked at me and smiled weakly "I like you Mike... I ... the thing is I
would like to spend ... I'm gay Mike and I want you to ... uh... Oh
Hell... I want you to go to bed with me!"  the last bit came out in a
flurry of words and with some fervor.

I was stunned.  I just stared at him, speechless.  There was an
uncomfortable silence before he started again.  "If you want to go , I
understand.  If you want to stay but nothing more than to sleep
overnight... that's good too, I won't push you to ... well I won't touch
you Mike.  Ohn fuck I'm just making such a mess of this... I'll take you to
the Metro" he turned away from the building and back down the street.

I called after him "I'd like to stay Robert"

He stopped and his head spun back to look at me.  He turned but didn't
move.  "You would?"

I nodded.  "I'm scared Robert, I don't know what this is all about but I'd
like to stay."

He slowly came back to where I was still standing.

"I like you too Robert."  I said haltingly .  Now it was my turn to look at
my feet.  "Everything tells me this is wrong but I know that I like you in
a way that is more than friendship... and I know that it is so fast... I
don't even really know you but..." I rambled on.  Looked up at him.

He smiled tenderly at me.  He raised a hand to my cheek and gently drew the
back of his finger down it. He nodded and we went up the steps to the door.

When he closed the apartment door behind us a few minutes later I was
shaking.  "I'm really scared Robert...  the church... my family... my
friends... "I'm really scared but I really want to be her with you."

He took me in his arms and held me close, kissing my cheek "It'll be ok
Mike.  We both want this."

He looked me in the face and then gave me my first kiss, gently bringing
his lips to mine.  I felt my knees go.  My first thoughts were that this
was so perfect, so right to be in his arms to be kissed by this man.  I
could not imagine anywhere else I wanted or needed to be.  I moaned
slightly as he held me.  I yielded my mouth to his tongue as it licked at
my lips.

When he finally broke off the kiss.  He said softly to me "are you still
scared Mike?"

I nodded "Yeah but I am glad I'm here with you Robert" I lay my head on his
chest and he held me close.

"I am too Mike ... I am too"

He lead me into the apartment... we had been standing all this time in the
foyer by the door.

"I was going to offer you a coffee but I really don't think that either of
us are interested in that are we?"  Robert said with a smile as he led me
into the apartment

I chuckled nervously.  "Yeah..."

As we entered the living room he pointed to the couch.  "Take a good look,
you might have to describe it to your Mom... that is where she thinks
you're going to be sleeping tonight."  He grinned at me.

I laughed this time.  We kissed again and he took me by the hand to his
bedroom.  "I want you Mike... I wanted you last Friday when we first met."

I swallowed.  "I know I want to do this Robert and I want to be here with
you but I don't know what to do, I'm still scared.  "  I threw my arms
around him and held myself close to him my head on his chest.  I felt his
arms enfolding me into him.  "I'll take care of you Mike.  We'll take it
slow, you are safe with me"

I was still apprehensive but I felt a peace come over me in his arms.  This
was where I belonged.  I could feel myself calming down.  He had us lay
down on the bed still clothed.  We lay with my head on his chest as he
gently caressed me.  I don't know when or how but at some point my shirt
was open and he was gently massaging my chest and belly.  I was feeling so
good...  I felt his hand brushing over the front of my pants, feeling the
pressure of his hand on my hard cock.

I moaned softly.  "Oh Robert I want you to..."

 I wasn't sure what I wanted him to do... at least not the words to express
it but it was enough for him to understand what I wanted.

He sat up.  Kneeling beside me on the bed, undid my belt .. the clasp on my
pants and then the zipper.  I looked into his eyes as I felt his fingers
went under the waistband of both my pants and my briefs.  I lifted my hips
and allowed him to pull then both down exposing myself to my lover.

What I felt next I don't think can appropriately be expressed in
words... Robert looked at me and smile.. then without a word he leaned
forward .  I watched as my precum oozing cock disappeared into his mouth.
As the warmth of his tongue and mouth enveloped my cock fireworks exploded
in my head, as I say words cannot properly express what I felt.  I know my
hips bucked up and I grabbed his head with a deep heavy groan.  Something
like "Ahhhhnnnn Robert!"

It was no more than seconds before I was overwhelmed by the most incredible
orgasm I have ever had.  My whole body was in motion.  My legs were trying
to hold him.  I had now curled up my torso so that I was hugging his head.
As he continued to drink my virgin cum.  When it finally subsided I
collapse back on the bed bathed in sweat.  Robert looked up at me with a
tender loving smile.  He came and lay beside me again.  We kissed and I
tasted the remnants of my cum in his mouth.

"That was amazing Robert... I didn't know that anything could feel so good"
I paused "thank you"

We lay there quiet for several minutes before I spoke again.  "Could you
teach me how to do that Robert?"  I said softly

Robert smiled.  He got up and stripped and got back in to bed with me.  We
held each other again kissing deeply for several minutes.  I was completely
hard again but this time I wanted Robert in my mouth.  He instructed me to
get between his legs.  "Now wet your lips Mike... really wet and sort of
bring them over your teeth, so that your teeth don't touch my cock... then
just let it slide into your mouth.

I did as he instructed but hesitated .  I looked at him.  He smiled and I
bent down and let his beautiful cock enter my mouth.  I tell you I can
still remember the exquisite taste and texture of his penis.  The heat on
my tongue, as if it was there right now.  I was hooked from that first
instance.  It was a sense of this is so right.  With Robert it was like
this was where I was meant to be, this is what I am meant to do.  It was
amazing.  (author's note: It is difficult to explain the sense "of this
feels so right... this is where I am supposed to be" I have never felt this
way with my wife.  Yes it was good to be with her... but with a man it has
always been that sense of "this is where I belong.. in the arms of a man"
and that is what I am trying to portray...  very poorly).

I felt Robert's hands on my head he was softly moaning "Ohhnnn yeah Mike,
that's it man"

I slowly started to bob up and down on his magnificent cock as he had down
on mine.  It felt so good.  Like me he didn't last very long.  It was maybe
a minute when I felt him tense up and heard him warn me that he was about
to cum.  I made the split second decision that I would eat his cum... and a
split second was all that I had before my mouth was flooded with his sperm.
I almost came again myself as I felt the muscles in his cock pulsing on my
tongue.  It was so erotic.  I swallowed as fast as I could.  I still lost
some around the corners of my mouth.  Robert had my head firmly in his
hands holding me to his cock.  I was not about to let it go in any case.
It belonged in my mouth.

When he finally came down I lay down on top of him and he held each other
close kissing for some time.  We finally pulled the covers back and
continued to love each other under the warmth of the covers and eventually
fell asleep in each other's arms.  A first time I will never forget.

We made love again then next morning in the shower giving each other a
healthy protein breakfast.

For the rest of my contract I stayed with Robert every Friday night.  We
would make love well in to the night.  What a wonderful man he was.

After the contract was over we kind of lost contact with each other.  I
would sometimes come in to the city with my Dad when he worked on the
weekend and I would have lunch with Robert.  But we both knew that it was
over ....  The last time I saw him, I went in on one of his days off.  We
spent a very nice afternoon together, making love one last time.  I had
come to tell him that I was going away to university in a few days.

As he walked me to the metro station I said with tears in my eyes "I know
this is good bye Robert, but you will always be my first love and I will
always love you.  I kissed him right there on the street, eliciting a curse
from a passerby.  But I didn't care ,and Robert just wrapped his arms
around me and received my kiss.

"I will always have a special place in my heart for you too my dear, dear
Mike" he replied.  He turned and walked away.  I waited till he was out of
sight and went home.  It was the last time I ever saw him.