It Ain’t Tiffany’s

Part 2

I have amazingly vivid dreams. So vivid in fact its like they are real. It starts out with the ending of today and it goes through the years and I see Dee graduating from her classes and starting in on her real desire social work. I watch as the kids Kenny and Jenny grow up into fine young people. Jenny is drawing and painting constantly. I am thrilled when she is accepted at OSU on a full art scholarship. Kenny is starting his own little construction company when he gets out of high school. He is going to college so he can understand the business side better. Dee is of course thrilled her kids are doing so well, She has started her career as a social worker. She is helping abused children come to terms that it isn't their fault. I wake up with the sun shining and a little girl on my chest staring at me.

“Good morning Mr Jones.” Jenny says.

“Good morning Jenny. Wheres your brother?”
“I'm right here.” He says walking in and climbing up on the bed.

I wrap an arm around him and one around Jenny.

“So what do I owe this great pleasure waking up to you two this morning?” I ask.

“Well we gots a while before we gots to go to school and we wanted to see you.” Jenny answers for them.
“Well it is a nice surprise.” I say smiling. “It feels kind of nice cuddling when you first wake up.”
“Yeah.” Kenny says.

“But, I got to pee really bad.” I say.

Jenny slides off of me and I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. My cock at full mast because I have to pee so bad. I try to hide it from them but, well its kind of hard. No pun intended. OK maybe so. I head to the bathroom and relieve myself and my cock goes back to its normal sleeping state. I walk back in and start to put on my sleeping pants I laid next to the bed last night.

“You gots a big tally.” Kenny says.

“Bigger then any I seen.” Jenny says.

“Well I don't think you've probably seen too many.” I say to her.

“I seen Kenny's a lot.” She says.

“Well Kenny is a little boy yet and his probably isn't very big yet.”
I say to her.

“I got a big one.” He says proudly.

“I am sure you do.” I say just brushing it off.

“No I do.” He says.

“I believe you buddy.”
He pulls down his pants and shows it to me.

“See." he says.
I look at it and its probably two inches soft uncircumcised.

“Wow I guess you do got a big one for a boy.”
“It gets bigger.” He says.

“I'm sure it does.”
“No really.” He says and starts to stroke it. Its hard in a second and its got to be four inches and as thick as a crayola marker.

“Damn Kenny you got a great big cock.” I say amazed. “Now put it away before your mom thinks I'm doing something bad to you.”
“Nah he always showing it off. Hes proud of his big tally.” Jenny says.

“Biggest one in my class.” he says bragging. “You want to touch it Mr Jones. You can if you want. Mamma says you likes boys.”
“Yes I do. But, not as young as you.” I say very tempted to take him up on his offer. It is definitely an inviting piece to play with. Hell my “victim” was twelve and his pecker wasn't that big. I really do want to play with it. But, I know I better not. He pulls his pants back up after a few tugs on it.

“I put it in Jenny's friend one day.” He says.

“She liked it and so did I.”
“That's nice. You guys hungry?”
“Yes sir.” They both say. Me trying to just change the subject because even though he is younger then what I like I am definitely intrigued by his massive little boy cock. It looks so huge on his little body. I slip on a t shirt and we all head down stairs. I can see Kenny still has wood and it gives me a semi thinking about it. Once we get downstairs I get out some pancake mix and add the ingredients to it. I turn on the burner and wait for the skillet to get warmed up. I put out some plates, butter and syrup. I pour them both a couple of glasses of milk. I grab some heat and serve sausage links from the freezer and put them in the microwave. I pour batter for two in the skillet and when they are ready I flip them. Once they are done I put one on each child's plate add some sausage as its done now and they get to work on it. I add batter for two more and when they are done with the pancake I had given them already I put another one on their plates along with two more sausage links. I make two more but, they decide they are pretty full. I hear a knock on the front door. “Jenny why don't you go see who that is.” I say to her.

A moment later she comes back her mom following her.

“You always be feeding my kids.”
“Why not kids get hungry and I figure I'm going to eat may as well make enough for all of us. You hungry?”
She doesn't say anything. I just flip two pancakes on a plate that are done and add some sausage. I pour her a cup of coffee I started when I started the pancakes. I put two more pancakes in the skillet while she starts eating.

“Mamma Kenny showed Mr Jones his tally.”
“He shows it to everybody.” She says.

“Mr Jones said to put it away before you thought he was trying to do something with Kenny.” Jenny says.

“If Mr Jones did something with Kenny it wouldn't be nothing he didn't want.” She says. “Mr Jones I am always catching that boy with his tally whacker out with some other kids playing with it boys and girls he don't care. He just knows it feels good. I think hes gonna give me fifty grand kids.”

“Well it only seemed fair since I seen Mr Jones tally big.”
She looks at me questioning.

“They woke me up I was in bed and had to pee.”
“I told you kids to knock on his door. Not just walk in.”

“We did mamma he was sleeping.” Jenny says.

“Well maybe you shoulda let the man sleep.” She says kind of cross.

“No its OK Dee im glad that they did. I have a ton of stuff to do today. So I'm glad they woke me up so I am not sleeping my day away.”

“So long as you ain't mad Mr Jones.” She says.

“Hmm Gary.” I say.

“Sorry, Gary.” she says. “I ain't gonna lie I was kind of hoping to see you in your birthday suit again.” She says smiling a mischievous grin.

“Oh your silly.” I say to her.

“No its been a while since I seen a man naked. Its kinda nice.”
“Well I will be naked tomorrow hows that?” I say half joking.

“Aight. Something to look forward too.” She says smiling.

I just roll my eyes at her.

Once they finish with breakfast I take the plates and rinse them off and put them in the sink with last nights dinner dishes. Fuck I got a lot of dishes to do I think. We chat a little while then Dee looks at her phone and announces they better get going. I had sat back down after rinsing off the dishes and the kids come and give me a hug. I hug them back as they are in reach this time. I give them each a kiss on top of the head. Dee reaches down and hugs me too.

“Thank you Mr Jones for breakfast. Truth be told. Its near the end of the month we ain't hardly got any food left. So you really helping a lot.”

“Gary and you should have told me. I have to go to Walmart today. I can pick you some things up.”
“No sir. I cant be asking you to do that for me.’
“You didn't ask ma’am I offered. Matter of fact I don't care what you say I'm getting some stuff for you regardless of what you say.”

“Well round here its normal peoples be hungry and broke at the end of the month. Food stamps don't go as far as the government thinks they do.”

“Oh. Well I am still getting you some stuff. It wont be expensive or anything and please don't feel you need to pay me back. Its just a friend helping a friend.”
“Yeah we are getting to be friends ain't we?”
“I think so.” I say smiling. “I explained to Jenny last night that shes my friend now. Shes like your the babysitter and then she realized I can be both.”
“Yeah shes a smart one she is.”

I walk them to the door and the kids and Dee take off to her house. She gets in the car and the kids grab their back packs off their porch and I sit on the porch and watch Dee leave, and wait until the bus picks up the kids. I see Kenny over at the bus stop talking to some girl. I see her hand go in his pants. Yeah hes a player for sure. Even at his age. I bet he has had more people touch his pecker in his short life then I have in my almost forty years. I'm kind of jealous and I kind of want to be one of them playing with his tally as he calls it. Once they get on the bus I head upstairs and cant seem to get Kenny's cock out of my mind and I lay on the bed and have a nice wank about what I would like to do with it. I know I never will, OK possibly never will. But, his mom kind of gave me permission. But, hes too young yet for me. But, the thoughts are there. If I never would have seen his cock I wouldn't be thinking about it. But, that Pandora's box has been opened. I have my cum and clean myself up and get dressed. I make sure I have my wallet and keys. I lock the house up and head to the truck. I smile at it as I walk up to it. Its a nice truck and Im very happy with it. I step back from it and I snap a picture and send it to my sister. With the caption. My new truck.

I get a ping when I'm on the way to the Menards to get the counter tops. I walk back and tell them what sizes I need. I find it cool they will custom make them for me and cut out the sink hole as well. They tell me it will be about an hour until its done. So I head over to the Walmart and I pick up some groceries for my house as well as some for Dee and the kids. So fucked up that the government will let kids go hungry so rich people don't have to pay as much in taxes. I mean really would they miss the extra few dollars to help out families that need it? I just shake my head at the thought. I look and I have only killed fifteen minutes. So I stroll through the rest of the store. I come to an arts and crafts area. I look around I see some paints and a few different sized canvases. I look and its not very expensive. I think Jenny might like these. Especially after the dream I had last night of her painting. I put a few paints and brushes in the cart and a few canvases. I look and see if I need anything special to clean the brushes with. Yes it appears so. So I get it as well. I look another half an hour. I walk and see toys. Well, it wouldn't be fair to get something for Jenny and not something for Kenny. I am walking up and down the aisles and I see the match box cars. I grab a couple I think look pretty cool. I see tracks for them. Oh my goodness. I get a bit carried away with it as I buy three different tracks. They just all look so damn cool I cant help it. I have pictures in my head how to set it up. It will be really fun I think. I look and forty five minutes have passed. Cool I think and head to pay for my items I chose. Its not too bad only $150. I got about sixty in groceries. Yeah I got carried away on the gifts. But, I know they are worth it.

I pay and put everything in the back seat of the truck. I cant help it I keep thinking of Kenny's pecker. I know I shouldn't but, I just cant help it. I get in the truck and head back to Menards and the man sees me as I walk into his department.

“We had a problem with the item you chose. I didn't have enough of the Formica to fill your order. So what I did is I upgraded you to a better quality and I did it for the same price.”
“Oh that was really nice of you. But, I will be more then happy to pay the difference.” I tell him.

“Oh no its our fault, its on us.” he says smiling.

“I really don't mind. I was thinking of going with that anyway.”
“No don't worry about it. I got a feeling you will be back.”
“As a matter of fact. I need a ladder and some paint and brushes as well.”
“See I know my customers.”
“Well I just bought a house and it needs a lot of work. So I figure while I'm here I will go ahead and get some other things I need.”
“Sure let me introduce you to the head of our paint department. He will be glad to help you out. Where are you parked at? I will go ahead and load this in your truck."

I tell him and he grabs a flat cart after he walks me over to the paint department. I talk to the man and choose a soft yellow paint and a nice white for the trim. He mixes it up and he puts it in my cart. I got fifteen gallons because between the two of us we decide that's what I need. I head out to the truck and I see the counter tops are in my truck and tied down. Damn talk about good service. I put the paint and the brushes in the back of the truck and here comes the man with my ladder. He loads it in the back and ties a flag on the end of it so people can see it. I try to tip him but he refuses. Shit in the city you tip everyone. Its normal and EXPECTED. This Midwest thing of doing something because your nice is going to take a bit of getting used to. But, I like it. I get home and its around ten o'clock. I see Mr Green on his porch when I pull into my driveway. I get out and wave at him. He waves back. I really like him I think.

I unload the groceries first. I put the things in the fridge that need to be in there. Its kind of weird having plastic bags. Seeing as how New York banned them. I guess I need to get out my reusable ones. I hate to waste shit. Especially when its those bags. I remember before the ban I had like a million of the fucking things. So its not a bad thing to ban them I think. Its also weird that they don't have a deposit on bottles. Midwest is definitely different that's for sure. But its still kind of nice. I get all the groceries unloaded and carry the ladder into the house and put it upstairs in the hallway out of the way. I should check on garage doors for my garage. Wonder how much they will cost. Be better then keeping everything in the house. Maybe next week I think. It is Friday now and I definitely have plenty to do for the weekend maybe longer. Never painted a house before. Well not the outside anyway. I lug in the paint and set it inside the door. No reason to carry it upstairs it wont be in the way. I put the kids presents in the spare bedroom for another day to surprise them. Tomorrow probably I think. I grab my new tools I got for this job and start putting the cabinet tops on. It takes me about two hours and damn if it doesn't look like a professional set them in. I did a good job I tell myself. Problem now is the old linoleum flooring looks like shit now. But I look around and think. I need to paint first. Walls and ceiling look like shit now. I think about it a minute and think I need to replace the two windows in here first. No point in painting then fucking it up when I get done and have to do it again. I measure the windows and make a note of their sizes on my phone so I will have it ready when I'm ready to start that project. Next week maybe. Its a little past twelve and I think I want a frozen pizza and pop one in the oven. I sit at the table and start looking at my savings and what I have spent so far. At this rate it wont last too damn long. I look at craigslist as I am waiting on my pizza. I see a couple of jobs I know I can do in a few hours that pay pretty good. I send in my information and before my pizza is done I get a response back and am approved for one of the jobs. I think cool. I send them my information and they send email me over the program they want fixed. I eat my pizza when its done and I head up to the room I've turned into my office. I turn on my computer and literally have the job done in a little over fifteen minutes. I decide to wait to send it to them. Because some people get a little bitter spending four hundred dollars on something that only takes me a little while to do. Some don't care. Not sure how this company is so I wait to send it. I figure tonight before bed I will send it over to them. Its funny its nearly the same issue I have seen a few times. The programmer gets in a hurry and pastes code in and misses parts of it. I just find the code I need on the internet and paste it in. Not too hard. It works great now.

I decide to start in on the outside of the house. I get the ladder and drag it downstairs. I decide yes I need garage doors and soon. Its a pain in the ass working the ladder around in the stairway. I get it outside and I grab the scraper I got and it goes pretty quickly. I have the front and both sides of the house loose paint scraped off before the kids bus gets here. I see them get off the bus and head to Mr Greens house. As I have been going I have been taking off the shutters and putting them on the porch. I remove the last shutter and let it fall to the ground from the second floor. I see Kenny and Jenny walking around the corner of the house. I'm in the back now and cant see Mr Greens porch. Both of them have a pb&j sandwich in their hands.

“Whachoo doing Mr Jones?” Kenny asks.

“Well. I'm taking all the shutters off the house So I can scrape off the loose paint and paint it. Then I'm going to hopefully find shutters that match and then I wont have to replace all of them. Then I can paint them up and make my house as pretty as what Jenny made it in the picture she drew. I decided I definletly like the yellow and got paint for it to be that color. But, decided I like white for the trim better. “
“I guess that's how we the same but, different.” Jenny says.

“Exactly princess.” I say. Which makes her smile.

I get done with the area I am working on and its done. Yay no more scraping. Its just not fun at all. I climb down and take down the ladder.

“You guys got permission from Mr Green to be over here?”
“Yes sir. He don't mind he says you a good man and he don't have to worry about us with you.” Kenny says.

I think earlier about me wanking to Kenny's cock. Maybe hes wrong I think. I carry the ladder back upstairs and put it in the hallway. Both kids following me. I go and grab myself a soda and get them one too. Should probably get them some milk. But, a soda once in a while isn't bad. Not good but not bad. We go out and sit on the porch and they have finished their sandwiches. I go back in and grab them some of the fruit by the foot things I got for them. I give them both one.

“Thank you Mr Jones. I like this a lot.” Jenny says.

“Me too. But, Mamma don't get it often she says we cant afford it all the time.” Kenny says.

“Well your moms got a lot on her plate and I know she is doing the best she can.”
“Yeah she works hard.” Jenny says.

“Yeah she do.” Kenny agrees unrolling his fruit snack, and wrapping it around his fingers as he begins to eat it. I sit down and wave Mr Green to come over. I see him get up and he walks over slowly. Once hes there he sits down.

“I seen you got new counter tops today.”
“Yes sir. I installed them this morning want to see them?”
“You bet I do.” He says smiling and getting up. We all go into my kitchen. My kitchen that sounds nice to say. Its mine no one can say hey you didn't pay get the fuck out. Its nice to own something. We get in there and Mr Green runs his fingers over the counter top and looks at the cabinets.

“That looks like a mighty fine job. You done this before ain't ya?”
“No sir I watched some videos on it on the YouTube it wasn't too hard. I learn lots of stuff that way.

“Well its fine job you did. Looks real nice.” He says.

“Thanks.”
“I done lots of cabinets over the years and it looks near as good as I would do.”
“Thanks that really means a lot.”
“Ah.” He says.

“You want a soda?”
“I wouldn't mind having one. Ain't had one in a while.”
I open the fridge and get him a cold can of lemon lime soda.
“Thank you.” He says and opens the can and takes a drink.

“Mr Jones I think your kitchen looks good now.” Kenny says.

“Yeah its definitely better. I think when I get done painting the house I'm going to replace those windows, paint and then put down a new floor. I'm thinking hardwood floors in here.” I say.

“Yeah that will look nice in here. I know a guy you should call for the flooring. He refurbishes old house and pulls lots of floors out. I bet I can get it for you on the cheap.” Mr Green says taking a sip of his soda.

“I like on the cheap.” I say smiling.

“Who don't? Onliest thing better is free.” He says chuckling, as do I.

We head back out on to the porch and sit for a while.

“Its Friday ain't it?” Mr Green asks me.

“Yes sir.”

“I was just making sure. Days kinda run together when you retire. That means Dee don't have to work her second job tonight.”
“That's good. She works so damn hard.” I say.

“Yeah she was telling me you talked her into going back to school.”
“I didn't really talk her into it. I think she wanted to just didn't see how she could. I just pointed her in the right direction on it.”
“Well she shore is happy bout it.”
“Yes she seems to be pretty pleased. Now she can see a path to making better money and not killing herself every day for it.”

“That will shore be a blessing to her and these chillin.” He says.

Today the kids switched on us and Jenny is on his lap and Kenny on mine. I kind of wish that it was not that way because I keep thinking about his huge boy cock just beneath a thin layer of material. I am worried I wont be able to stop myself and get in trouble with the law again. I certainly don't want that and for the time being that puts the thought not out of my head but in the back of it So that's a good thing.

"Mr Jones can we go watch that movie again?” Jenny asks sweetly.

“Sure princess.” I say.

Kenny hops off my lap and he starts into the house in front of me. I pull up the Little Mermaid and they sit on the couch and start watching it. Its sweet they are next to each other and holding hands. The love of a brother and sister is sweet. I remember my sister and I used to do that. When I get out on the porch and sit down I glance at my phone. I see my sister has texted me.

You got a big old red neck truck.

Is her response to the picture of my truck.

I answer back.

No I got a truck because I need a truck to help move all the stuff for my new house. I already used it twice for cabinets and stuff. Besides Kenny approves of it so there.

I get a ping back in a second.

Whose Kenny?

I respond.

Hes my neighbors son. Hes a good boy.
Be careful big bro I don't want you getting in no trouble again. She sends back.

No it ain't like that I text back. Even though it kind of is like that I think.

Just be safe.

Honey I love you worry about me. His mom is my neighbor. I already told her about my past and shes fine with her daughter and son being around me. They are really fun kids. Kenny and Jenny are their names. Jenny is really good at art. Kenny is good at keeping me on my toes. Both are really smart.

Cool just be safe bro.

Always am. I got a side job today already did it. Made $400 in fifteen minutes.

You always were smart. Well most of the time.

Shut up.

Love you she texts.

Love you too.

“Sorry Mr Green it was my sister. I had to answer her.”
“Yeah I had three of them. All three bitches. I loved them with all my heart.”
“Yep I know the feeling always nagging about something.”
“Ain't that the truth.” He says laughing.

“But, I wouldn't trade her for all the tea in China.”
“I bet you wouldn't. You got any more family?”
“No sir. Mom passed away never knew my dad.”
“Shame but you got your sister anyway.”
“Yes sir. She is a great sister and a real friend.”

“They can be that way.”we sit and talk about little things of no value just idle chit chat getting to know each other. I keep thinking I really like this man. We chat until about five when Dee's car pulls in. Me and Mr Green wave at her and she comes over. Looking just exhausted.

“Here have my seat honey you look beat." I say getting up.

“I cant take your seat.” She says.

“Dont see why not I'm already out of it and sitting on the rail.”
She smiles a tired smile.

“Honey why don't you leave the kids here and I will watch them until its time for their baths. I would offer to watch them over night but, it seems a little forward of me. Especially with my past.”

“Oh you ain't got to worry about that. I know my kids wont be in harms way around you. If anything happens I'm sure its cuz they asked you.”

“No I wont do anything like that Kenny already asked me.”

“That boy and his pecker.” Mr Green says laughing. “ I think everyone in the neighborhood has seen it and asked if they would play with it.” He says laughing.

“Yeah that's exactly what happened.” I reply laughing.

“That boy needs to learn some sort of modesty.” Dee says.

“Hell if I had a pecker like that at his age I woulda been showing it to ever body too.” Mr Green says laughing.

“Funny thing is his daddy wasn't that big.” she says smiling “But he knew how to use it for sure.” She says grinning.

We sit and we listen to the soundtrack from the Little Mermaid and hear Jenny and Kenny singing Under the Sea. Catchy song for sure.

“Mr Jones if you watch them all night I would be forever grateful.” Dee finally says.

“I would be honored too. I only got one bed in the spare bedroom is it OK if they sleep together?”
“If I know them they will be in your bed before the night is over. I never get to sleep alone. Always a pile of kids on me. Will be nice to sleep solid without getting kicked for once.” She says.

“Your making me rethink this.” I say laughing.

“Cant back out now you done agreed.” She says giggling.

“I tell you what. I got some frozen pizzas for you to make tonight for you and the kids. Why don't you go home relax and shower if you want. Come back in an hour or so and I will cook dinner for all of us. You too Mr Green.”
“Nah I cant eat pizza again. If I do it will mess up my belly something fierce. I likes it but, it don't like me.”
“I got some left over meat loaf if you prefer that.” I suggest.

“Nah I got my dinner already in the crock pot. But I do thank you.”
‘Sure thing. You are always welcome for dinner at my home sir. You too Dee for that matter. Of course the kids are always welcome.”

“You a nice man Mr Jones.” She says.

“Gary.” I say.

“Nah I likes Mr Jones. Makes me think of that song from when I was little. Mr Jones and Me.”
“Alright whatever makes you happy.”
“I am gonna go take me a shower and relax a bit. Be nice be able to shower and not be bothered with fifty questions. No you know what I gonna take me a bath. Just sit and soak a good while.”
“Now that sounds like a good plan.” I say.

She gets up and gives me a hug.

“You a God send Mr Jones. You really are.”
“Thanks but, I doubt that is the case.”
“You a blessing that's for sure,” She says and gives me a kiss on the cheek. I blush again when she does.

“I likes the way you get all red when I kiss you.” She says smiling.

She walks slowly in her tired state to her house.

“I think she likes you.” Mr Green says.

“Shes interesting that's for sure.”

“If I was about fifty years younger I would be trying my luck with her.”
“Well that's the point she's what maybe mid to late twenties. I'm pushing forty. I'm too old for her. That and as pretty as she is and I'm am kind of interested. But, shes got the wrong parts for me.”
“Ah.” He says understanding what I'm saying.

“I hope you don't think bad of me.” I say.

“Nah I been with a fella or two myself. I kinda liked it. But, in that day it was really frowned upon.”
“Really?” I say shocked and surprised.

“Yes sir. When I was a boy of about 16 I fell in love with a neighbor boy he was oh I guess about twelve or so. We did everthing two boys could do I reckon.”
“No shit?”
“Yes sir. I reckon if it would have been nowadays we would have stayed together.”
“So did you ever get married?”
“No sir. As you said they got the wrong parts.”
“No kidding?” I say absolutely shocked.

“Yes sir in the seventies I was in a jazz band and we played Chicago a lot. I went to a lot of bath houses then. You be surprised some a the things I done.”
“I'm already surprised.”
“Why cuz Im old?”
“Well no sir. Its just I didn't even remotely pick up that your well gay.”
“Most people don't. I just keep it tight to the belly round here. Black folks are funny bout gay people sometimes.”
“So I have heard.” I say keeping to myself the beating I got for getting caught with a playmate by my step dad. He wasn't having it in his house he said. I remember it to this day. After that I was a hell of a lot more careful.

“Well on that note I better get my old ass home and have my dinner.”
“Have a good evening sir.”
“You too.” He says and moseys off towards his house. I would have never guessed Mr Green was gay in a million years. Not in two million. Crazy. I sit on the porch a few more minutes and go in and turn on the stove to preheat it. I walk out to the living room and the kids are watching the Little Mermaid again I see.

“We started again is that OK?”
“Sure princess.” I say and sit down in the chair. I put my feet up on the coffee table.

“Mamma says not to do that.” Kenny says to me.

“Do what?”
“Put your feet on the coffee table. She says its nasty.”
I put my feet down. You know your probably right. Well, your mom is anyway.”
I say properly chastised by a second grader. I wait a few minutes and hear the oven beep letting me know that the oven is at temperature. I tell you I like that feature. I get up and head to the kitchen. I open two of the Tontinos frozen pizzas. I put them on a tray because now I guess your supposed to now that they are square. I don't like that. Pizza is supposed to be round. But for a buck and a quarter and kind of edible. I suppose they can make it any shape they want. I put theirs in and set the timer, and walk back out to the living room. I start to put my feet up and look at Kenny who is watching me. I put them on the floor. I'm thinking its my fucking table I put my feet anywhere I fucking want to. But, the good part of me says. Be a good example. So I listen to that side mostly when I'm around children. Which lately is a lot. Before that. Not so much. No one trusted me with their kids. They think a guy like me is the same as one that stalks kids and hunts them and rapes them and shit like that. Well, that ain't me. I'm not about hurting anyone for my own gratification. That makes me mad and those guys should be in prison. Guys like me. Well, I don't know maybe we should be. What do I know. I just know that everything I did was not only consensual. But, asked for. No wait begged for actually. I sit and watch the movie a few minutes. The timer goes off and I go and pull out their pizzas and cut them in that weird way they cut it here in squares. I figure square pizza square pieces right? I put it on plates for them and carry it out and sit it on the coffee table. I get them some milk because they had a soda earlier. Don't want to make the kids diabetic or nothing. I watch as they scoot to the floor to eat and I go back and get them some paper towels. I bring them back to hear.

“Thank you Mr Jones.”
“Yes thank you.” Kenny remembers his manners after his sister does.

Funny how boys do that. I sit down and leave the oven on and not two minutes later Dee knocks on the door. I go and let her in.

“Welcome back Dee. I just gave the kids their dinner and got the stove waiting for us.” I walk to the kitchen and she follows me. I get out a plate because she has a cigarette going. I then put our pizzas in the oven.

“Sorry I don't have any ash trays anymore.”

“I probably shouldn't be smoking in here since you don't anymore.”
“Nah I don't care.”

“Least I can do is bring an ashtray over for me to use. You want one?” She says tossing the pack on the table.

“I know I shouldn't but, fuck it.” I say and take one out and light it up. I feel the rush of the smoke hitting my lungs. I exhale blowing out a blue plume smoke.

“I so miss smoking. But, at $15 a pack for Newport's fuck all that.” I say taking another drag.

“Shit they $15 in New York. Shit I be quitting too at them prices.”
“How much are they here?”
“Like $6.”
“Holy shit. That's cheap as shit.”
“You gone start smoking again?”
“Oh hell no. It was too hard to stop last time. But I will sneak a few from you here and there. I figure once and a while buy you a pack.”
“Shit you ain't gotta do that. You feeding me and my kids all the time pay for the what two cigarettes I give you now.”

“I don't know haven't been counting. But, yeah I think its two now.”

Jenny walks out and sees me smoking.

“Mr Jones you don't smoke. Whatchoo doing?”
“I used to smoke a long time ago. I like one every now and then.”
“Smokin is bad it kills you. I beg mamma to stop but she don't listen to me.”
“Well princess.” I say to her and take a drag. Now Im feeling guilty for smoking. “Smoking isn't the easiest thing in the world to give up. If you said Mom would you stop eating carrots. I'm sure that wouldn't be a problem. But cigarettes have a drug in them...”
“Yeah nicotine and its gots lots of other really bad stuff in em too. Like stuff that causes cancer and heart problems. They ain't no good.”
“Well, you know what you are absolutely right. But, the thing is if you ask someone something and they cant do it like your mom not smoking. You cant hold that against her.”

“I know its hard but, I told her I would help.” She says exasperated.

“Its not that easy. I felt like climbing up walls and I wanted to kill someone. Didn't matter who just anyone would do. My sister helped me a lot. She would come over and give me one cigarette to calm myself and make me go outside to smoke it.”
“You got a sister Mr Jones?”
“Sure did you think I came from out from under a rock or something?”

“No you just never mentioned her before. You ain't ashamed of her is you?”
“Oh no my sister is great. Shes really smart and very beautiful.”
“You gotsa picture of her?”
“I got lots of her. Go grab my phone and I will show you.” She races off and is back in a second with my phone. I pull up my pictures and show her my sister.

“Mr Jones your sister is a sister.” She says smiling. “Look mamma.” She says holding the phone so her mom can see.

“Mr Jones that ain't your sister.” Jenny says.

“Why would I lie to you Jenny?”
“Don't know but I bet you a million dollars that ain't your sister.”
“I wish you had a million dollars.”
“Prove shes your sister.”
“Jenny stop it. Mr Jones ain't no liar. He a good man.”
“No its OK I will prove it.” I pull up my contacts it says sister. I show her what it says. I send a text and say.

To my darling loving sister. I am being called a liar because they think no one as beautiful as you can be my sister. Would you be so kind as to send me a selfie of yourself.

You are so full of shit big bro. I don't know if I should believe you but here's me and my husband. A second later a picture pops up with her and her husband sitting on the couch.

Whose calling you a liar? Do I need to come show some Ohio people what a New York ass kicking is?
No shes seven I think I can take her.

I don't know you are a pussy.

Fuck off.

Now my phone is saying what she says and im doing talk to text so Jenny hears it all.

“Yeah that be yore sister alright. No body but a sister be talkin shi… Uh stuff like that.”
“Excuse me young lady what were you going to say?”
She looks at the floor.

“I'm sorry mamma.”
“You bes be. I'll snatch you bald headed you start cussing like that. You better then all that mess.”

“Your mom is right. I probably shouldn't cuss around you anymore.”
“No its OK Mr Jones. You curse all you want. But, my daughter bes not be cursing if’n she know whats good for her.”
“Ah she don't mean nothing by it. Shes just trying to act like a grown up is all.”
“She a little girl. Little girls don't say shit like that.”
“I suppose your right. I ain't arguing about it with you. Shes your daughter you make the rules. I just make sure they listen to them. You might find this funny though. Kenny told me I shouldn't put my feet on the coffee table. He told me you say its nasty.”
She starts laughing at this.
“I done told that boy a million times not to do that. I wondered if he ever heard me.” Shes says smiling.

“I would guess yes.” I say smiling back at her.

“Go in the other room grownups is talkin.” She tells Jenny.

Jenny walks away I can tell her feelings got hurt.

Here comes Kenny a minute later.

“Mr Jones Jenny says you sister is black.” He says completing ignoring that his mother was talking to me.

“Excuse me young man I was talking here.” She says to him.

I tell you I never want to be on the other end of the look she is giving him. I'm telling you what its like a nuclear explosion going off. His hands unconsciously move to cover his behind.

“I'm sorry mamma. I was just excited I guess. I thought Jenny was lying to me. I'm sorry I wont do it again.”
She licks her teeth and stares at him.

“Yeah it will. But I let you get away with it this time. But it bes not happen again for a while.”
“No mamma it shore wont. I promise.”
“Good. Now yes Mr Jones sister is black and very pretty does that answer your question?”
“Yes Ma;am. I was wanting to see her picture is all.” He says looking at the ground his hands still covering his butt. He is kind of swaying back and forth.

“If Mr Jones show you a picture you leave us alone for a while.”
He looks up smiling.

“Yes Mamma.” He replies.

I pick up my phone and swipe my code and pull up a picture of my sister.
“She is pretty.”
“Yep that's why your sister thought she couldn't be my sister because Im so ugly.”
“Mr Jones you ain't bad.” He says.

“Good I guess not bad is just above scaring small children and making old people wince.”
Dee and Kenny laugh at this.

“Mr Jones you is looking for me to say you is handsome ain't you?” Dee says laughing.

“I don't know are you saying Im handsome?”

“I done said it yeah.” She says laughing.

“See Kenny Im handsome.” I say giving him a big Cheshire cat sized grin.

“You silly is what you is Mr Jones.” He says laughing and running out of the room.

“That boy. I tell you he is a handful at times.”
“Im sure all kids are.”
“No Jenny she real quiet. She rather be by herself drawing. She good though isn't she?”
“Hell yes she is. Don't tell her and don't be mad but, I got her some paints and brushes. I also got her a few canvases.”
“Mr Jones that's too much. I cant pay you for that.”
“I didn't ask you too. Its her passion its what she loves. I just want to encourage her is all. I figure when shes rich and famous maybe she will mention me when shes getting an award or something.”
“I bet she do win something.”
“Also I got Kenny some race track for his cars. To be honest I think I got them for me too. I think it will be a lot of fun.”
“You boys never do give up your toys do you?”
“No and why should we?”
“You got a point.”
The timer goes off. I pull out our pizzas and I cut them and slide them onto plates. I grab a soda for Dee and one for me. I sit the plates in front of us and grab the paper towels from the end of the table and put them between us.

“Youse fancy Mr Jones. A whole roll of paper towels.”

“It ain't Tiffany's.
“No it shore ain't thank the lawd. Who can afford places like that?”
“People with more money then us that's for sure.”
“Ain't that the truth.” She says slapping her leg laughing.

I didn't think it was that funny. But, maybe Mr Green is right. She does like me. I mean she is certainly gorgeous. But, I don't want that from her. I like her and would rather be her friend. But, she is sexy as can be. I have heard of women that can turn a gay man straight. Well that may be her.

We sit and eat our pizza and we tell each other silly stories about ourselves. We are laughing having a good time and becoming friends. Shes so sweet. After we get done eating I pull out the left over brownies.

“We should so be bad and eat them and not share with the kids.”
“Shoot yeah.” Shes says laughing. Just then Jenny walks in.

“Well, the jig is up huh?”
She just laughs at me and our evil plan.

“Princess why don't you get a plate for you and Kenny I was just about to get you guys some brownies.”
To this Dee starts laughing harder and calling me a liar.

I start laughing at that and Jenny is looking at us like we lost our minds. But, she does set two plates down next to me. I pull out two brownies and put them on plates for them. She walks back into the living room watching us the whole way holding the brownie plates in front of her.

“They crazy in there.” We hear her say and burst out laughing again.

“You Mr Jones are so much fun. I ain't been around a grown up I can talk to for a while.”
“Except work.”
“Nah we so busy we ain't got time to talk. Besides most of them people be bitches anyway.”

“Don't care for your coworkers then?”
“Not so much.” She says lifting her eyebrows like I do when I say that. She smiles when she says it so I know shes poking fun at me.

“Aye.” I say and roll my eyes.

“Let me do up your dishes for you to thank you for dinner. Or should I say dinners.”
“Nah I'll get it.” I say looking at the dishes that have been piling up. So lazy I am.

“I get em. I don't mind.”
She gets up and walks to my sink.

“I cant let you do them alone at least.” I say and go over to rinse.

She starts the water adds the soap and starts washing away.

“Least you rinse your dishes. Better then most men.”
“I'm lazy I don't like to scrub when I could just rinse it first. Just makes sense to me.”
“Wish Kenny get that sense made to him.” She says rolling her eyes.

I am betting there is a story behind it. But, I don't pry. We get the dishes done pretty quickly. We are a good team.

She kisses me on the cheek and I of course turn bright red.

“Mr Jones I wish you liked women. I would sure have you. You got a nice ass for a white man. Front ain't to bad either.”

Well, with that the redness that had started to dissipate came back full force and then some. I could feel my face burning is how red I was. I must have looked like a New York City fire truck.

“I like when you blush.”
“I wish you didn't.” I say laughing.

“I like you Mr Jones. I gonna head home now. You tell my munchkins they are staying here tonight?”
“It hasn't come up no.”
“I tell em. When I kiss them goodbye.” Shes says.

I follow her out of the kitchen.

"Now Im leaving you here with Mr Jones so I can relax a little. I love you two but, sometimes a mamma needs a little break. Now you kids be on your BEST behavior for Mr Jones. If you don't he has my permission to beat yore butts. You hear me. Then if he has to punish you jus wait till I get a hold of yore little black asses.” She says warning them.

“No ma'am we be real good right Jenny?” Kenny says looking at his sister for confirmation.

“Yes mamma we be real good for Mr Jones.” she says nodding her head at her mom while she says it.

Dee heads to her house and as always I watch her cross the street until she gets into her house. I see her turn around and spot me and wave as she walks through the door. I turn around smiling. I like her and I definitely am liking my new life.

“So what do you kids want to do now? You done watched that movie eighty times.”

“We like it.” Kenny says.

“I can tell.”
“We can play war.” Jenny suggests.

“How about a different game. I have a few upstairs let me go get them. Its been ages since I played them. I had them when I was your ages.”
“They are oooold.” Kenny says.

“Yeah they are.” I say.

“Shut up Kenny that's not nice.”
“Yeah Kenny don't make fun of old people.” I say and stick out my tongue at him. Making all of us laugh.

I go upstairs and think where did I put them. I just did it I should remember. Maybe I am getting old. Aha I think as the light bulb turns on. Its not as bright as it used to be but the damn thing still works. I go to the closet in my office and sure enough right there on the shelf. I get down monopoly, payday, sorry and a checker board.

Well, this should keep us entertained all night I think. I head back down stairs hands full of games. I get back down nearly killing myself on the stairs. I missed one and thought I was a goner. Yep still cat like reflexes. I mean Im not old I know this but, sometimes I feel old. I plunk down on the couch between them and sit the games on the coffee table. Im game for any of them. You guys choose.

“I know how to play sorry.” Kenny says.

“Yeah me too.”

“I think I remember how to play.” Is my response.

So I get out the game and we get it set up after we all fought over who was going to be red. I didn't want to be red I just wanted to be a kid again. Just for a second. I like green. So we play and its a heated game. Im telling you these two they don't like to win. They LOVE to win and if beating their sibling is part of it so much the better. So the first game Kenny won. Just barely. But, a win is a win. Second game Jenny won. Amazingly enough I keep coming in last. I don't mind losing its part of the game. But, I don't want to always lose. But, they do love beating a grown up too. So I figure that it is a good thing.

“Well you two I am stinky from working today. Im going to pop in the shower and get the stink cleaned off of me. Why don't you two play checkers or something while Im gone.”

“But we are tied.” Jenny whines.

“So let the checker game be the tie breaker.”
“Fine.” She says and rolls her eyes knowing she isn't going to win. I head upstairs and get out some sleeping pants and a shirt. I figure have some decorum while I have guests. Surprise guests now get what they get. But, knowing they are here is different.

I head into the bathroom and warm up the water an am excited to use shower attatchment I got. I remember the towels are in the hall and go and grab one. I climb in the shower and start washing when I am startled by Kenny climbing in naked with me.

“Can I take a shower with you?” He asks. Now mind you he is already naked in the shower and wet. Hell of a way to ask I think.
“I suppose so. But, you really should have asked before you just climb in.”
“Probably. But, this way you wont say no.”

Cant argue that logic.
I start washing myself and I am trying like hell to avoid looking at Kenny's naked body. His cock is rock solid and I really want to look at it. But, I know if I do then I will be hard and Im trying not to go there. I cant go there. I don't think Im as turned on really as curious. Or maybe both I don't know.

“Will you wash me Mr Jones?”
He asks as I am soaping myself up. I know I will get hard touching him. I really shouldn't but, I know I am going to. Im not going to do anything. But, it is going to feel nice I think feeling his tight smooth body under my fingers. I get down on my knees and I start to wash him. I start with his face and work down to his neck. The water is spraying over the top of me and its rinsing him as I go. Kind of handy I think. I wash his chest and tummy. It feels so smooth and soft. My mast is rising for sure. Im at full mast once I reach his hard cock. Im not trying to hide it. How can I we are in the shower? I put the soap in his hand when I get to his privates.

“No you wash it.” He says pushing it towards me.

Now I want to so very bad. But, I also know it is a very very bad idea.

“Absolutely not buddy.” I say wondering if that sounds remotely believable.

He frowns at me and takes the soap and lathers up his hard cock. He rubs around his balls I am watching the soap running off of it. I cant stop looking at it I don't think. Finally I break myself from it. It was hard. Pun intended. I get the soap back and I start washing his legs. He continues rubbing himself. I figure its his and I don't mind. Actually I am rather enjoying it. I lift his foot and he puts one hand on my shoulder never letting go of his cock. I scrub it let it down and lift the other. Once Im done he spins around and I start on his back. Oh my is all I can say. I watch as the soap runs down his back between the crack of his firm butt. I hate the term bubble butt. But, it fits it to a tee. I get down his back and to his lovely ass and he bends over exposing his black star. Its darker then he is and it looks lovely. I run the soap over his lovely cheeks and drag a finger across his hole each time. I don't linger like I want to do and I work down the back of his legs. Now I had kind of washed them already. But they are cute little legs. He turns back around when Im done and he puts one hand on my head because he was about to lose his balance. I reach out and grab his hips to stop him from falling. I need ducks I think. You know the little sticky things you put on the shower so you don't fall on your ass. So I need ducks. Anyway he regains his balance.

“Can I wash your hair?” He asks.

“Sure.’ I know that children of different races like to feel other peoples hair. Its different and I like it too. I was kind of sad Dee trimmed his hair down to nothing. Well not nothing but very short indeed. So we switch positions and I actually sit down. He is standing in front of me and blocking the water with his body so he can lather up my hair really good. He gets shampoo in his hands and he starts rubbing it into my hair. It feels amazing as he rubs in the shampoo his little fingers pressing into my scalp. It was nice. What else was nice is I could look straight ahead and see his lovely cock. It hasn't lost a bit of its hardness. He has lovely small balls that are pulled up against him. It just looks so massive on such a small little guy. He leans in to get the back and the thing is within inches of my mouth it takes everything I have but, I resist. I know he would love it. I know I would love it. But, its not something I want to start. Because it will never stop if it does. I don't want that for the next few years until he gets some girl to do it for him. I know it would be done from love. But, I am certain that Kenny is straight. But, right now he is anyone who will make him feel good. He finishes the back of my head and leans back. He starts playing with my hair. Sticking it all straight up and laughing. He is having fun. I don't care it feels kind of nice and I like hearing him laugh. So he does my hair in multiple designs for about five minutes then loses interest and scoots sideways and lets the water go into my hair. I lean my head back to prevent soap in the eyes. I hate that. Even at my age I want to cry when it happens. Shit burns. Burns bad. He gets all the soap out and I check just to be sure. We step out onto the shower mat and I dry him off first. I get my hair and as I am I feel his hand wrap around my cock. He isn't doing anything just curious I suppose. I don't say anything about it. I start drying my chest and get under my arms and then my arms.

“Buddy I cant dry it if you don't let go of it.”
“Oh sorry Mr Jones. Its just different then mine.”
“Yes it is. I am circumcised and you aren't." Before he even asks I start to explain it to him. “See when I was born I had the piece of skin over my head like yo do on yours. You know if you slide it back your head pops out. So they cut it off when I was first born.”
“Why they do that?”
“A lot of reasons really. None of them really any good. But, some for religious reasons. Some because they think its cleaner. Its not but, some people believe that. Other people just think it looks nice. Me I don't care one way or another. Both ways are good to me.”
He let go of mine so I could dry it and he starts pulling his foreskin back and forth over his head. I can tell hes enjoying the feelings as he isn't stopping and its not just a slow slide back and forth. I start to dry my back and I feel his hand on me again. I can see he is looking for where mine used to be. I tell you its not a bad thing to look down and see a lovely black boys hand wrapped around your cock. I nearly exploded when I saw it. If he started jerking me I doubt I would last a minute. He lifts it up and its against my belly and he is staring at it. He has stopped playing with his and he is inches away from it inspecting it. He pulls it down and is looking. He pushes it back up against me and looks a few seconds. He kisses right where the scar is with his lovely lips. I watch and cant move.

“I bet that hurt a lot.” he says. Letting go of me and stepping back.

“I bet it did. Im glad they do it when you are just born so you don't remember.” I grab my sleeping pants and slip them on.

“We figured you would be naked all night.” Kenny says.

“No because I have guests and I think it would be rude of me to run around naked.”
“Can I?”

“You are a boy its definitely more acceptable. You can stay naked if you want.” I say as we walk down the stairs to the living room. When we get there Jenny is buck naked sitting on the couch.

“I told him it was rude and he shoulda waited like me.” She says.

“I guess I better get you a towel.”
“Mr Jones I know where they are. I put em there member?”
“Yeah I do.” I say laughing.

Once I hear the water running I head upstairs and Kenny follows me. I like seeing his cock soft as much as when its hard. Cute fucking thing no matter what. I head to my room and grab three things. Two t shirts one for each kid and a bottle of cocoa butter.

“But, I don't wanna wear nothing.” Kenny protests.

“You don't have to buddy. Im grabbing it just in case you get cold or something. I also got one for your sister cuz I don't imagine she will be all bold and want to be nude like you. Girls are different that way.”
We head back down stairs and I lay Kenny down on the couch and start putting the lotion on him. Don't want him to get all ashy. How silly is that. I kind of like the way his skin glistens when Im rubbing in the lotion. I start with his back and work down and I apply a couple coats to his ass. Sue me. Then I get the back of his legs. I have him flip over and I start at his feet. I rub lotion into them and then start massaging the lotion into his legs. I watch as his cock gets harder as I get closer to it. I artfully dodge around it. He is now knowing I think that I wont go there. I rub lotion into his tummy and then chest. Once I get to his neck I do it a little softer then I rub his face softly. So I am doing this Jenny comes strolling back down stairs still half wet yet she does have the towel with her. Not around her but with her in her hand. Kenny's eyes are closed but he hears his sister come into the room.

“Jenny you should have Mr Jones put your lotion on. It feels real good.” He says smiling as I rub his cheeks.

“Will you Mr Jones?”
“Sure princess. as soon as Im done with Kenny.”

I finish with him and he sits next to me and Jenny lays on the couch tummy down. I start at her shoulders and gently rub in the lotion.

“Kenny you so right.” Shes says smiling. “It already feels good.”
I slowly work down to her back and then her butt. Its a cute one for sure. I gently work over her cheeks and work on the tops of her legs working back and forth between them. Shes a strong girl very firm and toned. Very soft too. I get to her feet and have her flip over. I start rubbing lotion into her feet just as I did Kenny.

“Mr Jones you gone marry me and do this for me when Im old.”

I start laughing. “No you will find some boy much better for you then me.”
I can see her little hole peeking out from her lovely slit. I guess it is all pink inside. I say to myself. I wonder what that would feel like. Not you know poking it. Just touching it. Curiosity I suppose. Something you've never seen you want to touch it if it looks nice. I start working up her legs and get to her private area and skip over that. I am curious though. But wont go there for a number of reasons. The first and most important is she didn't invite me there. I start rubbing lotion on her tummy and she has a six pack. Im amazed by this and smile.

“Yeah I am strong.”
“I can see that. Its pretty cool.”
I work my way up and run it into her chest. Shes little I don't guess it will matter. I then work up to her neck and face. Once I get done she opens her eyes and looks me directly in the eyes.

“Thank you Mr Jones that felt really super nice.”
I just smile back.

“I brought you a t shirt. I say pointing to it on the coffee table. I lean back on the couch and Kenny who had sat next to me leans into me. I put my arm around his shoulder a give him a bit of a hug. He looks up at me and smiles. Jenny has spun around and has her head in my lap watching what Kenny had found to watch as I was putting lotion on her. We watch the ridiculous cartoon and I am gently rubbing Jenny's cheek with the back of my fingers. It feels nice and she smiled when I started and I am certain if she wanted me to stop she would have told me. Now being siblings Kenny saw me doing it to her so he laid down with his head on my leg. He was nice though he made sure he wasn't in Jnny's way when he laid down. I thought that was considerate of him. So I reward his effort and do as I know he wants me too. So I start gently rubbing his cheek. I kind of work up and down their faces and its soft so I like it and they like it because it feels nice. Kenny flips over on his back and his feet are flat on the couch and knees up and legs spread giving me a great view of his soft cock. Its definitely more interesting then this silly cartoon. I tend to watch that as the show is on and during commercials we chat about stuff. Kenny tried to say something when the show was on and Jenny cut him off quickly telling him not to be rude. Apparently this has been said before because he shut up quickly.

After the show is over I announce.

“Guys its time for bed. Im putting you in the spare bedroom. Your mom said you could share a bed and its not a problem.”
“No we do all the time. Sometimes we get scared and its better to be scared with someone then by yourself."Kenny says.

“I don't get scared.”
“Yes you do. Just last night.”
“OK once in a while.” She relents.

We head upstairs them following my lead. I flip on the over head light. Which is just a bulb right now. One day it wont be. But, its pretty low on my list right now. I pull back the covers and they hop up in the bed.

“Sure you guys don't want t shirts?”
“Nah its nice being naked.” Kenny says stroking his cock.

“Don't be playing with that thing with me in the bed with you.” Jenny says.

He lets it go quickly. Apparently she has warned him on this before too. Im thinking Kenny gets warned a lot. But, its OK because its taking and hes a good boy. I tuck them in and I bend down to give Jenny a kiss on the cheek and she wraps her arms around my neck and hugs me.

“Thank you Mr Jones.”
“Your welcome princess.” I say and kiss her cheek.

She smiles and lets go. I go to the other side of the bed and Kenny does the same thing. I kiss his cheek and tell them good night. I walk out of the room and turn out the light and leave the door open. I turn on the bathroom light to give them light in their room. I climb in my bed and sit up peel off my t shirt and stretch out with my arms over my head and stretch and my back cracks in a few places. It feels good. I close my eyes and feel two monsters climbing into bed with me. One on each side.

“Why did I tuck you in there if you are in here?”
“I don't know. But, you did.” Jenny says snuggling up to me and putting her head on my chest. Kenny does the same on the other side. I feel a hand from Kenny slide down my belly and hit my pants.

“Told you he wouldn't be naked. He said we was company and he knows we are going to be here.” I feel her hand go down to the waist band. Like she cant feel with her leg wrapped over mine. I don't know.

“Good night guys.” I say.

“Good night Mr Jones.”
I close my eyes and I hear Jenny whisper something to Kenny. Next thing I feel is hands slowly rubbing my face. Each of them has a side.

“Thank you.” I say.

“Only seems fair.” Jenny says against my chest not lifting her head.

“Yep only fair.”

I slept so well from being so relaxed before I went to sleep. I wake up and I see the sun rising. I slip out of bed without disturbing the kids. I head downstairs after my morning needs are taken care of and make some coffee. I get a cup and head out on the porch. Its a little chilly I decide and grab a sweater from the coat rack by the door. I sit down and see Mr Green is already out on his porch so I wave. He waves back with a smile. I really like him. I think. Who would have ever figured him as gay. But, I guess you never really know do you. I think we like to fool ourselves that we know. But, how many people really know. After I finish my cup of coffee I decide to go in and watch some news on my “big ole TV”. I have all but stopped watching the national news. I just hate the way it is now and I guess will be forever. I remember when things other then politics happened in the world. I guess that's why I read the BBC website. They put other items of interest on there other then what someone said. Makes me think of Limp Bizkit. Talking bout the he said she said bullshit. Anyway I am watching a local morning show for Dayton. I like it. Its light and airy and fun to watch. I wonder if the guy on the show grew up thinking. Gosh when I get older I want to make an ass of myself on a local TV show. But, hes funny and I think he is probably happy in his life. That's really what its all about I have learned. Just find your own happiness. Be it volunteer work watching TV or working on a car. Whatever your bliss is do it. Usually it doesn't pay but, it would be nice. I check the email on my phone as Im watching. The company I did some work for was really impressed with what I did for them. They want to put me under contract. I know that if I do it piece work in the long run I will make more. But, I also know that even if there is no work I still get paid. So its a matter of do I want to do feast or famine or have a steady paycheck. I decide for the paycheck. It has no clauses in it that says I cant work for other people and I don't have to go into an office so that part is really cool. That and with what I will be making its about half of what I made in New York but I also have no rent payments. So in reality Im making more. Well, I get to keep more anyway. So I smile about that. I send back an email accepting their offer. I also put a little note saying how I look forward to working with them and the usual ass kissing niceties. I turn back to the TV and the show is over and its some soap opera. Just because I have time now at home doesn't mean I'm getting hooked on those. I was before when I was in school and Im not going there again. I pull up the information screen and see old Bugs Bunny cartoons on. Sure why the hell not I think and flip it on. I start watching and go and grab myself another cup of coffee. I go back and sit down and am giggling at the cartoon when I feel a movement on the couch and see Jenny is climbing up. She gets on the couch and snuggles up against me. I pull the blanket from the back of the couch to cover her up. I figure she is probably chilled being naked. Once I do she reposition herself and adjusts the blanket on her so it feels right. She lays her head on my chest and starts watching cartoons with me.

“You hungry princess?” I ask after a show ends.

“No not yet.” She says sleepily. I slip my hand under the covers and gently rub her back.

“Well, I will get something when Kenny gets up then. Hows that?”
“Sounds good. That feels good Mr Jones. Everything you do feels good.”
“Thanks.”
We go back to watching the cartoons for about forty five minutes just enjoying each others presence and Kenny comes stumbling down he stairs. He sees us and climbs up on my other side and I cover him with some of the blanket. We all sit and watch the cartoons until a new set comes on. I get up taking the blanket with me. I flip around and cover them back up.

‘Going to make breakfast I will be back in a few minutes.
“What are you making?” Kenny asks.

“A fritata.”
“Whats that?” They both ask.

“Its like an omelet.”I think its the easiest way to describe it.

“Cool I like omelets. Kenny says.

I head out to the kitchen and start chopping up some mushrooms and some onions little bit of green bell pepper. I saute them and then out them in the bottom of the dish. I put in some eggs and cover it with a nice cheese. I just use a nice mozzarella. I figure the kids will like it. Its not my favorite but, Im also not the only one eating it either. I heat the oven up to 250 while Im getting everything ready. I slide it in the oven and set the timer for half an hour. I head back to the living room and Jenny lifts the blanket so I can slide in between them. I sit down and we watch some toons until the timer goes off. I hop up and recover them. I head to the kitchen and slide some raisin bread in the toaster and push it down. I take out my egg creation and put it on a cooling rack on top of the cabinet to allow it to cool for a while. Once the toast pops up I butter it and put it on a plate for them. I pop two more slices down for me and dish out some of the egg yummyness on to plates for them. I get some orange juice out and pour three glasses. I set theirs on the table as my toast pops up.

“Guys its ready.” I say loudly.

“Can we eat in here?” Kenny asks.

“Absolutely not.”
I really don't care its just I already have it on the table. That and I think you should eat meals without a TV. That way you can socialize easier with who you are eating with. At least that's my preference. Sometimes I would rather the TV with some of the people I have dined with. They come out and sit at what has become their chairs. I didn't know they were assigned but they apparently have laid claim on them. We sit down to eat and they both take a bite.

“Wow this is really good.” Jenny says.

“I haven't fed you anything disgusting yet have I?”
“Nope.” Kenny says and takes another bite.
I take a bite and hear a knock on the door. I go answer it and its Dee.
“Well, good morning Dee you are just in time for breakfast.”
“Some good things do happen to me don't they?”
“Absolutely they do. You got me for a neighbor right?” I say laughing.

She smiles and rolls her eyes at me.

“It smells good.”

“I made a fritata.”
“”Never had it but, I want to after smelling it now.”
We walk in and she looks at the kids.

“Yeah that doesn't surprise me. I cant keep clothes on either of them.”
“I tried to get them to at least wear a t shirt.” I say as I drop some bread in the toaster. I scoop out some of the egg concoction and put it on her plate. I butter the toast as it pops up and sit the plate down for her. I sit back down and Kenny is done.

“Mr Jones can I have some more please?”
“Sure buddy.” I say and grab his plate and put some more on it for him.

“Thank you.’ He says.

“At least someone has manners this morning. So that's good.” Shes says smiling at her son. He smiles back and takes a bite. I get a third bite and Jenny asks if she can have more. So of course I do. Im wondering if I am going to eat or not. I will eventually but it may be frozen by then. I sit down again and start to eat. Yay no interruptions. I enjoy my meal and the kids sit and talk about the night and the fun we had.

“I am certainly glad you had a good time. Mr Jones this is damn good. You should open a restaurant or something.” Dee says as she finishes her last bite.
“Its not that good really. My sister makes it way better then I do.”
“Then she needs to come visit.” Dee says smiling.

“She will eventually I think.”
“Whats she think about you moving to the middle of nowhere.” She asks me.

“Its not the middle of nowhere.
“Compared to where you came from this is nowhere.”
“I like it. She isn't surprised at all by it. I have been talking about it for years. I just got so fed up my landlord was raising my rent to 3800 a month Im like fuck that. I thought 3500 was bad enough. But, that's Manhattan for you.

“Damn I didn't pay that much for my car.”
“Yep its certainly expensive. Its one of the reasons I didn't mind leaving.”
“I got to be going to work now. Mr Green says if your tired of them send them over to his house.”
“Nah they're fine. I may in a little. I do want to get some painting done today. I may send them over around noon after lunch.”
“I will let him know. Thanks for the delicious breakfast. Shame I didn't get the usual show this morning.”
I just blush.

“I like you Mr Jones you always blushing from me.”
“Its just because your so beautiful and you talk to me.”
“I do more then that if you let me.”
Again I turn red.

“See.” She says laughing at me. Well more with me because I was laughing as well. She leaves and I watch her walk across to her car and get in.

I sit on the chair next to the couch and the kids are both under the covers again half way on the couch. Its warmed up pretty good in the house. It wasn't really cold before just a little chilly. If it had been cold I would have put the heater on. Crazy paying for your own heat. But, I guess that's why it was so much in New York. I paid my lights, cable and internet. So my bills weren't high. But, the rent sure was. I am watching some show they had chosen. Im not really paying attention to it. Im thinking about painting the house. I really want to get it done so it looks nice. At least from the outside. I will get the inside up to par soon enough. Kenny slips up on my lap. I tell you seeing his naked body is a treat. He is lovely, simply no fat on him. He is just one big muscle. Six pack on him nice strong chest. Just amazingly beautiful. His coloring is amazing too. The color of a coffee with a bit of cream. Once the show is over I slip him on the chair as I get up. I go and get dressed. Put on some old jeans and a shirt I don't care about anymore. Old sneakers and I'm set. Except I got the kids still naked in the house. I rummage around and find their clothes and head back down stairs. I sit their clothes on the couch.

“I want to get started painting guys. Sorry but, you need to get dressed and head over to Mr Greens.”
“We can help.” Kenny says.

“I know you can. Its just one of those things I kind of want to do by myself. So when I look at it I can say look what I did. Im sure you have things like that as well.”
“Yeah I do. Like if I put together a model or something I don't want no help.”
“I can understand that.”
Jenny is putting on her panties and smiles at me.”
“I had fun here Mr Jones. When can we do it again?”
“I don't know Jenny. I imagine next time your mom needs some mom time.”
“When you think that will be?” Kenny asks.

“Im guessing tonight.” I say smiling.

“You really think so?” Kenny says smiling.

“No probably not tonight. But, I would guess maybe next Friday might be on.”
“Cool,” Kenny says.

“Its not set in stone or anything. We still have to OK it with your mom. Im not the boss she is.”
“Im hoping she says yes.” Jenny says. As she is nearly dressed. She is just getting her socks and shoes on now. Kenny well he has on his underwear. I guess he is too busy talking to get dressed. I sit down and wait and Jenny after she gets her shoes on sits on my lap. I kiss the top of her head.

“Why old people always kiss the top of our heads?” Jenny asks.

“Ah its the secret. Its how we stay young. We steal your youth as we kiss you.”
“Nu uh.” Is her response.

“So you don't believe my bullshit?”
“Nope.”
“I think its because we want to kiss you and show you we care but your cheek is too far away.”
“That makes more sense.”
“I liked my lie better.” I say smiling and tickle her sides for a second. Just long enough for her to flinch up. Kenny finally gets dressed and we walk over to Mr Greens house.

“Morning sir.” I say to him.

“Mornin Gary. You doing OK today?”
“I couldn't be happier if I had a plate full of corn dogs and french fries.” I say.

He looks at me and thinks a moment and starts laughing.

“You gone fit in here right nice.” he says smiling. Mumbling to him self my response. Chuckling as he does.

“Well, I am wanting to get started on painting. I wanted to make sure these two found their way easy enough.”
“Its just right there to your house.” Kenny says.

“I meant without distractions.”
“Yeah Kenny.” Jenny says.

“Be nice to your brother Jenny we gots enough people again us without you fighting with family.” Mr Green says.

“Yeah Jenny.” Kenny says to get his jab in.

“You two want me to get a switch?”
Both sets of hands instantly went to cover behinds.

“No Mr Green.” They say in unison.

I am guessing that has happened on at least one occasion.

“I'll see everyone in a while.” I say to them waving as I head to the house. I get out all the painting things I got and look at the brushes. Well, son of a bitch I think as I look at them. I got the wrong damn brushes. Well, I am none to pleased now. I go into the house and get my billfold and car keys. I head out to the truck and start her up. I smile when it turns over feeling that Detroit muscle under my foot. I rev it up a bit. Oh Yeah Im thinking. I put the truck into gear and head to the Menards. Once there I tell the nice lady I got the wrong brushes. She offers to refund my money.

“Why don't you just give me a store credit. Trust me Im going to use it. I just bought a house.”
“Oh honey I wish you the best.” she says with sympathy.
“Yeah its my first house. I always lived in apartments before.”
“Where you from?”
“You cant tell?”
“No sir. You sound from the east for sure.”
“I lived in New York City my entire life until I moved here.”
“Well welcome to Dayton honey.” She sees her boss walking by.

“Darlene come here I want you to meet a new Daytonian.”
Darlene comes overt and introduces herself. Nice strong proud woman. I like her instantly. She shakes my hand and asks me.

“So why did you move to Dayton from New York City?”
“I like smaller cities. New York is nice don't get me wrong but, its just too much for me. They say it never sleeps. That's no lie. Its exhausting and expensive. I loved the time I was there. But, now its nice. I got a truck and house. Things I could never even dream of affording in the city. I mean sure I could have gone to one of the boroughs but I didn't want to commute hours a day.”
“Makes sense to me. So what all are you going to do to your house?”
“Oh my tons. I am painting the exterior today. Well starting today anyway. I pull my phone out and show her pictures of the house.

“See its rough but, it was cheap so I jumped on it.”
“What color are you painting it?”
“Yellow with white trim.”
“Oh yes that will look nice.”
I show her the before and after of my kitchen what I have done so far.

“You know I bet under that old linoleum is hard wood flooring.” She says.

“No way would someone do that.” I say shocked.

“Oh you have no idea.”
“I was thinking of putting in hard wood floors. This will be way cheaper and easier.”
“Cheaper yes. Easier, you come talk to me when your done.”
“That rough huh?”
“Its not a joy. My husband and I did it a few years back. Not a lot of fun. But, the results were amazing.”
“Ah so you have experience. You come on over and I will feed you all the pizza you can eat.” I say smiling.

She smiles back and answers.

“Umm No.”
“You aren't. instilling a lot of excitement into my life with your attitude about this.”
“It is not remotely exciting. Until its all done. When I walk into my kitchen now and see that gleaming floor beneath my feet I smile every time. So its worth it. It just really sucks getting to it.”
“Well when I am ready to do it I will come find you so you can give me some pointers.”
“That. I am more then happy to do.”
“I sure appreciate you for your time. I just love it here. I come in because Im a moron and meet two new people. Got to love Ohio.”
I say smiling making them smile. State pride and all you know. I tell the ladies to have a nice day and head to the paint department. I get the brushes I actually need and am walking out go pay for them and I see a swing set. Not like a metal swing set. Its a big wooden contraption. Has like a tower and slide a few swings. It has a rope to swing on with a little seat at the bottom has a ramp. It looks like a hell of a lot of fun. I look at the price.

“Yeah good luck with that one.” I say.

A guy walking by me says.

“You looking for one of those?”
“Well, kind of. The neighbor kids don't have one and I thought if it wasn't too expensive I would get it. But, that's way out of my budget.”

“I hear that. I got one about fifteen years ago. My kids are off at college now except my youngest and hes a senior in high school. Its in really good shape. I could sell it to you for say a hundred bucks.”

“Really and its like this one here?”
“No its bigger.”
"Why would you sell it to me for just a hundred bucks?” I ask.

“Well to be honest with you. Im tired of mowing around the damn thing. That's one reason and the second is that you said it was for neighbor kids not your kids or a family members kids. So I figure you got a pretty kind heart and I think that deserves being rewarded. So I figure make it so it pays for my stuff Im getting today and make some kids happy again with the swing set.”

“That sounds like a deal I just cant pass up.”

“Well, I tell you what. I will go pay for my things and I will meet you by the front doors.”
“Shoot I was just going to pay for mine and this thing caught my eye.” I say looking at it again. Its bigger I think. I hope it fits in their back yard. We walk up and chat on our way. Nothing important just chit chat. How nice the weather is kind of stuff. We get up front and he pays first and waits on me. I follow him out and he says he will whip around and I can follow him. I say sure and hop in my truck and here he comes. Hes got a Dodge Ram 3500 the thing makes my truck look like a toy. Its fucking massive. I follow him to his house its out in the country a bit and we pull in and a Collie comes racing from the back of the house to greet the truck. The man gets out and is down on one knee scratching the dogs back. This man obviously loves his dog as much as the dog loves him. I climb out of my truck and walk over.

We walk around back and I look at it. My goodness its way huger then the other one. Like twice the size. I doubt huger is a word but it was way huger. It had two towers and a slide on the side of one. Then it has a few swings and a see saw. It also has a little fort under the towers. You climb up a rope net to get to the top of the tower. Then you can slide down. Its really super cool. We go to the other one and you have like a post thing to climb. Its a ladder but with a long piece of wood in the center and posts sticking out the sides. That's the only way I can explain it. On top of the towers he shows me you can put a tent roof over the top of it. On this one you can get down by sliding down a pole. Man this thing is so cool I want to play on it. I say and hand him a hundred dollar bill.

“You know this is better then what we had at school when I was a kid.” I say to him.

“Yeah me too.” He say laughing. “We had like three swings and had to wait our turn.”
“We had a concrete playground.”
“Blech.”
“I know right.”
“Let me go get my tools and we can just take her apart and load her in your truck.”
“Sounds fantastic.”
It takes us about an hour and a half to take it down. Once we are loading the last pieces into the truck a car pulls up.

“My wife's home.” He says smiling. I like this man. I can tell he loves like a good man does with all his heart. I can also tell he doesn't take her for granted either just by his demeanor. She gets out.

“So you finally did it? You been threatening to for ages. I never thought you would.”
“I ain't mowing around it another gosh damn summer.” He say smiling.

Im sorry did he just say gosh damn? I think.

“Well I hope you didn't rob this man.” She says.

“No ma’am I think I robbed him.” I say.

“Well I know our kids loved it. I hope yours do too.”
“Its for his neighbors kids.” He says.

“Well isn't that sweet.” She says. “You want to come in for some ice tea or something?’

“I would actually love to ma’am but, Im painting my house and this isn't helping taking a two hour break.”
“No I reckon not. You come by anytime now.” She says and heads into the house.
“I tell you my wife if you would have went in would have kept you here all day. She just loves meeting new people.”
“Im learning to.” I say smiling.

“You have a great day. If you have any trouble setting that up come get me I would be glad to help.”
“I couldn't do that.”
“Don't have anything else to do today.”
“No sir I think that Im already taking advantage of you. I couldn't ask anything more. But, I do thank you so much for your offer.” I say extending my hand. We shake hands and I head back to my house. I think I will unload the gym set? I have no idea what to call this thing. I am sticking with swing set. Put it in the garage. I doubt anyone will steal it. Figure put it up in their yard in a few days when Im done painting. I do just that it takes me about half an hour to do that. Once Im done I turn to see Jenny standing behind me.

“Mr Green told me to come get you for lunch.”
“Well isn't that nice of him?”

“Sure it is. Mr Green is always nice.” She says smiling. “So whats all that?” She ass seeing the slide.

“Im going to put a slide in the house so we can slide down from upstairs instead of using the steps.

“COOL!!!!!!” She screams and runs to tell Kenny. I follow behind her and she does look both ways before racing across the street.

I go on and wash the grime off my hands and walk over to Mr Greens. Kenny sees me and opens the door for me.

I walk into Mr Greens house for the first time and am floored. It is the most beautiful home I have ever been in. From the outside it looks like a shack. Inside it is amazing. I follow Kenny into the kitchen.

“Your house is amazing.” I say to Mr Green.

“I tole you I did cabinets. I was a carpenter for sixty years. I done a bit a stuff round here too.”
“It definatly shows.”
“Sit down then. I made some wieners."
“I sit at the old table. Its one of those with the steel legs and the white top. Cheap uncomfortable vinyl chairs. Look so out of place in this showplace. I sit down and Mr Greene puts a bowl filled with hot dogs onto the table. He puts a loaf of white bread out and gets the ketchup and mustard out.

“Kenny why don you get you and Mr Jones some koolaid he like that. Jenny you gets some for you an me.”
“Yes Mr Green.” They answer and do as they are asked. They get out four old jars and fill them with koolaid and bring them to the table. I watch and they are very careful not to spill a drop.

“I see you got near one side done of yo house.”
“Yes sir. I'm thinking its going to take about three days at this pace. Course I did take a lot of time off today. Maybe I can finish it tomorrow if I focus.”

“Mr Jones you gone go to church with us tomorrow?”
“No I don't think so. I'm not much into going to church.”
“Oh.” He says and we all begin to eat. I take a bite and its like eating a hot dog at the ball park. They are good.

“I near forgot.” Mr Green gets up and heads to the fridge.
“I gots some baked beans here from the sto.”
“I haven't had baked beans in years. Nice.” I say.

I get a good portion of them and they are good. I could get used to eating this.

Once we are done eating I bid my farewell and head back over to work on the house some more. By the around 4 I start thinking I better get dinner started. I got almost two sides done. It looks really good so far. Living in the Midwest is changing me pretty fast. Thinking about eating dinner at 5 o'clock.

I head in and think I will make some chicken breasts for dinner. I don't know if the kids and Dee are going to join me for dinner so I make enough for just in case. If not I will definitely eat them later. So they wont go to waste. Cant stand waste. I coat the breasts in olive oil and put them in the oven at 350 for about fifty minutes. I set the timer and go shower to get off the yellow paint. As careful as I try to be. I believe I have more paint on me then the house. Its even in my hair. My gosh damn hair I think and chuckle.

I take a nice long hot shower and scrub myself clean again. It was a challenge but, I reached success. I put on some sleeping pants and a t-shirt because I am fairly certain I will have guests. I am hoping so anyway. Its nice to be kind of part of a family. I haven't had that for years. Since before the incident as I call it. I head downstairs to the kitchen and I check and still have about 20 minutes to go on the chicken. I peel some potatoes and put them on to boil. After ten more minutes the timer bings and I pull out the chicken. I pour a can of Italian seasoned tomatoes over the top and put it back in the oven for ten minutes. The potatoes should be done by then. I get out a can of green beans and put them in a bowl and slip it in the microwave. I sit down and check my phone. Everything is good and I play a game I like I haven't had time for until now. The timer goes off and I pull the chicken out and cover each piece with a slice of provolone cheese and put it back in the oven. I drain the potatoes and stir in a big glob of butter some salt and pepper and they are done. I start the microwave for the beans and I hear the front door open.

“Mr Jones where you at?” I hear Jenny's voice. Perfect timing I think.

“In the kitchen.” I shout.

She walks in.

“It sure do smell good in here.” She says sniffing the air.

“Is your mom home yet?”
“Yeah she jus got in.”
“Go tell her dinner is ready.”

Her nose sniffs the air again and she smiles.

“I sho will.” She says grinning and races out the door.

Kenny and her both come back as I am putting chicken on each plate then adding the beans and potatoes. Dee walks in as I am finishing up.

“Mr Jones I was gonna make dinner tonight.”
“I'm sure you were. But, I like to feed people I guess.”
I sit a plate in front of Dee first.

“My, my this does look good.” She says and picks up her knife and fork. She cuts off a piece of chicken as I get the kids plates.
She puts it in her mouth and starts chewing her eyes close and she swallows.

“Mr Jones. I swear to god you gotsta open a restaurant.”
The kids both take a bite and tell me its really good.

We all eat no one really saying nothing.

After we get done Dee and I do the dishes together again. It feels kind of nice being domesticated in a way. Its almost like I'm normal again. Not the scourge of society. Its nice its really nice. Dee's phone rings and she glances at it.
“I got to get this its work.”
She dries her hands and picks up her phone.

“Hello?”
“Sure.”
“Oh my goodness will they be OK?”
“Oh that's good.”
“Gosh I would love to but, I don't have anybody to watch the kids.”
“No thanks for thinking of me.”
“Aight bye.”
“Not to be nosy but, what was that about?”
“Oh one of the other workers got in a car wreck. They said he is going to be OK but, he is going to be sore for a while. They asked if I would work the night shift. Would have been nice because its got a night premium and I am on overtime.”
“Then why don't you?”
“Mr Jones I cant ask you to watch the kids again. Its too much.”
“It would be stupid of you to miss out on making overtime plus more. I know you can use that money you call them back. Besides I like having the kids around. Makes me feel young again.”
“You sure?”
“Sure. I am sure. Call them before they get someone else.”
“I shore do apprecite it Mr Jones.”
“I know you do. Now call.”
She does just that. After she gets off the phone, and walks into the living room where the kids went after supper to watch my big ole TV.

“You kids are gonna stay with Mr Jones again. I want you to follow me over to the house and get your church clothes so when you get up you can get ready for church.
“Cool.” Kenny says.

“Hey Kenny why don't you bring over some of your match box cars I want to see what you got?” I ask.

“Oh lord.” Dee says.

“What?”
“Him and those cars. He loves them. I cant go to the store without getting him at least one new one.”
“But, he is a good boy and they aren't really that much.” I say for some reason needing to defend him.

“I know you right. He is for sure a good boy.” He smiles at the praise he is getting.

They all head over their home and I finish up the little bit of dishes that are left. I put the last in the drying rack when I hear my front door open.

“We back Mr Jones.” Kenny says walking into the kitchen carrying three match box car cases.

“I brought all of em. Cuz they are all cool.”
“Where are your church clothes?”
“Oh dagone it.” He says.

“Better go get them buddy.” I say and take the cases from him and put them on the coffee table. He races back out the door and in comes Jenny. She has her church dress on a hanger and has a note book and some colored pencils in her other hand.

“I was kind of wanting to draw tonight.”
“Nice I cant wait to see what you come up with.”

She shows me her pearly whites at the interest in her passion.

Her zen if you will. Kenny comes back in carrying his suit and shoes.
“You know what? I got surprises for you guys.” I say thinking now would be a good time as any to give them their gifts.

“What?”
Sit on the couch and I will be right back down. I say as I race up the stairs. I am excited because I know they are going to love the gifts. It feels good to give someone something as a surprise and you know they will love it. I grab the bags and head back down the stairs. I hand them each the bag that contains their gifts.

“Wow.” Kenny says.

“Way cool.” Jenny says as she pulls out a brush.

“Thanks Mr Jones.” Kenny surprises me by saying it first.

“Yeah thanks. Its real nice. I cant wait to try it out.”
“Me neither.” Kenny says looking at the boxes.

So the night we spent having fun. Jenny painted a lovely picture of me sitting on the porch and Kenny and I ran the race tracks down the stairs and into the living room. It was great fun. Thankfully he is young and full of energy as he is the one who kept chasing after the cars when they got to the bottom. He is very meticulous with his cars as he didn't want then to crash into each other and damage them. I think its a good thing he takes care of his things as well as he does. Especially for his age.

That evening I put them to bed in the spare room. I don't know why because they were very soon in my bed. I tell you it is interesting to sleep with two nude children. I wasn't turned on by it. But, it was very nice. Jenny made me take of my t-shirt. She said she wanted to feel me right next to her. To be honest it felt rather nice. I fell asleep cupping two children's butts. I had pleasant dreams that's for sure.