Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2001 22:12:18 -0400
From: Brain Tre <braintre1@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Chance Meeting chapter 2

***This story is complete fantasy.  Any similarities found in the story with
persons living or dead are completely unintentional.  If you are opposed to
M2M sex, or if it is illegal in your community, please stop reading now.
Otherwise, Enjoy!!***


Chapter 2


Scott felt the warm sunlight on his face.  Slowly, he began to wake from his
sleep.  He had never slept as well in his life.  As he opened his eyes, he
panicked slightly, having forgotten where he was. Then, in a flash, all the
events of the day, and night, before rushed back to him, and he smiled
contently and relished in feeling his head resting against Chris's bare
chest.  Apparently, they had rearranged their sleeping positions, while
sleeping.  He reached his arm back around Chris's midsection, and hugged him
close.

Scott had no idea what time it was, for all he knew, it was noon and he had
been really late for work.  He did not care though.  He could stay in the
bed, in that position forever.  However, the inevitable was bound to happen
anyway.  He glanced around the room a bit, and saw the alarm clock on the
nightstand on the other side of the bed.  7:52am, it read.  Scott could not
believe he had not even gotten four hours of sleep, and he felt completely
rested.  He chuckled to himself, realizing, that even though he felt this
good, now, come 9pm that night, after a rough day of work, he would be
exhausted.

His chuckling caused Chris to stir slightly.  He opened his eyes, and smiled
at Scott, who still had his arm around him.

"Mmm..." Chris stretched, "how did you sleep?"

"Better than I have in months," Scott replied.

Chris smiled, and leaned down to kiss Scott.  Scott readily accepted Chris's
kiss.  Soon, they were again kissing heavily.  Scott's tongue snaked its way
into Chris's mouth.  Chris pulled him closer, and slid his hands down
Scott's back.  By now, Scott was basically laying on top of Chris, as the
two men kissed.  Chris's hands continued to slide down Scott's back until he
reached the two round globes of Scott's ass.  Chris cupped his ass, and
squeezed, kneading the flesh in a passionate fury.  Their tongues battled
for possession of the other's mouth.

Scott laid his body completely against Chris's body.  Chest against chest,
nipple against nipple, cock against cock.  Their lips still locked together,
Scott slid his hands down Chris's neck, down his back, slowly, between
Chris's body and the bed beneath him.  Reaching Chris's perfect ass, Scott
squeezed the cheeks in his hands.  As he ground his cock hard into Chris's,
Scott's fingers ventured deeper, probing at Chris's puckered hole.

Just as Scott's index finger found its goal, Chris rolled over, so that he
was on top of Scott, and spread his legs to almost straddle Scott.  With
better access now, Scott's finger continued to probe at the tight ass, while
his tongue continued its exploration of Chris's mouth.  The two men's cocks
leaked pre-cum like mad now, helping to lube them up.  Scott slid a second
finger inside Chris's tight hole causing him to writhe in pleasure.

Chris broke the kiss and spoke first when he looked at Scott and said, "fuck
me."

"You sure?"

"As sure as I have ever been about anything."

"You have any, umm..."

"Yeah, there are some in the night stand," Chris replied, reaching over to
open the drawer.  He removed a small dish, which held about 10 or so condoms
of various color and textures.

Scott reached over to take one, and Chris stopped him, "let me," he said.

Chris took a condom from the dish, and then kissed Scott again.  Slowly, he
began to work his kisses down Scott's body.  Moving down to his neck, Chris
nibbled his way to Scott's left ear, where he sucked on the earlobe, like a
piece of candy.  Scott squirmed beneath him, his cock getting harder by the
second.  Chris moved his lips and tongue further down Scott's body.  Moving
down his neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he went.  He kissed his way over
to Scott's right nipple.  Gently, he sucked the entire nipple into his
mouth, causing it to become even more erect that it already was.  He
released the nipple and slowly traced his tongue around it.  All Scott could
do was lay there, enjoying the pleasures that Chris was bestowing upon him,
and moan his enjoyment.

Hearing Scott's moans of pleasure excited Chris even more.  He continue he
journey down Scott's torso.  Drawing a line with his tongue down Scott's
sternum.  Stopping as he reached the belly button, Chris kissed again,
slipping his tongue into Scott's navel.  Scott giggled.  The journey down
continued.  Soon, Chris was at Scott's pubic hair.  He pressed his nose into
the wiry hairs there, and inhaled Scott's wonderful scent.  Kissing the area
just at the base of Scott's cock made them both groan with pleasure.
Slowly, as he licked and kissed his way around the beautiful 7 1/2 inch
piece of manhood in front of him, Chris used a hand to grasp the hard cock
firmly at the base and slowly stroke up.  As he reached the large head, he
could not resist.  Using, the precum that had been leaking copiously, he
began to lube up Scott's shaft.  As he gently sucked on Scott's large balls,
he stroked him up and down, slowly.  Each time, gathering more precum to aid
in the lubrication.  When he could not stand it anymore, he released Scott's
sac from his mouth, and without warning, Scott's hard, wet cock, was
enveloped in the warm, moist confines of Chris's mouth.  Scott groaned
loudly.  Chris began to suck in earnest.

Chris sucked quickly at first, then slowed his movements down.  He licked up
the underneath of Scott's hard cock, starting at the base, tracing the veins
upward all the way to the head.  He circled the rim of the head with his
tongue.  He dipped the tip of his tongue in the slit at the top of the head,
and tasted the delicious precum that was Scott's nectar.  He slowly licked
his way back down the shaft, relishing the texture and the taste of the
cock.  Before long, he could not stand it anymore.  With his mouth still on
Scott's cock, he used his hands to tear open the condom, he still held onto.
  Quickly, he removed his mouth from the cock, and slipped the condom on,
unrolling it all the way to the base.

With movements like a cat, Chris quickly straddled Scott, and grasping the
hard cock in his right hand, he guided it toward his quivering hole.  He
gasped as the tip touched his tight, puckered opening.  Slowly, he sat down,
impaling himself onto Scott's marvelous manhood.  As Chris felt Scott's
pubic hair grind into his ass, both men let a groan to end all groans.
Chris did not move for a minute or two.  He allowed his ass to adjust to
being filled again.  As the minor pain that occurred began to subside, he
leaned down, and pulled Scott closer to him.  Slowly, their lips met.
Slowly, Chris began to rock the two of them back and forth.  Slowly, Scott's
cock began to glide back and forth inside of Chris.

Scott pulled himself so that he was almost sitting up as Chris began a more
excited ride of his cock.  The two men locked lips and stayed that way.
Scott began thrusting upwards into Chris, and Chris bucked up and down on
him.  Both men where whimpering, as they knew the inevitable was
approaching.  Scott wanted to make it last a little longer.  Without
warning, and without pulling out, he managed to arrange Chris and himself so
that Chris was laying on his back, with Scott on top of, and still inside
him.  Scott took hold of Chris's legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Chris locked his feet together, for what he knew would be one of the most
pleasurable moments of his life.

Scott slowed his movements down.  He slid out, then in, as slow as he
possible could.  Each time he slid himself back in, he pushed as deep as he
could.  Each time, Chris cried out in pleasure, as the head of Scott's cock
massaged his prostate.  Slowly, Scott began to build up speed.  Each time,
however, he made sure the massage he started on Chris's prostate continued.
He continued to fuck faster, and harder, until he was pulling almost all the
way out, and then slamming himself back in.  But, in his desire to actually
make love to Chris, he began to slow his thrusts again, kissing Chris more
passionately than before, Scott edged closer and closer to climax.  With one
supporting some of his weight, Scott used his other hand to stroke Chris's
hard cock, which was leaking precum profusely now.  Scott reached his hand
down to cup his balls as he continued to make love to him.  He could feel
Chris's balls tighten.  He knew Chris would not last much longer and neither
would he.  With a powerful thrust, Scott pushed his cock as deep into Chris
as it would go.  Chris and he screamed out in ecstasy as their cocks
unleashed their loads.  Scott's cock, still buried deep within Chris's ass,
filled the condom as Chris's cock covered the two men with his warm juice.

As their orgasms subsided, Scott collapsed on top of Chris, who immediately
wrapped his arms around him and hugged him close.  Once again, their lips
found each other, and the two shared a gentle, and loving kiss.  They broke
the kiss as Scott's cock began to soften and slowly withdrew from Chris's
ass.  Chris spoke first.

"That was amazing."

Smiling, Scott replied, "I think I can safely say I share that sentiment."

"Mmm..." Scott murmured as he buried his face into Chris's neck, tasting the
flesh there, as well as the sweat that had begun to build up, "I could stay
here forever."

"Hmm...me too, but...."

"No, don't say it," Scott pleaded.

"C'mon sexy, we both gotta get up and get ready.  It's already five past
nine."

Scott laughed, "wow, I thought the whole reason you had me sleep over was so
I could be at work on time."

"Yeah, well, if you are not worried, neither am I."

"Nah, Donna's opening today too, so I am sure she'll understand, besides, I
think I should at least take a shower before I go in."

Chris ran his finger through the mess that covered Scott's chest and
giggled, "Yeah, I think maybe we both use one."

Scott raised his eyebrows in anticipation.  Chris got off the bed, and
pulled Scott up to his feet.  Taking him by the hand, he led him into the
bathroom which was connected to the bedroom.  As Scott put his arms around
Chris's waist, Chris reached behind him and turned the water on.  Scott
continued to nibble on Chris's earlobe as Chris checked to make sure the
temperature was neither too hot, nor too cold.

The two men stepped under the spray and began kissing again, as the water
washed over them.  Scott had already begun to move his mouth downward and
was attacking Chris's left nipple when Chris reached down and lifted Scott's
head up.

"Easy, lover boy.  We gotta get you to work."

"Oh, I know, I know, it's just that..."

"Nope, no more.  Turn around and I will wash your back."

Pouting only a little, Scott turned around, and Chris took the soap in his
hand and began a gentle massage all over Scott's back, washing him.  He
washed the back of Scott's neck, his broad shoulders, the small of his back.
  Slowly, he worked his hands and the soap downward, and began to wash
Scott's ass, massaging the cheeks as he did.  It was not long, before Scott
could not stand it anymore.  He took hold of Chris's hands and turned
himself around and planted his lips right on Chris's.  The two shared the
kiss for a solid five minutes before returning back to reality.  The reality
was that Scott would be late if they did not hurry.

They washed each other now, with no interruptions, and took turns drying
each other off.  Back in the bedroom, they dressed, as nonchalantly as if
they had been married for years and it was no big deal to be dressing in
front of each other.  After they were dressed, they quickly headed for the
front door, and once again, Chris's police car.

Ever the gentleman, Chris unlocked and opened Scott's door for him and
closed it as Scott was fastening his seatbelt.  He dashed around to his side
of the car and quickly got in.  He glanced down at the clock.  He was amazed
at how long they had taken with their shower, but then thought a little
more, looked over at Scott, and became amazed that he was able to restrain
himself.  But, enough of that, he had to get Scott to work.

It only took him about five or ten minutes to get Scott to the store.  As
the car pulled up in front, Scott glanced down at the clock and smiled.

"Right on time," Scott said.

"Of course, you did not think I would let you be late, did you?"

"I was sort of hoping I could be late," Scott said smiling mischievously.
He leaned over and gave Chris a kiss good bye, and got out of the car.

"Hey," Chris said, as he unrolled his window, "I've got some stuff to do
this morning, but are you sure it is ok if I stop by this afternoon?  I
mean, I don't want to bother you while you are working."

"You can stop by anytime, trust me, you will NOT be a bother."

The two men smiled at each other.  Scott unlocked the front door, and looked
back as Chris drove away.  He stood smiling, enjoying the memory of the
morning's lovemaking, still fresh in his mind, when he was snapped back to
reality by the sound of his boss.

"What did you guys do?  Go out for breakfast when you got here?"  Donna
asked.

"Huh, what?" Scott mumbled, snapping from his daze.

"Did you and Chris go to breakfast this morning?" she asked again, speaking
to him slowly as though he were a child.

Scott gave her his best "do-not-speak-to-me-like-a-child" look, and simply
replied, "no, there was not enough time after sex this morning."

After his comment, Scott walked past Donna into the office in the back room
to begin his opening procedures.  He had just finished printing up emails
from his district manager, and was counting the money for the registers when
Donna came in.  She did not say a word; she just stood there and looked at
him.  As though she were looking for some kind of change in him, she looked
him all over.  Scott glanced up at her, questioningly.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," she paused, "I gotta go pick some stuff up that boss-man wants me
to get so I can fix a couple things in here.  I'll be back in a couple
hours."

"No problem."

With that, Donna turned around and left, leaving Scott to finish his work.

***

The morning went by quickly.  Shipment came early, so Scott, in between
customers, was able to focus his efforts on that, rather than be distracted
by his seemingly continuous thoughts about Chris.  It was weird, he had
never felt so connected to somebody before, and it was not just from the sex
they shared either.  There was something a lot deeper.  He was not sure what
it was.  He did not dare say it was love, but who knows, that was still a
possibility.  He resigned himself to seeing if he could figure out how Chris
felt before he delved any deeper into it.

Before he knew it, it was a little after noon, and he looked out the front
window to see Donna pulling back into the parking lot, and he also saw
something he had not noticed before, probably because he was actually busy
working for a change, the hood on his car was up, and there was someone
leaned over doing something to the engine.  He was puzzled, as he had not
called a tow truck or anything about his car yet.  He had figured on calling
his father later on in the evening to see if he could come look at it.
There were no customers in the store, so Scott went outside to investigate.

Donna was standing next to his car talking to whoever was working on it, as
Scott approached.

"Hey, wanna tell me what you are..."  Scott stopped short when he saw Chris
lean up from his engine, his clothes, hands, and even his cheek dirty with
grease from the engine.

Donna smiled and went into the store, leaving the two men alone.

"I thought you had things to do today?" Scott asked.

"I did.  I did them already, so I thought I could add another thing to my
list."

"Fixing my car? I can't let you do that.  I mean, I can, but it is not your
place to do it."

"So, sue me.  I like working on things, and helping people.  Besides, you're
cute," Chris said with a grin on his face.

Scott blushed.

"I have seen you naked, and showered with you, and me calling you cute will
make you blush?  My, my how modest."

Scott laughed, "so, is my car gonna make it?"

"Yeah, I think so, looks like a belt had come loose and your battery was
dead."

"That's it?"

"Yeah.  Why, you were hoping to need a whole new engine maybe?"

"Very funny.  No, I am just glad it was nothing serious.  How can I repay
you?"

Chris looked at Scott, and smiled his best mischievous smile, and raised his
eyebrows.  And spoke, "You can agree to go out with me again."

"I think that can be arranged."

"Great, so I will pick you up tomorrow at, say 6?"

"Sure.  Let me write down my address for you."

"Not necessary."

"Oh?" Scott looked puzzled.

"Nope, remember I saw your license already.  Photographic memory," Chris
said tapping his temple.

"Ahh..."

"So, you go back to work, and I will see you here at 5."

"Why 5?"

"Because, Donna says that is when you get your dinner break, and since you
never take a lunch break, she is making you take an hour dinner, which means
you can come get something to eat with me."

Scott chuckled.  He really did like Chris, and really liked his style.  He
could not say no to him.  He agreed to have dinner with Chris that night
too, and with another kiss goodbye, the two men parted, Chris, to go home
and get some things done around his place, Scott to go back to work.

Donna was hanging up the phone as Scott walked back into the store.  She
just grinned at him.  Scott thought to himself, how could he give her shit
about what she had done, especially since he liked Chris so much.

"So?" Donna asked.

"What?"

"Please, please give me details.  C'mon, we have known each other too long
for you to hold out on me now," she pleaded.

"Fine, what do you want to know?"

"Everything."

Scott sighed, and began telling her about the night he'd had the previous
evening.  He told her how after they left the store, they went to see the
movie and got something to eat.  Then how they ended up going on to the
ocean.  He loved to try and make her squirm, so he got very graphic when he
described how much he and Chris ended up making out.  He told her, how his
hard on was basically rubbing against Chris's the entire time.  He described
the feel of Chris's ass as he squeezed it.  Then he told her how they got
back to the store really late and his car would not start, so Chris offered
to let him stay over at his place.  He stressed how much of a gentleman
Chris was that night, never once trying to take advantage of him, not even
when he had undressed him after carrying Scott into his bedroom.

Donna sighed, she was so happy for Scott, especially since it looked like
maybe he had found someone else, and would stop pining away for Brett.  She
had finished with the customer that came in and quickly got back to where
Scott was so that he could finish his story.  She was beginning to think she
was happier about this situation than Scott was.

Scott continued and told her about how comfortably he had slept, and how he
and Chris had spooned together almost the whole night, separating at some
point, but still staying cuddled together.  By now, Scott was absolutely
glowing.  He knew he could not stop talking.  He had to recount his
lovemaking with Chris to Donna, and being as open minded as she was, he knew
she could handle it.

He told her how they had started kissing, and as their kisses became more
urgent and more passionate, they knew what was eventually to come.  He
described to her how Chris kissed his way down his body, stopping to lick,
and nibble at his nipples, and how he gave Scott the most fantastic blow
job, only to end it by sliding Scott's hard cock inside Chris's tight hole.
Donna giggled as Scott told her the story.  She knew him too well, and knew
he was getting himself worked up again just talking about it.  As soon as
Scott finished describing their simultaneous orgasms, the phone rang.

"Thank you for calling MusicWorld, how may I help you?"  Scott said
answering the phone.

"Hey...it's me," said the voice on the other end.

"Umm...who's me?" Scott asked.

"Duh, your sister."

"Haha, sorry, I didn't recognize your voice."

"Yeah, yeah.  So, what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow?  Hmm...I, uh, I actually have, umm, plans."  Scott did not know
why he hesitated.  His entire family knew he was gay, and they all seemed
pretty cool with it.  The only one who seemed sometimes weirded out by the
whole thing was his dad, but even he had made lots of progress.  They had
even let him bring Brett, an ex boyfriend, to Christmas dinner the previous
year.

"Ohh...a date?"  Diana, his sister, teased him.

"Yes, a date," he replied a little too matter-of-factly.

"Very cool for you, but shitty for me."

"Why's that?"

"Daniel and I were gonna go out, and wanted to see if you could baby-sit the
boys for us.  Hmm...maybe mom and dad could do it."

"Sorry, you know I would, but..." Scott trailed off.

"Hey, don't even think about it, you go and have fun.  You going to mom and
dad's for Sunday dinner still?"

"Yeah, planning on it."

"Cool, if things go well, bring your date too."

"Ha, yeah, dad would love that."

"Oh please, he and Brett got along great."

"Ack, don't mention that name," Scott said.

"Sorry, anyways, I gotta go before my kids kill each other.  See you
Sunday."

"See ya Di."

Scott hung up the phone, and checked with Donna to make sure she was all set
up front so he could go and get schedules done, since she hated doing them.
She was fine, so Scott disappeared into the office for the next couple
hours, only re-emerging a little before it was time for him to go to dinner.

As he stepped back out on the sales floor, Scott was greeted with two
"Heys."  The first was a very welcome one from Chris, the second, however,
came from the one person Scott had not seen in months, Brett.  After all
this time, Scott could not figure out why he was back here.  Being the civil
person that he is however, he said Hi back and went over to Chris.  He told
Chris he would be right there, and if Chris would not mind waiting outside,
he would explain at dinner what was going on.  Chris told him that it was
not a problem.

Scott walked over to Brett and said hi again.  Brett gave him a hug.  Scott
was so shocked he did not even return the gesture.  He did speak though.

"So, what are you doing here?" Scott asked.

"I came to see you, why else would I be here?"

"I dunno.  We have not even spoken in almost six months."

"Yeah, I know.  I needed some time to clear my head."

"Mm hmm.  Sure."

"No, really I did.  And I still think we can be friends too, even after all
that has happened."

"Well, I guess, maybe," Scott said and he glanced outside at Chris who was
waiting patiently, "look, right now is kind of bad, maybe you can give me a
call later this weekend and we can talk."

Brett looked almost heartbroken, "yeah, sure," he said simply and left.

Scott looked over at his co-workers who had just come in for their shift,
and they looked back at him.  Donna glared at him.  He knew she had heard
him tell Brett to give him a call, and he knew she was pissed at him for
that.  He did not say anything, other than to tell them he would back in an
hour and there was a list of things to do in between customers on the
clipboard.

He walked outside to meet Chris again.  The two of them walked to the
bookstore down the road that also had a caf‚ in it.  They ordered and paid
and went to sit down at a quiet table in the corner, where they could have
at least a little privacy.

"So how has your day been going?" Chris inquired.

"Very slow.  It has been so dead today.  But, at least I can get a lot of
stuff done. And more so with Donna there, I forgot she was coming in today
to make up some hours she lost earlier in the week."

"Very nice."

"What have you been up to today?  Other than fixing my car."

"Honestly?  I did laundry after I dropped you off, I took my grandmother to
do her grocery shopping, and then I went to check on my car."

"Oh?" Scott realized his tone indicated a lot of surprise in it.

"Don't look so shocked," Chris laughed, "I do regular errands like everyone
else."

"Sorry, no, just, I dunno."

"That's ok.  AND, my car should be ready by Monday, thank goodness."

"That's cool," Scott said, still slightly detached from the conversation.
His thoughts were still reeling over seeing Brett again.

"So, you said you would tell me what was up with that guy in the store just
a bit ago."

"Huh, oh yeah, I did."

Chris nodded.  Scott decided he had better come clean with the whole
situation right then and there.

"That guy back there, well, he is sort of my ex-boyfriend.  It is a long
story, and somewhat complicated.  Are you sure you want to hear it?"

"Absolutely," Chris said, and checking his watch added, "and you have about
45 minutes left of your break."

Scott smiled and started talking.

"Well, he and I had been together for about 3 years.  He was the first guy I
ever felt really true feelings for.  I honestly thought he was the ONE.  We
met at a queer youth support group, and became friends really fast.  Next
thing we knew, we were spending almost every waking moment together.  People
stopped referring to us individually and started always mentioning us both
together, all the time.  It seemed so natural, and things progressed really
fast for us.  After our first official date, we had decided we were a
couple, an exclusive couple at that.  We went out or stayed in every night.
Every night, literally, we spent time together.  If I was not at his house,
he came over to mine.  We started sleeping together, and well, I won't get
into that, but, it happened a lot.  Then, one day it just dawned on me.  I
was falling IN love with him.  So I made up my mind.  We had been together
so long, I was going to ask him to marry me."

"Umm...you know gay marriages still are not legal right?" Chris interrupted.

"I know, but in my, our, eyes, we would have been married.  Anyways, I had
decided that on New Year's eve of 1999, right at midnight, I was gonna ask
him.  However, a week earlier he had helped me out with a video project I
had been working on, he was one of the actors.  We had to create a scene for
a class I was taking, and we did a mock interview.  Anyways, I digress.
Well that night, we were at my house, and things for some reason started
getting weird.  Like I was trying to cuddle up to him on the couch, and all
of a sudden he got up and said he had to get home, he had some stuff to do,
that he would talk to me later.  I just gave him the benefit of the doubt,
so I said sure, and kissed him goodbye.  That night, I went online to check
my email, and there was a message from him.  He was breaking up with me.
After all the time we had spent together, he really only saw me as a
friend."

"Wow, that seems kind of harsh," Chris responded, still seeming genuinely
interested in Scott's story.

"Yeah, so when I confronted him and he gave me this sob story of how he had
been trying to tell me, and he was really sorry, but he still wanted us to
be friends, I, being the fucking moron that I was, gave in and told him "Of
course we can be friends."  Anyways, to make a long story short, I ended up
pining away for him for almost 6 months, ya know, calling him and still
hanging out.  Then one day, we had this huge blow up about something, I
honestly cannot even remember what it was, and I had not heard from him in
six months, until today at the store."

"Wow, so, umm...are those feelings about him that you had...?"  Chris
trailed off.

"I think I can safely say, I am sooo over him," Scott replied with a big
smile on his face.

"Good," Chris said, and he looked at his watch again, then looked back at
Scott.

"I know, I know, back to work."

"Yep, for you and me both."

"I thought you had today off?"

"Nope, I swapped shifts with a buddy at the station so we could go out again
tomorrow night."

Scott looked at him as though to say 'you do not need to rearrange your work
schedule just because of me' but ended up smiling at him, and telling him
that was sweet, but not to make a habit out of it.  Chris just laughed and
opened the door to the store so they could leave.  As they reached the door
to Scott's store, Chris suddenly pulled him to him, and planted a kiss right
on his lips.  Scott, usually fearful of public displays of affection, did
not even try to stop him, he just went with it, besides, he figured it would
give his co-workers something to talk about.  As they broke the kiss, Scott
thanked Chris for fixing his car again and told him that he would see him
the next night.  Chris just grinned and practically skipped off, almost
kicking his heels together in the air.  Scott laughed.  He felt the same
way.  Now if he only knew what Brett wanted.


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