Date: Fri, 23 Aug 2002 14:59:47 -0700
From: mjac4@sunset.net
Subject: Arren, Tony and Isaac     Chapter 15 (Young Friends)

Arren, Tony and Isaac

Part 2

Chapter 15 - The More You Learn the More You Love

Tuesday morning, I woke, and did what I had to do in the bathroom.  I got
ready for school, and headed down the stairs.  Mom and dad were both there,
and I was happy about that.  I gave them both hugs and kisses.  Mom had a
great breakfast ready, with orange juice.  It was marvelous.  We talked a
little more about Tony and me.  Mom and dad also told me that his parents
were going to talk to him about us.  I thought this was great, now we didn't
have to hide our true feeling about each other.  I was also thinking about
whether I loved Tony or not.  I do love Tony, and I told mom and dad this
too.  We continued to talk, until I had to leave.  I told mom and dad that I
LOVED THEM, and went off to wait for the bus.  I just hoped that Isaac is at
school today, so that I can tell him all about my weekend.  I didn't get
much of a chance to study the book that he gave me, but I read it all the
way to school.

My bus arrived at school first, but I only had to wait for about one minute
before Isaac's bus showed up.  He was the first one off the bus, looking for
me with those beautiful dark eyes.  That heart-melting smile was on his cute
little face when he saw me waiting for him.  I smiled back, and I know that
he turned red when I did.  I think he likes me more then I thought.  Maybe,
it's because, I'm the only one who really wants to be with him all the time,
and I do.  I love that beautiful smile he gives me, and I love those awesome
dark eyes he has.

When we got closer to each other, he put his little hand on my shoulder.  I
just gave him a friendly little hug.  I asked him if he wanted to go to our
first period class, and he signed, yes.  We walked and I started to tell him
all about the weekend I had.  I left out the part about the super great sex
that I had, but he seemed to like listening to me.  He just kept smiling and
would once in awhile put his hand on my shoulder to steady himself.  I think
that he liked to hold onto me, so I took his right arm, and held onto him,
so he could use me as a crutch.  He had a smile, from ear to ear.  If anyone
would say anything to me, about holding onto him, I would just tell them,
that I'm helping a friend.  I don't think that the kids at this school
really cared.  They seemed to be more involved in themselves, and not
someone helping out a little disabled kid.

Today, Mr. Bennett, was in his class, and was ready to start out a new week.
After lasted weeks little fiasco, he seemed to be ready to forget what
happen, and move on.  After about fifteen minutes later, the bell rang, and
we started on the bones again.  Did I mention that I love this class?  Well,
just in case I didn't, I do.  Once again, it was over before it started, and
Isaac and I were on our way to the next class.  Mr. Shannon was happy today,
and he was ready to start out a new week too.  We started our assignments,
and again, this class was over too.  I said good bye to Isaac, and I headed
to my PE class.  I wonder what kind of teacher they got us now?  Well, I'm
going to find out here in a few minutes.

Today, the principle of the school was in the gym, and he wanted to talk to
all of the kids, and not just the freshman class.  He told us that coach
Mills is no longer going to be our coach, and then he introduced us to our
new freshman coach, Mr. Keffner.  The principle talked for a few more
minutes, and then he let coach Keffner take over our class.  The principle
went and sat down off to one of the side benches, and then coach Keffner
told us a little about himself.  He seemed to be a very nice man, and not
anything like Mr. Dildo Head.  He told us that we could start out the class
tomorrow, and then we could start having fun in this class.  All of the
boys, thought this was great, and I could see that all of them liked him
better.  This was, after all, a school, and not a military camp.  I think
coach Keffner thought so too.  He wanted to teach us how to play by the
rules of the game, and not force us to hunt down some invisible enemy to
kill.  I think, he'll work out just fine, and, I think that a lot of the
other boys thought so too.

At our math class, I met Isaac at the door, and we went in and sat in our
usual place.  Today, we started on Skill 3, simple addition.  I didn't need
to show Isaac anything about this skill.  He already knew how to do it, and
was done in just a few minutes.  I finished before him, but he was right
behind me.  Most of the class also finished too, and then most of the kids
talked until the bell.

Today's lunch was mashed potatoes and some kind of meat gravy.  It wasn't to
bad, and we ate it up as fast as we could, so we could go outside, and sign
and talk.  Isaac taught me until the bell, and then, off we went to our
English class.  I didn't care what we did, as long as I was sitting with
Isaac.  Ever time I looked at him; he would just give me the cutest smile.
I wanted him so bad, that it was very hard not to lean over and start
kissing him.  I had to think of something fast, so I smiled back at him, and
then, out of play, I told him to be quiet.  He looked at me with a look of,
"what", and then smiled even bigger.  I can't believe this boy is so cute.
If he were anymore adorable, it would be a crime.

In our art class, Isaac was in a more playful mood now.  He would keep
bumping my arm, every time I was trying to draw something.  He would then
look at me, and kill me with that smile.  I would just smile back, and tell
him to shut-up.  He would then, bump me in the shoulder with his head, and
smile even more.  It was the greatest thing.  I don't know what the other
kids in the class thought about this, and no one said anything to us, with
the exception for, "what is Isaac signing?"  I would try to tell them, but I
didn't know if I was telling them what Isaac said or not.  I didn't know all
that much about his language either, but I was trying to learn.

There went the bell, and then we went to the busses.  Today, my bus was a
little late, so Isaac and I just talked until it came.  Isaac's bus showed
up first, and he didn't want to get on it.  He wanted to stay and talk with
me.  The bus driver saw that he wasn't getting on the bus, and had to come
out and tell him that it was time to go.  Then my bus showed up, and I told
Isaac that we would see each other tomorrow.  I told him that I would wait
for him if I got here first.  He signed that he would wait for me if he got
here first also.  I gave him a quick little hug, and he hobbled off to his
bus.  The driver helped him on, and they were off.  We were right behind
them as we drove out of the parking lot.

The next day, my bus arrived just a few minutes before Isaac's.  I was
waiting for him, and he had a smile for me when he got off.  I was really
starting to like the time that we had together, and I'm sure that Isaac
liked it too.  He was determined to teach me how to read his signs.  I like
learning too, but it wasn't as easy as I thought it was going to be.

First period, we learned more about the bones.  It flew by, just like second
period.  But today in third period, most of the boys in our PE class were
ready to start the class with our new and nicer coach.  We went into the gym
to change, and David and I started to take our clothes off.  I was looking
at David's body, and he does have a nice build.  He didn't have any hair
under his arms, but I saw a few little hairs sticking out of his tight white
underwear heading up to his belly button.  It wasn't a lot of hair, but you
could see it.  Also, from what I could see, he had a nice penis too.  I don'
t think it as big as mine, but I think I wouldn't mind playing with it.  I
was also looking around the gym, and you could see that a lot of the boys
took off their underwear to put on some other kind of underwear.  I didn't
know it at that time, but I would later find out that this was a jockstrap.
When they were naked, I could see that Tony was right about the boys in this
country.  They were ALL circumcised, and from what I could see, so far, I
was the only one with foreskin.

After changing, we headed for the gym.  The coach said that it was such a
nice day out, that we should go outside and play our games.  We played until
about ten minutes before the bell, and then the coach told us to hit the
showers.  Once inside, David and I strip naked.  When I was naked, I could
tell that David was looking at my body and penis, but he didn't say anything
about the extra skin that I have.  I looked at David's penis, and I could
see that he is circumcised, but he does have a very nice looking penis.  I
was guessing, that if he was hard.  He would probably be about five to five
and a half inches long.  Smooth and hairless testicles too.

The room with the showers had poles through out it, with four showers heads
on each of them.  David and I just got under one close to the door, so we
could shower quickly, and then get out.  But I was indiscreetly looking at
all of the other boys in the shower.  I still didn't see one other boy with
foreskin.  I was the only one, and I could tell that there were a few other
boys looking at me too.  It was like their eyes couldn't help it, but to
look at my penis and my tan butt too.  No one said anything, and then I left
the shower to dry off.  David was right behind me.  When we got back to the
locker, I could almost swear that David's penis was a little harder.  I
tried not to notice, and got dress so I could get out before I tried to suck
him off.  He is a good-looking boy, and I think I would like to have his
penis in my mouth, so I could taste his semen.  Who knows, maybe he and I
could get together someday.  I doubt it, but you never know.

Isaac was waiting for me at the door of forth period.  That smile that he
has is just killing me.  I think, this is why he's doing it.  He knows that
I find it very pleasing when he does it.  All I can do, to keep from kissing
him, is to smile back at him.  Every time I smile at him, he smiles even
bigger and then turns away fast, like he is bashful.  It is very cute when
he does that, and I find myself smiling at him, just to make him do that
every time.  I know he likes me, and I know he knows that I like him, but I'
m still not sure just how much he likes me.  When I learn more about him.  I
'm sure I will know more about how this friendship will turn out.

Today, Isaac and I got something from the snack bar, and we had a nice lunch
under some trees by the library.  I tried to learn as much of his language
as I could before fifth period started.  I'm glad that Isaac is in this
class with me.  Every time I look at him, he just gives me a great big
smile; I really love that when he does it.  In our art class, Isaac was a
little more playful, and he would keep taking my crayons, when he thought I
wasn't looking.  It was a lot of fun, especially with him being here with
me.  I really didn't want the bell to ring, but it did, and we had to go our
separate ways.  I could almost swear that Isaac had a tear in his eye, when
I got on my bus to leave.  It was hard to get on the bus, but I did, so I
could make it home.  That was it.  Now I'm going to ask dad about the
driving lessons when I get home.

At dinner, that evening, I asked dad about him teaching me how to drive.  He
told me that I could get a learner's permit, when I'm fifteen and a half.  I
would have to wait, to get my license, until I'm sixteen.  That's a little
over eight month's way, but dad said that he would start teaching me this
weekend.  I said, thank you, with a big hug and a kiss for him, and then I
kissed mom too, just because I love her, just as much as I love dad.

The week pasted, and during the week, I told Isaac that I was going to learn
how to drive from my dad.  His face lit up like a little kid, on Christmas
morning.  He seemed to be very happy about this, and asked me if I had a car
already.  I told him I didn't have one, but I was going to ask my brother if
it would be okay to rent or buy his old truck.  Isaac got an odd look on his
face, but then he just gave me a smile.  I was beginning to learn, that when
he did that, he was going to do something, but I didn't know what.  I think
the last time I saw him make that look, he changed the last two classes that
he had, so he could be with me.  I was really starting to like this kid,
more then I thought I would.

When the weekend came, dad did take me out, and he showed me how to drive in
Ronald's truck.  He only showed me around the orchard.  He said, that I
could drive on the roads, when I got a better feel of how the truck worked.
That night, I called Ronald, and asked him about his truck.  He said that I
could use his truck all I wanted, but only after I get my license.  He also
told me, that I would have to pay for the insurance if I were to use it on
the road.  This was a great deal, and I told him to come home, so I could
give him a super big hug, and a kiss.  He said that he would collect that
when he comes home for Thanksgiving.  I told him that I love him very much,
and I would be counting the days until he was here for me to hug.

As the days pasted, I was learning more at school, and I was learning more
about Isaac.  He is the youngest of four children.  He has two sisters, and
one brother.  Isaac, is also a lot younger then his brother, thirteen years
younger.  His sisters are older then his brother.  His second sister is
three years older then his brother, and his oldest sister is almost two
years older then his second sister.  I thought this was a little strange, so
I asked Isaac why, he was born so late into the family.  He told me, that he
was actually the fifth child, but the forth child, died before it was born,
back in 1962.  His mother had a difficult pregnancy with the forth child,
and after the child was stillborn.  The doctors told her that she couldn't
have anymore children, so his dad never had a vasectomy, after that child.
Then thirteen years later, she found out that she was pregnant again.  The
doctors told her that she should have an abortion, but she would not even
think about that.  He also told me, that she had a very difficult pregnancy
with him, and he was a little over a month premature when he was born.

Isaac, also told me that his first three mouths on this Earth was spent in
the hospital.  He said that he was a very sick kid, for his first year or so
and then that truck came crashing through their house when he was nine, and
made things worse.  This is what he really didn't need, and then he was back
in the hospital for another two years of his life.  Now, he lost all of his
memories of his life, until he woke up a little over a year later.  I just
hugged him, and he was more then happy to let me.  Isaac is a very brave and
strong willed kid, I thought, and I was going to do what ever I could to
help him.  It took, a long time for Isaac to tell me all of this, so now I
was more determined then ever to learn as much from him as I could.

As more days passed, I was reading his signs more, and with me reading him
better.  He was writing things down a lot less.  Teachers, and a lot of the
kids, would just rely on me to translate for him.  I was glad to do it, but
I kind of wished that others knew how to read his sings too.  There are
seven others kids in this school that use sign language, but they are also
totally deaf, and they are in a different part of the school, and don't mix
with the others kids much.  Isaac, is the only one that can hear, but he
just can't speak, so they let him go to the same classes with the rest of
the kids.  He still goes to the library, where he's taught sign language,
and then he teaches it to me.  He says, that I'm a very fast learner, and
likes how I picked it up so quickly.  I'm a little surprised myself, but I
like it.

This year, Halloween is on a Tuesday, and mom and dad told me that I had to
stay home, and not go over to Tony's house.  I had school tomorrow, and they
didn't want me to miss out on something.  Tony and I want to be together,
but it wasn't going to happen.  He told me, that he wasn't going to do
anything without me being there with him, and I said the same thing.  I also
told him, that mom bought me a big pumpkin to carve, but I told him that I
wasn't going to do it.  I just wanted him here with me, or I wanted to go to
his house.  Maybe next year, after I get my driver's license, then I'll just
drive up to see him anytime I want.  This year, Halloween is a big fat bust,
and we weren't happy about it.

Thanksgiving is now just a little over three weeks away and I knew that the
whole family would be home for the holidays.  I asked mom and dad if I could
invite Tony and his mom and dad over.  I was too late on that part.  Mom
already asked them.  But this year, Tony and his mom and dad couldn't make
it.  Tony's aunt is coming over, and both of his grandparents are coming
over too.  I was glad that Tony was going to have a good time, but I wished
that he were going to have a good time with me.

I thought about asking Isaac over, and thought this would be a really good
time for mom and dad to meet him.  I wasn't sure if Isaac could over, or
even if he wanted to.  I would love for him to come over, and even ask his
parents too.  I never met them, and I would love to get to know them.  I
would ask mom and dad, if I could invite Isaac and his parents over for
thanksgiving.  When I did ask them, they said that they would love to meet
Isaac, and his parents.  Mom also told me to make sure, that he wanted to
come over and for me not to pressure him into something that he may not want
to do.  I told them, that I like Isaac as a very good friend, and I would
never do anything to hurt him, ever.  Mom and dad knew that every word I
said, I meant with sincerity.

The next time I was at school, and I was with Isaac, I asked him if he
wanted to come to my house for thanksgiving.  His cute little face lit up
like a kid just saw Santa Claus for the first time.  He said the he would
love to come over, but he would have to ask his parents first.  This was
starting to work out great, until Isaac did ask his parents.  They had to
tell him no, because his family was going to come over.  I thought this was
the worst holiday so far.  No Tony, and no Isaac either.  What more can go
wrong?

But the next thing that happened didn't go wrong; it went right.  Isaac told
me that he couldn't come over for thanksgiving, but he said that he was
allowed to come over to my house, the weekend before Christmas.  I thought
this was great, and asked him what days.  He wrote, the weekend of the 22nd,
23rd and 24th.  He signed that he had to be home on Christmas Eve.  This was
great, and then I looked at the paper that he gave me.  The 22nd was a
Friday and I asked him, if he would just like to go home with me after
school let out.  His smile gave me the answer, and then he wrote that he
would like that very much.  I was starting to like the holidays again.  I
also asked him if he would like to go to the movies with me, and this way,
we could have as much fun as possible.  He seemed happy about it, but he
could tell that I really wanted to be with him, so he agreed.

As the days passed, and it got closer to Thanksgiving, Ronald came home for
a few days.  He was telling us all about his school and his job that they
all had.  Kelly and Paul are doing very well in school too, but Ronald is
doing very, very well.  His marks (grades) are very good, and he is very
determined to keep going, until he graduates from college.  Mom and dad are
very proud of him, and so are grandpa and grandma.  Just like I said that I'
d do when he got home.  I gave him a big hug and even a bigger kiss.  I told
him that dad was teaching me how to use his truck around the orchard.  He
said that he would take me out and show me also.  I told him, thank you, and
hugged him again.  I love my big brother, and I'm catching up to him too.
He said that I was getting very tall, and very hansom.  I'm still not as
tall as Ronald is, but I'll be there one of these days.  Ronald is now
twenty-one years old, and I think he is still the best big brother in the
whole wide world, I love him very much.

The first night home, I made Ronald sleep in my room.  Just like the old
days, I wanted him with me.  I told him everything that has happened, since
the last time he was here.  We talked while we cuddled naked together.  I
told him all that I knew about Isaac, and that he will be here the weekend
before Christmas.  I also told him that mom and dad know about Tony and me.
He said that he knew about that already, dad called him, to thank him for
watching out for me, and for getting all the things that Tony and I would
need to be safe.  Then he asked me if I told Isaac about me being
homosexual.  I told him no, and then told him, that Isaac is a very good
friend, and that I would NEVER do anything to hurt him.  Ronald knew that I
wouldn't hurt him on purpose, but he told me to be very careful anyway.  He
said that for some reason, when people find out that you are homosexual,
they change, and they will treat you differently.  Even if they don't mean
to.  I hugged and kissed Ronald again, and then we went to sleep.

Thanksgiving was great; mom and grandma made a great feast, and the pies
that grandma made, were the tops.  I know that if my grandmother and God had
a pie baking contest.  I honesty think that my grandma would win first
prize, and God would have to settle for second place.  Over the summer,
grandma won first place, three times, at the county fair.  She did it with
her Cherrie pie, Pumpkin, yummy, yummy, yummy... and for the first time,
with her Apple pie.  Grandpa was extremely proud of grandma, so he built her
a nice little cabinet with glass doors, so she can show off all of the
ribbons that she has won over the years.

Karen and Andy also came over for the best dinner that we ever had.  They
said that they are still planing on getting married, but they still want to
wait until they get out of school.  Andy and Ronald hit it off right away.
They were talking like they knew each other for years.  They were having the
greatest time talking and joking with each other.  Dad and grandpa were
talking about the farm, and they were thinking about buying about sixty more
acres.  They wanted to plant more trees, and get a head start on growing
some plums.  Grandpa said that, when you dry out plums, they turn into,
prunes.  He said that everybody needs to be regular, then he started to
laugh, and I didn't know why.

Thanksgiving weekend was over before I wanted it to be, but I was glad to
see Isaac that following Monday.  Isaac said that his parents wanted to meet
my parents and me too.  He said that they wanted to meet me, as soon as
possible.  He told me that after school, that his mom and dad are going to
pick him up, and he wanted me to go with them.  They would drive me home
after school was over.  I told him that I would have to get permission to do
that, and I told Isaac that I would call home, and ask my mom and dad.

We made our way to the pay phones, and I called mom and told her what was
happening.  She said that she would be very happy to meet Isaac, and his mom
and dad.  Mom said that she would get off early from work, and come home, so
she would be able to greet Isaac's mom and dad.  Mom told me that Mr. Shelby
would do just about anything for her.  He is such a sweet and dear man; I
love him too.  At three o'clock, Isaac's parents showed up out in the front
part of the school.  I helped Isaac over to the car, and we got in the back
seat.

"Hello there, you just have to be Arren," Miss. Eagleton said, with a big
friendly smile.  "All Isaac ever talks about, is you.  Arren helped me with
this; Arren helped me with that, Arren, Arren, Arren."  I just smiled, and I
think I turned a little red from embarrassment too.  "You really made a very
big influence on him, thank you very much."

"Yes you did," Mr. Eagleton said, holding out his hand for me to shake.  "I
haven't seen my son this happy in years, and I thank you, for putting a
smile on his face, that I haven't seen in a long time."

"Thank you," I said, shaking both of their hands.  "I really like Isaac, he'
s fun to be with, and I'm learning a lot from him too."

"He's learning more from you," Miss. Eagleton said.  "He just can't stop
talking about what you do for him."

"Thank you, Miss. Eagleton," I said.

"Please Arren, call me Ellen, and this is my husband, Gordon," Ellen said.

"I'm glad to meet you both," I said.

We talked for a few minutes, getting to know each other.  Isaac had the
biggest smile, and so did his mom and dad.  They asked me all sorts of
questions about me, and I tried to answer everything I could without
reviling my sexual lifestyle.  I really like Isaac, and I didn't want to
lose him as a friend, and I didn't want his parents to worry about him or
me.  I was very careful, on how I answered the questions that they asked me.

"If you tell me which way to go, we can take you home Arren," Gordon said.

"Oh, sorry," I said.  "Just head out of town to the east, and then take the
state highway to the south, about thirteen miles."

"Okay," Gordon said.  "Just tell me which way to turn."

Gordon drove, and Isaac scooted closer to me, as we were heading out.  I
loved it, but I could see Gordon looking at us in the mirror.  He wasn't
smiling anymore, but he didn't say anything to Isaac or me about this.  I
pretended that I didn't notice this, and just continued to like the
closeness that Isaac wanted with me.  Ellen didn't say anything at all, and
kept talking, and smiling all the way home.  When we got home, mom and dad
came out to great everyone.  Mom and dad were very happy to finally meet
Isaac, and they were happy to meet his parents too.  We went into the house,
and they continued to talk, and get to know each other.  Mom and dad were
having a nice conversation with Isaac's mom and dad.  We sat on the sofa
together and listened to them talk.

We learned how the truck, which came crashing though their house, lost it's
braking system, and couldn't stop before it hit the house.  They told us how
they thought that Isaac would never recover after the accident.  They talked
about how Isaac would try to hide from his physical therapies.  After Isaac
woke up, and they started to get him moving.  They told us how much he hated
it, and would try to hide from him.  The hospital that he was in was a
children's convalescent hospital, specializing in coma care.

Mom and dad told them about me, and how much I hated the hospital.  Isaac
already told them about me, and how I had my accident.  They seem to see why
I became a friend with Isaac.  Isaac's parents seem to like my mom and dad,
and I know that Isaac's mom liked me too, but his dad seem to have a little
problem with me.  He didn't say anything to anyone, but I can feel it, and
see it in his eyes.  I was wondering if he knew that I was gay, and would
end up poisoning his son.  I know that I'm not going to do anything to hurt
Isaac, and I would never do anything that he wasn't okay with doing.

After a while, mom invited the Eagleton's to stay for dinner, but they
graciously had to decline the offer.  They had another place to get to, and
said their good-byes, and headed to their car, with my new friend, Isaac.  I
wanted Isaac to stay, but he had to leave too.  I could see that he really
wanted to stay, so we could chat (sign) more, but not today.  I told him
that we would see each other at school the next day, and he seemed to be a
little happier about that.  He signed good bye, and I helped him into the
car.  I watched as they drove away, with Isaac's little face looking back at
me through the car window.  They turned the corner, and then they were gone.
This seemed to hurt quite a bit, but I didn't let anyone see that it was
hurting me.

Once back in the house, mom and dad asked me what Isaac signed.  I told
them, and they were happy that I was a good friend with him.  I just wished
that they could have stayed longer, so that I could have shown Isaac around
more.  I think that Isaac would like the pool and the Jacuzzi, but I'll wait
to ask him when he comes over for our weekend.

The next day at school, I was waiting for Isaac to show up.  He showed about
three minutes after my bus drop me off.  His face had that cute smile that I
love very much.  When we got closer, he put both crutches in one hand, so he
could hold onto me.  I just helped him, so we could walk to first period.  I
helped him walk, in a way, that no one would think anything about it.  When
we got to class, we just signed and talked, until the bell.  The class just
flew by, and so did second period.  My PE class was okay, but I would rather
not even bother going, because Isaac wasn't in the class with me.  All
though class, I just couldn't stop thinking about him and I want this class
to be over quickly, so we could be together.  Ten minutes before the bell,
coach Keffner, sent us off to the showers.

Once in the showers, David and I would start talking about whatever.  As we
were talking, I would notice him looking at me.  I really didn't mind, but
in here, people would start to think you were weird, or something.  I would
just joke with him, and he would do the same.  A few other boys were joking
with us too, and I think this made it a little easier to be with all these
beautiful naked boys.  And they were beautiful too.  Some of the older boys
had hair on their chests, like my brother Ronald.  Some of the boys had some
very nice penises too, but I still didn't see one other boy, in this one
class, that had foreskin, all of them had been circumcised.  I felt a little
out of place, because, I know that some of these boys were looking at me,
and it wasn't my face either.

At our math class, Isaac was waiting for me today.  We took our seats, and
started our next skill.  We were doing whole numbers, divided by fractions
now.  So far I was doing pretty good in this class, and I wouldn't need Mr.
Bonomini to help me too much.  Isaac was doing okay, but he would ask me to
help him, when he got a little behind.  I was more then happy to help, and
Mr. Bonomini was glad that I was helping him too.  I think that Mr. Bonomini
really didn't understand Isaac's signs to well, so he would just let me help
him.  I tried to help him, but if I couldn't, I would get Mr. Bonomini to
show me, then I would show Isaac.  I think that Mr. Bonomini really like me
too.  I know I like him, because, he lets me help not only Isaac, but also a
few other kids too.

At lunch, it was getting to cold out to sit outside anymore, and the rains
were here too.  Isaac and I would just sit inside, and have our lunch, and
then sign back and forth to each other.  Isaac didn't want me to talk; he
wanted me to sign to him, for the practice.  I was doing a lot better at
reading him, and also talking to him, with my hands.  I still need a lot
more time to learn this new language, but I'm going to do my very best to
learn it.  A lot of the kids would just look at us, and try to figure out
what we were saying.  It was a lot of fun, but I still wished that more kids
knew how to read him.  If they could read him, I think that Isaac would have
a lot more friends.  He does have a few more friends, but they are the kids
that are deaf, and the kids that can hear, don't want to bother with him,
except for me.  If they just got to know Isaac, I know they would really
like him.  Isaac is really funny, he told me a joke that I still laugh
about, even today.  Isaac told me this joke.  What can get bigger, and
bigger, but never weigh anything?  I was stumped, and then he told me the
answer.  A hole, then he started to laugh.  No sound came from him, but he
was just laughing so hard, that his whole little body was just shaking.  I
was laughing too, and I just loved it.

I know that I'm really falling for this boy, and it's got me to thinking.
Is Isaac going to be okay, if I tell him that I'm gay?  I wanted to tell
him, but I don't want to lose a beautiful friend that I have in Isaac.  I
want to be truthful with him, but I'm just not sure that I should tell him
yet.  I'll wait and see how our weekend turns out, before I tell him.  If he
really likes me, then nothing I'll say to him, will matter.  He'll still be
my friend, but I just hope that things don't change for the worse, when I do
tell him.

As more days passed, and our weekend was getting closer.  Mom and dad got a
nice little Christmas tree, and set it up by the old piano.  I made sure
that everything was perfect at our house.  There wasn't anything in my room
that would make Isaac feel uncomfortably.  I took the book that Tony gave
me, and hid it in my toy box that was in my closet.  When I opened the toy
box, I saw the magazines that Ronald gave me.  I completely forgot about
them, and thought it was kind of funny, that I was using this toy box again,
to hide something.  I looked through the magazines a little, and then put
them back, with the book that Tony gave me.

When I was happy with my room, I went down stairs to the kitchen to ask mom
for a favor.  I asked her if she could help me make some of the cookies that
I love so much.  I had grandma's super secret recipe with me, when I asked
her.  Mom gave me a big smile, and said that she would be very happy to help
me.  I gave mom a big kiss, and hugged her tight too.  I love her so much.
We spent a few hours after dinner, that Thursday evening making the best
cookies on the face of the planet.  Tomorrow is Friday, and Isaac will be
coming home with me, for a few days, and I wanted him to feel VERY much at
home here.  School is only going to be a half-day, so mom said that she
would pick us up at twelve o'clock.  I called Isaac's mother, and she said
that everything is okay with what we were planing.  She said that Isaac was
really looking forward to this weekend, and this was the first time that he
would be spending away from home, since he came home from the hospital.

Later on that evening, mom and dad wanted to know if I told Isaac that I was
gay.  I told them the truth, and also told them that I would never do
anything that would make Isaac feel uncomfortably, or hurt him.  Mom and dad
were just making sure that I was okay with him, if he wasn't gay.  I told
them yes, and I told them that Isaac is my friend first, and not a lover.
They were okay with this, and then I headed for bed.  Tomorrow is going to
be great.  I'm going to have my new friend over, and I'm sure that he'll
feel right at home.  I got out my old chessboard, and cleaned it up.  I
thought we might play a game, after we get home from the movies.  If Isaac
doesn't know how to play chess, then I'll have a good time teaching him
something new.  I made sure that all of the pieces were there, and then went
to the bathroom, to get ready for bed.  I was really looking forward to
tomorrow.

The next morning, I was up by six, and went to the bathroom to use the
toilet, and to use the shower.  I got dressed, and then went down stairs
where mom and dad were sitting and having a cup of coffee.  Mom was just
getting ready to start breakfast, and dad was talking about what he and
grandpa were going to be doing today.  As mom was cooking, she was telling
me to be out in the front part of the school, so we could be on our way
home, as soon as school was over.  She didn't want Isaac standing around to
long, because of his disability.  I told her that we would be ready, and not
to worry about Isaac, I would take care of him.

When I got to school, I waited for Isaac's bus to come.  I saw it turn into
the parking lot, and then stop in front of me.  I was looking forward to
seeing Isaac, but he wasn't on the bus.  My heart just jumped into my
throat.  Where was he, was he sick, and couldn't make it?  His mother said
that he was looking forward to this weekend.  I thought I'd ask the bus
driver.  She told me that Isaac wasn't at the bus stop today, so she just
continued on without him.  I wanted to kill her for not bringing Isaac, so
that we could start our weekend.  This really sucks, so I went to my first
period class.  As I turned the corner to go to my class, I saw Isaac coming
up the hall, from the other direction.  I ran over to him as fast as I
could.

"Why weren't you on the bus today," I asked him with a sigh of relieve.

"My mom brought me today," he signed.  "She called your mother, and asked
her if it would be okay to bring a few of my things over this morning.  She
didn't want me to haul it around all day long."

I thought this was a great idea, because, I forgot about what Isaac would
need for the next few days.  I'm sure he's going to need a few of his things
to be more comfortable at my house.

"I'm sorry," I said.  "I didn't think about what you might need."

"That's okay, I didn't either, my mom did," he signed, with a super big cute
smile on his face.

"I'm glad that your mother was thinking about what you may need," I said.
"I don't think it would be very much fun if we had to take you home, because
you forgot something."

"I'm not going home, until I have to," he signed, and then he gave me a
really cute smile.  He was up to something, I can tell, by the way he was
smiling.  "I want this to be a fun weekend."

There was something in that smile, "okay", I said.  "My mom will be here to
pick us up, at twelve o'clock.  She said to meet her out front."

He took my arm, and smiled again.  He nodded his head, yes, and we went to
our class.  Mr. Bennett told us to just enjoy a free period, and to talk
quietly among ourselves.  Isaac and I didn't say a word; we just signed to
each other.  A few other kids wanted to know what we were saying, so we
tried to show them too.  But, because this was only a half-day, the class
was over before we knew it.  Second period was the same way, and it was over
too.  I told Isaac that I would see him at our forth-period class, and
started to walk off.  Isaac was right behind me, he said that he wanted to
go to my PE class today with me.  He said that he wasn't going to go to the
library today.  I just knew that he was up to something, so we just walked
together to the gym.  The coach told us we didn't have to change today, and
told us to just have fun.  I know all of the boys here really like him, so
we just had fun.  I asked coach Keffner if it would be okay for Isaac to
join the class today.  He said that it would be just fine, but told Isaac to
be careful.  Isaac gave coach Keffner a big smile, and I think coach Keffner
started to blush, it was really neat.

I got Isaac and me a basketball, and we just bounced it back and forth to
each other.  Isaac wanted to try to make some baskets, so we got a little
closer to one.  It was a little difficult for him to hold the ball, and to
hold himself up too.  I held him, so he could put his crutches down.  This
got the attention of David, who came over to see what we were doing.  I told
him, and he seemed to want to help.  He said that he would get the ball for
Isaac, after he tried for the basket.  Isaac gave him a big smile too, and I
know that David now likes Isaac too.

Isaac took the ball, and aimed for the basket.  He then went for it, and
came up really short.  David got him the ball, and told Isaac to use more of
his wrist the next time.  Isaac smiled at him again, and I swear, David was
as red as a beet, it was really cute.  Isaac aimed again, and this time, the
ball bounced off of the rim.  He was getting closer.  The next time, he made
it in, and I was very happy for him.  Then something weird started
happening.  Every time Isaac shot for the basket, he got it in.  I thought
this was great, but then we had an audience.  Just about every boy in the
gym was watching Isaac.  After his third time at throwing the ball, he hasn'
t missed yet.  Now he was getting ready to throw his twentieth ball.  Every
kid was watching him, and I think he was starting to get a little nervous.
As I was holding him up, I was telling him that he was doing great, and not
to worry about whether or not he missed.  This seemed to help him a little,
and then he aimed for the basket.  He threw it, and it was nothing but net.
This got all of the boys, talking and cheering a little.  David got him the
ball again, and everyone was waiting for him to do it again.  But the bell
rang, and Isaac gave the ball to coach Keffner.  Coach Keffner said that he
has never seen anything like that before, and congratulated Isaac, and told
him to come back anytime he wanted.  Isaac just smiled at everyone as we
left the gym.  I think Isaac just made some new friends.

At our forth-period math class, a few of the boys were telling Mr. Bonomini
what Isaac did.  He seemed to be proud of him, but didn't let it get out of
hand.  He was just happy for him, and then told all of us to just talk
quietly for the rest of the class.  After the class was over, we went
directly to our English class.  The school wasn't serving lunch today,
because we would be out by twelve today.  Isaac and I just signed, until the
bell.  In our art class, we just had a good time learning more about each
other.  When the bell rang for the last time today, we made our way out to
the parking lot.  We had to go this way, because, it was on the way to the
front part of the school.  Isaac's bus was there, and the driver was helping
a young girl, on the lift gate.  She saw us, and asked Isaac to come over,
so she could help him onto the bus.  Isaac just shook his head, no, and we
continued walking to the front of the school.  I think that the bus driver
wasn't happy that we just kept walking, but I do know that Isaac hates that
bus.

We found mom waiting for us, and I helped Isaac get into the back seat, and
then I sat with him.  We said hello to mom, and she made sure that we had
our seatbelts on.  When we were ready, we headed for home.  Isaac and I
signed and mom would just smile at us, as she drove us home.  We had a good
time on the way home, and when we got home, I helped Isaac out of the car.
When we went into the house, I saw Isaac's suitcases by the front door.
Isaac wanted to sit and relax a little, so we sat in the living room.  Mom
asked us if we wanted lunch, and we both just signed, yes.  Mom gave us both
a big smile, and went into the kitchen.  Mom made us both hot dogs, and
french-fries for lunch.  She also gave us a big glass of cold mike to drink.
We both ate the best cookies on the planet.  Isaac really liked them too; he
kept eating until he was full.

After lunch, I asked Isaac if he wanted to watch some television, he said
that he doesn't like to watch television.  So I asked him if he wanted to
play a game of chess.  His face just lit up, and he signed, yes.  When he
did that, I knew right away that he already knew how to play the game.  I
was very right about that, he whipped my butt three times, before mom said
that it was get close to go to the movies.  The theater had an early showing
of the movie that we were going to see.  I thought that Isaac would like to
see the movie, Ghostbusters II.  It was still showing, and I thought this
would be a good time to see it with my new friend.

By this time, dad was home, and he drove us to the theater.  The line wasn't
that long at all, and we were in within a few minutes.  It's been a long
time since I was at this theater, and I was very glad that Isaac was with me
now.  There was hardly anyone here, and Isaac wanted to sit up near the
back.  Altogether, I think there was about twenty people here.  I helped
him, and we found a nice place, with no one else around us.  Just about
everyone else was sitting further down from us, and they weren't paying any
attention to us.  Isaac wanted to sit on my left, and he wanted me to sit
near the aisle, so I could help him, if he need it.

When the lights dimmed down, Isaac scooted over to me as close as possible.
He would have gotten closer, but the armrest was in the way.  I thought this
was great, and I moved as close to him as I could, he smiled.  The movie
start, and Isaac, just took my hand in his, and held it.  I thought this was
even better, and I held him back.  As the movie was going, Isaac just rapped
his arm around mine, and then he laid his head on my shoulder.  I couldn't
believe this cute boy really liked me as much as he did, and I just gently
ran my fingers, of my right hand, across his soft face.  He really seemed to
like it when I did, and then he did something that I wasn't expecting him to
do.  He looked up at me, and then he just kissed me on the cheek.  This
really caught me by surprise, but I didn't want him to think that he did
something wrong, so I just ran my fingers on his cute face and in his hair.

Isaac smiled, and then he laid his head on my shoulder again.  I just
decided to watch the movie, and I tried not to think too much about what
just happened (yeah right, that was all I was thinking about).  Maybe he was
just thanking me for being his friend, until he kissed me again, this time;
he kissed me a little longer on the cheek.  Then he laid his head on my
shoulder again.  My penis was started to stir a little, and I just had to
find out, if he wanted us to be more then just friends.  He was looking at
me, like he wanted me to do something.  I wanted to find out for myself, so
I placed my hand under his chin, and brought his little face closer to mine.
I decided to kiss him on the lips, so I moved my face closer to his.  When I
was close enough, I kissed him, right on the lips, very gently.  When I was
done, he had the biggest smile, and then he kissed me again, right on the
lips, passionately.  I think Isaac wanted me to be more then just his
friend.  He then laid his head on my shoulder again, and then he hugged my
arm, even tighter.  I looked at him, and he had his eyes closed.  He wasn't
even watching the movie, and I have to admit, I wasn't either.

I asked Isaac if he wanted to finish watching the movie, and he signed, no.
He told me that the light from the screen, was bothering him, and he said
the he would like to leave.  I didn't need to be told twice, and got up, so
I could help MY Isaac up.  We made are way to the lobby, and I called dad.
He said that he would be a few minutes, and told us to wait in the lobby for
him.  About fifteen minutes later, dad came in to get us.  We made our way
to the car, and I told dad why we had to leave.  I should have asked Isaac
if he wanted to see a movie before we left the house.  I'll just make sure
that I ask him what he wants to do the next time we get together.  We sat in
the back seat, while dad drove, we were holding hands all the way home, and
it was great.

By the time we got home, it was about seven thirty.  I helped Isaac out of
the car, and into the house.  Isaac just kept smiling at me, and I just
wanted to kiss him again.  I asked him if he wanted to go to my room and
play some more games of chess.  He signed, yes, and I started for the
stairs, but on my way, I picked up Isaac's suitcases and carried them up the
stairs.  I placed them down on the floor, and I was going to go down and
help Isaac up the stairs.  But I was too late for that.  Dad was carrying
Isaac up the stairs, like he did me after my accident.  Isaac had the
biggest smile, and so did dad.

Dad placed Isaac on the edge of the bed, and then I hugged dad for helping
Isaac.  Isaac signed, thank you, to my dad, and I have to tell dad what he
signed.  Dad said, your welcome, to Isaac, and asked us if we needed
anything.  Isaac signed that he wanted to remove his leg braces, and asked
me to help him.  I told dad what he said, and dad told us to call him if we
needed any help with anything.  I gave dad another big hug, and thanked him.
Isaac was nothing but a big smile, and I know that dad was really starting
to love Isaac, and so was I.

Dad said good night, and went down stairs.  I closed the door, and I asked
Isaac what he wanted me to do to help him.  He asked me to take off his
shoes, and I was happy to help him.  I started to untie his little shoes,
and remove them.  Isaac was all smiles, and I could see that he really liked
me helping him.  I got his shoes off, and then I decided to just help him to
get undressed.  I unbuttoned his shirt, and removed it.  He had a T-shirt on
too, so I pulled it up, and off of him.  Isaac is absolutely hairless, no
hair under his arms, or anywhere.  He just kept on smiling at me, so then I
undid his pants, and started to help him to take them off.  I slid them down
to his feet, and then off.  He started to undo his braces, and then he had
them off too.  Now I have my Isaac sitting on my bed, in his white brief
underwear.  I set his clothes and leg braces off to the side.

He had a smile from ear to ear, and he is one of the most beautiful boys
that I have ever seen.  He does seem to have a pretty good upper body
development.  I was guessing it was because he uses his crutches all the
time.  He was still smiling at me, and I wanted to make very sure he wanted
to do what I was planing to do.  I leaned in, and kissed him again, he
kissed me back, and rapped his arms around my neck while we were kissing.
When we were kissing, I knew right then and there, that he wanted me.  I
know that I really wanted him, but I just wanted to make very sure he was
okay with this.

I wanted to see what MY Isaac looked like naked, so I started to pull his
underwear off of him.  He wanted me to do this, and he helped by lifting his
hips up a little.  His underwear slid right off easily.  Okay, I need to
tell you what I'm looking at, but first things first, WOW!!!  Isaac's penis
is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.  I thought he was
going to be circumcised, but he wasn't.  He is fully erect, and his foreskin
is completely covering the head of his penis.  Now for the size of his
penis.  Isaac must be at least eight and a half to nine inches long.  I
couldn't believe it.  Here is this little boy, with a penis that long.  He's
not thick; he has a very slender and very beautiful looking penis.  He had
some very beautiful looking testicles too.  No hair on them either.  In
fact, Isaac, doesn't really have any hair at all.  He has a little dusting
of dark brown hair over his super cute penis.  I just had to feel his hair,
and when I did, he just gasped a little.  He gave me the biggest smile, and
then he touched my face.  We kissed again, while I was feeling his very soft
pubic hairs.

I asked Isaac if he was okay with what we were doing, and he just nodded his
head, yes.  Isaac is a small boy too.  I was guessing that he weighed about
ninety pounds, maybe.  I wanted him to be as comfortable as possible, so I
picked him up in my arms, and brought him to the head of the bed, and laid
him out in the middle.  He was smiling so big, that I thought he was going
to burst.  I then leaned in again and kissed him for a long time.  I've been
aching to kiss this boy for so long, and now I'm doing it.  He has some of
the softest lips that I have ever kissed, even softer then Tony's, and Stacy
's.

After kissing him for a few minutes, I decided to take my clothes off too.
As I was stripping, Isaac's eyes were glued to my body, and he was smiling
like crazy.  He watched every move I made, and when I got down to my
underwear, it was like he couldn't wait to see what I had.  I slipped them
down, and he was so happy, that I thought he was going to cry.  He was
looking at my now very hard penis, and it looked like he wanted to touch me,
but he didn't know how to ask.  He didn't have to ask, I laid on the bed
next to him, and we started to kiss again.  Isaac wanted to feel me, and
very cautiously ran his soft hands on my body.  He avoided my penis, until I
placed my hands on his penis.  Isaac's penis was so hard that I thought his
was going to split open.  I very gently slid his foreskin down passed his
penis head, to make sure that it wouldn't hurt him.  It slid down very
easily, to revile his very cute penis head.  It was dark pink, and he looked
like he needed to be sucked.

I wanted to give him as much pleasure as I could, so I started to kiss and
tongue my way down to the tip of his beautiful long penis.  He wanted to
play with me too, but he was just shaking too much.  I asked him if he ever
had sex before, and he told me no, not that he could remember.  I told him
to just relax and enjoy it.  He signed, "what are you going to do to me",
and I just said, "make beautiful love to you".  I asked him if he was still
okay with what we were doing, and he just nodded his head, yes.  I continued
to kiss and tongue my way down too his throbbing penis.  Isaac was about to
explode, when I got near his very hot penis.  When I finally worked him over
enough, I started to lick his testicles.  He just jumped a little, and then
I started to lick my way to the tip of his penis.  When I got to the tip, I
just licked him a few times to make him squirm, and he did, A LOT!  I know
if Isaac could yell out, he would be doing it now, but he couldn't.

I then took his penis, in my mouth, and started to suck on him.  Now he was
really flipping out, and I know why.  He has never had his penis sucked
before, and I was going to make sure this was something that he'll never
forget.  He wanted me to stop, because, he signed that he thought he needed
to pee.  I shook my head no, and sucked him a little harder.  Isaac was
really started to flip out, big time, and was just squirming like crazy.  I'
m sure if he could, he would have jumped right out of his skin, he was in so
much pleasure.  Isaac was really close to coming, and I started to feel his
testicles.  He couldn't hold back any longer, and let it go.  Isaac had his
very first orgasm.  He was just out of this world, and was flying through
the clouds, on his way to heaven.  He stopped squirming, and was just in
this other realm of pure pleasure.

When Isaac started to cum.  He really didn't have that much semen.  I
thought, with a penis like that, he would have blasted out a quart of semen,
but he didn't.  It was just a little squirt, and then a few drops.  I loved
it, he reminds me of warm ice cream.  His semen was pure nectar, which his
testicles made just for me.  I sucked out every drop that I could, and I
wanted more of him.  I wanted to keep sucking this beautiful penis, but I
didn't want him to become uncomfortable, so I stopped.

Isaac was just out of it, and he needed to rest a little, so I let him.  I
crawled up to him, so I could kiss his super soft lips.  He had a look like
he was about to die, but I knew better.  After a few minutes, he asked me
what I did to him.  I tried to explain the pleasures of sex to him, but at
that time, I really don't think he cared.  He would just kiss me on the
cheek, and just melt my heart with his super cute smile.  He's even more
adorable now that he's naked, then he was when he had his clothes on.  I
just love the way he looks without clothes.  He has the cutest little body
that I have ever seen.  I'm sure that he'll grow more, and if he does, I was
wondering if his super cute penis would get any longer?

After a few more minutes, Isaac was starting to feel my body again.  He was
using his fingers, and he was feeling every inch of me.  I let him, so he
would feel a little more at ease about what we did.  He was just rubbing his
hands all over me, and he seemed to be a little more confidant about
touching me.  When he got to my penis and testicles, he took his time, and
examined me VERY closely.  He got in really close so he could see every
detail.  He massaged my testicles tenderly, and was running his very soft
fingers up and down my very hard penis.  Isaac ask me if he could see my
semen come out of my penis.  He said that he has never seen semen before,
and he would like to see some now.  I asked him if he ever saw his, and he
said no.  This was the first time he has ever done anything like this.  I
told him that I would be very glad to show him my semen squirting out of my
penis.  He was very happy about this, and asked me how long it would take to
see it.  I told him that depends on how good you are at masturbating me off.
He seem to have a look of confusion, but I told him, if he wants to see me
cum, he'll have to make me cum.

I explained to him on how to masturbate a penis off.  I showed him what I
wanted him to do to me, and he seemed happy about being able to play with my
penis more.  He started, and at first he wasn't doing a very good job of it,
but he seemed to catch on pretty quick.  His soft hand on my penis felt
great, and his very cute smile that he was giving me, was making almost
really to blow.  I told Isaac that I was very close, and told him to watch
closely, so he wouldn't miss anything.  Just like Ronald told me to do to
him, I told Isaac to do to me.  I asked him to go a little faster, and to
keep his eyes open, because I was really close to coming.  Isaac went a
little faster, and then I started to cum.  The first few squirts hit me in
the face and neck, but the rest landed on my chest and belly.  It was so
fantastic, that I thought I was floating off the bed.  Isaac's eyes were as
big as saucers.  He had a look like he just saw the most amazing thing in
the world.

Isaac was just looking at me with the cutest smile, and I wanted to suck him
again, but first I wanted to get cleaned up.  I asked Isaac to hand me the
toilet paper roll, that I always kept in my room now.  I'm sure if Tony was
here, he would have licked me clean, but he wasn't, Isaac was, and I wasn't
going to ask him to lick me clean.  Not right now anyway, it's too soon to
try that.  After I wiped up all of the semen off of me.  I laid MY Isaac on
his back again, and started to suck him off.  Again he way squirming like
crazy, and it was a little difficult to keep him still.  I was rubbing my
hands all over him; anywhere I could get my hands on him.  Isaac was once
again about ready to pop, but I wanted to feel his prostate gland.  I
stopped sucking him, just long enough to get my tube of lubricating gel.  I
quickly greased upped my middle finger on my left hand, and stuck it up
Isaac's anus.  I then started to suck him again.  He was really flipping
out, and I could feel his very tight anus muscles, squeezing my finger.  I
found his hard little button, and started to rub it.  Isaac came undone; he
squirted a little bit of semen for me, and then he passed out from the
pleasure of it.

This was so great, and I was the one who did this to him.  He was completely
out like a light.  He was so cute, and all I could do, was to lick him
clean, and then get him ready for bed.  I removed my finger from him, and
cleaned him up with a little toilet paper.  I then very gently moved MY
Isaac over to one side of the bed, so that we could sleep together.  I
needed to use the bathroom, so I carefully got out of bed, and did what I
need to in the bathroom.  When I returned, Isaac was still out, he was
sleeping so soundly, that I really didn't want to disturb him, so turned out
the light, and crawled into bed with him.  I cuddled close, so I could help
him, if he needed it.  But I had a good feeling about him sleeping all
through the night.  It was a very busy day for the both of us, and I know I
was tired, so I know he was tired too.  Tomorrow I know that we'll have even
more fun, so I think I'd better get some rest too, right next to the boy
that captured my heart.  I think I'm falling in love with him.

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This is the conclusion of Chapter 15 - The More You Learn the More You Love