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Mr Jones Second Chances

Part 5

I wake up at around 6 and look over at the three sleeping boys around me. Tremay is of course next to me. Jason is on the other side and Jamal snuggling up behind him. I slip out of bed and go pee. I walk downstairs and grab a cigarette and go make some fresh coffee. I sit at the table and am enjoying my cigarette. I hear a text.

You up? Dee asks.

I reply that I am and a couple minutes later she walks through the door.

"Want some oatmeal and toast?" I ask.

"Maybe in a while. I just wanted to come see you before you go. We haven't been able to visit much lately."
"I know I've missed it. You are so busy with school and work seems like I never get to see you anymore. But its not forever."
"It sure ain't." She answers getting herself some coffee and lighting a cigarette for herself.

"I think that Tremay will have a good time. That was my goal. I don't know about this fishing stuff. I haven't ever done it. But Grant assures me that Jason is a pro at it."

"You are good at lots of things. But I'm sure being a country boy ain't one of them."
"No. Not so much." I light another cigarette and get more coffee.

"Kenny talked tome last night."
"Is that unusual? The boy talks all the time."

"No he talked to me about you. He told me that he caught you, Tremay and Jamal doing things. He said he wants to do things with you too. But you wont unless I say its OK."
"That's true. But did he tell you he blew me in the shower?"
She nods and takes a sip of her coffee.

"Dee how do you really feel about this? I wont ever do anything with him if you don't approve.'

"I know this. I also know you would never hurt him either. I have had a lot of time to think about this. My feelings are that if its what he wants to let him. Its not going to hurt him. I figure if he wants to be with a man then it should be one that loves him. Hell, the boy has probably gotten more sex in his life than I have. Its not like he doesn't like it."
"I know he has fun with Tremay and Jamal."
"Shit that boy has fun with half the kids in the hood. The other half he hasn't convinced to say yes yet. But give him time. Lord I'm going to have 50 grand babies.

"No we will teach him to be careful when hes older so he doesn't have child support going to a dozen women."
"Hes gonna have to hit the lotto or something if that happens. Then the boy would still be broke."
"Maybe he will find some nice girl that he settles down with."

"Maybe."
"I'm ready to eat. You ready?"
"Sure."
I get up and makes some oatmeal for us. I don't make extra because i think reheated oatmeal is gross. But the boys don't mind its me that does. I get us our food and we eat and talk about her work and school. Just catching up really. Its so nice to have friends. People just don't understand how much I cherish this time with them. I was alone for so many years. to be accepted and loved is a great feeling. Especially when ten minutes ago she was telling me its OK to diddle her son. I'm thinking I want to make it special for him. Or is it for me? Either way we will have a fun night and come back here and I will take what he offers and no more. However, I'm sure what he offers will be everything. I think a moment about Cam and him and my cock twitches at the thought.

Cam is a gorgeous boy. I want to see him naked nearly as bad as Tremay it seems. He is at that stage between man and boy. Where he is starting to get a little definition. I would love to see his cock and ass without any clothing blocking the view. Because with the clothes it looks pretty fine. I'm sure without them it will look spectacular.

We finish eating and I clear our dishes and give them a quick wash. It takes like a minute. I sit back down and light another cigarette.

"Jenae told me a funny ass joke the other day."
"Oh Lord."
"I don't know why y'all don't appreciate good jokes."
"We do. You just don't know any."
"I'm offended."
"I sure you are. Lets hear it. I know you are dying to tell me."
"I'm not telling you now."
"Yes you will."
"OK I will. But its funny."
"Lets hear it."
"You know why you cant trust atoms?"
She gives me a blank look.

"Because they make up everything."

"OK that one is pretty good." she says chuckling. "Certainly better than most you tell."
"Told you it was funny." I say and stick out my tongue at her.

"Mr Jones you being mean to Dee gain?" Tremay asks as he walks in and sits on my lap.

"I would never." I reply which gets us all laughing.

I kiss the back of Tremays neck. He wraps his arms around me and snuggles in. I just hold him as he gets to being awake enough he wants to eat. usually its five minutes or so. I think he just likes the little attention and the love he gets when he does this. I know I love it when they snuggle up in the morning with me. Its one of the best parts of my day. To start a day like this always makes it feel a little better.

Dee and I continue our conversation and after about five minute Tremay gets up refills both of our cups and makes himself some cereal and juice with some toast as well. He has started doing this lately. He is learning to cook too. He says I do so much for him he wants to help me. I don't mind I like the company. Hes such a good boy and I thank the universe for putting him in my life.

"Oh I bet you didn't hear this yet. Its my understanding the new pastor is teaming up with M and Q to buy an apartment building that has 8 units. They are going to use it to help homeless families get a good start. It is my understanding they will give them free rent for a few months and then base it on their income. But they have to save a certain percentage of their income so they can get out on their own so they can free up the apartment for another family."
"Do you think they will?"
"They ain't gonna have a choice. Sharne said they are giving them a year leases and if they don't follow through then they will be out to make room for someone that will do the work for the program they are setting up. She said if they have any boys they will keep them here instead of making the children homeless again."
"Uh huh. I don't see that happening."
"Like you would turn away any child that needed something. I thinks he was joking."
"I doubt it. Kind of strange bedfellows huh."
"I never thought I would see it."
"Life is full of surprises."
"You said it."

Jason walks in and sits on my lap a moment later.

"I love doing this with you."he says smiling at me.

"Don't you do it with your Dad?"
"No hes always left for work when I wake up. But I do on the weekends when I'm not busy."
"You are a busy boy that's for sure."
He just sighs.

A few minutes later he goes and makes himself some breakfast. I see Jamal walking in as he does who takes my lap and makes it his. \

"Hows my boy this morning?" I ask him as I kiss is cheek.

He just grins and puts his head against my chest.

"May do you have your bag packed?"
"Yes sir. I did it last night."
"Well, I guess I need to get that done. Dee you want to join me upstairs?"
"Nah I got to get going. I know you want to get on the road. How far is it?"
"Grant said about two hours."
"Text me some pics and stuff. Let me know you ain't drowned yet."

she gets up gives me a quick kiss rinses out her coffee cup and puts it away.

I go upstairs and pack a bag. I makes sure that Tremay got his toothbrush. He didn't. I pack it, soap and other things we will need. I don't know if he has towels there or not so I pack a half a dozen of those as well.

I get everything loaded up in the truck and we drop of Jamal. We stop at the restaurant and get some sodas for the road. I packed some things to munch on if we need them. Who am I kidding I have two growing boys that I'm sure will need another breakfast before we even get out of Dayton.

We are zipping down the interstate. I have the cruise set at 70 so I don't get pulled over. I have noticed this truck rides so nice I tend to gain speed as I'm going and don't notice it. So this is the best bet. After about an hour I reach and get an oatmeal pie. The boys like them a lot. I think they are OK. Frito used to make a soft cookie that was like an oatmeal pie just no cream in it. I liked those very much. I don't know if they even still make them or not. I havent seen them in ages. Maybe yet another item lost to Covid. The boys seem to think its a great idea and have two. I don't are that's what they are there for. If they ate the entire box on the way that would be fine too. Its vacation time. Time to throw caution to the wind. Well, kind of. We wont be going out on the boat without life vests. There is throwing caution to the wind and then there is being stupid. I am not stupid. OK Maybe I am. But not on safety for children. I think they need seat belts on school buses. Seems ludicrous I have to have them buckled in. But to save a few dollars the schools don't. Seems unsafe and stupid me. But what do I know?

After what feels like I have driven for days we pull into the drive of grants cabin. Doesn't look like a cabin to me. I think a cabin is rustic and I don't know log cabin. This is like a little house. OK its not like one. It is a little house. We walk in after I unlock the door and it smells musty. I'm sure because its been closed up. We open the windows and doors. All have screens thankfully. We get everything unpacked and put away. I sit on the couch to recover from the drive. Its not really that long of a drive. But I don't drive but maybe ten minutes at a time usually. So it seems like I drove forever. Jason walks up behind the couch and starts rubbing my shoulders.

"That feels nice thank you."
"Sure."
I feel his hands go to one shoulder and then Tremay starts rubbing the other. I wont argue with this one bit. No sirree Bob. Whoever Bob is.

"Take off your shirt and lay down Dad we will give you a good back rub."
"I'm not going to argue with you on that." I tell him and strip off my shirt and lay on my tummy. They scoot around and I see they are no longer clothed. I give Jason a questioning look.

"No one is ever around here. Dad owns like 100 acres he got from Grandpa when he died."
I nod and think fine with me. They start rubbing my back and neck. It feels tremendous feeling those little boy hands rubbing on me.

"We should sit naked on the porch later. Mom and Dad do that all the time when we are here. Its the only time they say they feel comfortable enough in their own skin is out here."
I nod thinking this sounds like a nice idea. I don't think it would go over too well if I sat on my porch in Dayton naked. However, I wonder if anyone would say anything. Maybe? I don't know they accept a lot of weird shit I do.

Hard to say that's for sure.

We get everything unpacked and put up.
"We should head down the the store and get something for us to eat."
They load back up and w take the short trip to the store. Its about three miles and county roads. It took less time to get here than Walmart at home. We walk in and hear the bells tingle above the door. I think I saw that when I was a boy. Now its all electronic bullshit when you don't need it. Bells work just fine and don't break that easily.

A lady a bot older than I am walks out with a man behind her.

"Hi Mrs Smith, Mr Smith." Jason says greeting them.

"How are you Jason. Who you got with you?"

"Member last summer I was telling you about Mr Jones and his son he adopted?"
"Is that the one that feeds the children?" she asks with a smile.

"It sure is."he says grinning. "Mr Jones this is Mr and Mrs Smith. They own this store. They say no Kroger's will come out here but they will."
"I'm pleased to meet you both and this is my son Tremay." i say shaking each of their hands.
Tremay follows suit.

"Real pleased to meet ya." He says shaking each of their hands as well.

"Likewise." They return. "What can we get for ya?" He asks.

"Grant said you have the best meat in the state. So I best get some of that. I imagine a few pounds of hamburger in one and a half pound packs give or take. I better get some rib eyes. They look real nice. Put three of those in a pack. Oh my those strips look amazing. Best get three of those too. Oh my lord. Boys look at that roast. Have you ever seen a roast so perfect?"

"Um no Dad." they are both looking at me like I'm crazy. But Mr Smith knows what I'm saying and he is appreciating my comments.

"I suppose I should get a pound or so of that turkey breast and roast beef as well."

He gets it all ready as I grab a cart and head around the four aisles of the store. For not having much they sure got everything. I get loaded up on things we will need in the next couple days. I walk up and he meets me at the register with the meat.

She starts ringing me up. No scanners here. She doesn't even look at the price. I imagine she stocks and prices them too.

I like them already.

"How long you boys up for?" she asks.

"Two weeks of peace and........."I look over at the boys. "Two weeks of no work."

She laughs at my joke. See I like her. Her husband chuckles. She gets done and its not bad. A little more than a hundred dollars. I figured with the steaks it would be like 125 or a bit more. But right near a hundred. I pay and the boys start taking it to the truck.
"I guess I will see you tomorrow when this runs out." I tell her and she chuckles.

I drive us and the food back to the cabin. We get it in and put up. I leave out the New York strips because they looked like God reached down and made them perfect just for us. I don't take pictures of food. But I took a picture of these and sent them to Juan and Grant. Because they appreciate fine meat. I thought about Nikki but she appreciates Juan's fine meat apparently.

"Boys I'm going to sit on the porch a while. What are you going to be up to?"
"Naked?" Jason asks me.

"I don't think so pal."
"Seriously no one comes back here. The drives is private and long. You cant see the road and even if you could there ain't no traffic on it."
"Maybe tomorrow."
They both peel off their clothes and join me on the porch."
They are sitting on a glider zooming back and forth like boys will do. I'm in a rocking chair barely moving, like old folks do. I'm not old I know this. But being around children all the time it makes you feel old.

"Dad can I have a Coke?"

"Yes you boys may have a Coke. But only if you bring one for me."
They scamper into the cabin and return with a drink for me and themselves.

I notice they also have a deck of cards and sit at the table and play a game.

"I figured you boys would be fishing."
"Nah cant catch nothing now. Its too hot." Jason informs me.

"You would know better than me. I haven't been fishing in my life. When I grew up you didn't dare eat anything out of the Hudson. But I know some people did. I didn't have lots of opportunities to do things like this when I was a boy."
"Do you like it out here?" Jason asks.

"Its nice. Its a little frightening to me though. But that's just because I don't know what to expect."
"Its the same as in the city. Mind your own business and usually you are left alone." He tells me.

"I thought we would see lots of deer and stuff." Tremay tells him.

"Wait until morning. When its real still out and if you don't make lots of noise you will see them sitting right here. My dad got a deer last fall sitting right here."
"Really?" I ask.

"Sure, he was sitting here having some coffee and he seen a deer and he reached over and got his shot gun and blasted it. We ate good all winter from that deer."
"I don't think I have ever had deer meat before."
"Some people like it some people don't. I don't know if you would like it or not."
"Free meat count me in." I say smiling.

"I got meat that's free." He looks at me and grins grabbing his boy cock.

"I will love to sample that later. Why don't you boys go play or something. You can play games at home. You cant run through the woods naked there."
I get a couple f grins and then I see two boys rush int he house and come back with shoes on and off into the woods they go to explore.

I watch a while in the direction they took off in and after a while go grab myself another soda and sit and watch. I like squirrels. I find them to be funny in their antics. I watch a couple in a tree for I would bet an hour racing around and chasing each other. Playing like I'm sure the two boys I brought are. OK Maybe those two are playing a little more with each other.

Later it will be me playing with them and them with me. Thinking about it I start to get hard. How after last night is beyond me. I must have came six times. I was surprised the thing kept raising up wanting more. I was surprised I kept wanting more. But one thing I have learned is a willing boy is all I need to make me want to please him and then myself.

I'm just sitting here thinking its too fucking quiet. Its frightening there is no noise. I guess even in Dayton there's lots of noise. Not like in the city. But there is still noise. I get up and grab the blue tooth speaker and put on some Frank Sinatra.

"Ah noise." I mutter.

I'm listening and New York, New York starts playing. Well, there is something about that song to New Yorkers. Its like crack or something. You have to sing along. I think it is ingrained from birth to love Frank Sinatra and this song. I could be wrong but I think its in the New York state Constitution.

I'm just sitting there singing to he squirrels when I am so very rudely interrupted by two boys howling like dogs at me.

"Fuck you." I shout at them making them giggle as they walk up the steps.

"Did you boys have fun?" I ask them after I told them off.

"Yeah, Jason was showing me all around. He showed me an old barn. He said we aren't allowed to go in it because its not safe."
"I'm glad you listened. I wouldn't want either of you hurt."
"Me neither. Would ruin the fun we are going to have for two weeks." Jason says.

"I wanted to go into that barn though."Tremay adds.

"You do and I will tan your hide." I tell him.

"No you wont." he giggles.

"No, I wouldn't. But you would be in trouble. Also, if you go in it I will find out."
"How? You gonna have cameras and stuff?"
"No, I don't need all that. You would tell me. Especially after I told you not to."
He looks at me like I'm crazy as he thinks about it.

"Yeah, I probably would tell you."
"Because you are a good boy. I bet both of you two are starving?"
"Yeah we are." they chime together.

We head in and I get the read to make us some sandwiches.

"We got this Mr. Jones.' Jason says taking the bread from me. Tremay smiles, and nods and he gets in the fridge and pulls out some lunch meat, lettuce and tomatoes.

He starts slicing while Jason starts putting on the meat. I sit down and just watch. Its not too often this happens so I'm just enjoying watching two beautiful naked boys make us lunch.

They get them together with condiments all on it. He slices them corner to corner. Tremay gets the chips and puts them on the table. He then gets out sodas for us. Its OK we are on vacation. He helps Jason grabbing my plate and putting it in front of me.

"Thank you boys, this looks great."
They smile and take a bite. I get some chips first and then take a bite. OK they are on sandwich duty from now on. Its perfect I think.

We have our lunch and I go back to the porch to just sit. I'm thinking about my friend Mr. Green. I still think of him often. He had a big impact on my life. He was the first friend I made here in Ohio. I miss him everyday. I wish I would have moved years ago and met him then. But you cant wish things like that to happen. OK you can wish. But I doubt it happens. If I could have wishes I would wish to go back to when Mitchel and Quinton were boys. Maybe I could have reached hem before they got into any trouble.

"Mr Jones." I'm startled from my thoughts by Jason.

'Yes?"
"Can I suck you on the porch."
"Not a chance. What if someone were to pull up. there would be no denying what was happening with my cock in your mouth and your head bobbing."
"No one ever comes here. I swear. The only people that drive down that driveway are people that are supposed to be here. Right now that's only us."
"Not happening."
"OK, we will go inside then." he informs me, as he and Tremay walk into the cabin their hard cocks leading the way. I guess it has been decided then.

I get up and follow. I'm not stupid a blow job by a very cute blonde boy has been offered. I want to partake in that. Yes, sir sign me up for that and twice on Sunday.

I walk in and they are on me like I'm their prey. It was kind of a turn on them fumbling to get my belt loose and my pants off. I sit on the couch after they get my pants pulled down.

I lean back and he takes my cock into his mouth. The difference of what I'm used to from my beautiful Tremay and Jamal to a blonde haired blue eyed boy is so vastly different visually. Its not hotter other than that its different.

He works me up fast and how he got me off so quickly is beyond me. But I was spewing my load into his mouth in what seemed like seconds. I guess I was tired from the drive or so relaxed from the cum. But I'm out like a light.

I wake up about an hour and a half later with both boys also passed out next to me. I get up and rub the sleep from my eyes and go to the restroom. I pee and look at the time. Its time to start getting supper ready. I get out the potatoes and start baking them. For some reason Grant doesn't have a microwave here. Its going to take forever for the potatoes to get done. But I did wrap them in foil to speed the process. I grab my cigarettes and head back to the porch. I thought about putting on pants. But i haven't seen a car since we got here. I'm guessing that Jason isn't fibbing when he says no one comes back here. I sit down and feel a little I'm not sure what I feel. I'm a little excited, a bit turned on, and feel a little naughty in a good way being naked on the porch. I take a sip of the Coke I had left here. Its hot and gross. I go pour it out in the sink and get another. I go back to the porch and am thinking of ways to make Mr Jones Place better and to have more profit without taking advantage of people. I know that over half of the new inflation is from corporate greed. I'm not adding to that mess. Its just a shame to me that diaper companies even though their costs have gone back down they still keep their prices higher. But I suppose that's hat happens when two companies control over 70% of the market. People think the need diapers. They don't need disposable ones anyway. One day people are going to stop being lazy and get smart and realize they are being taken advantage of and tell those companies to fuck off. What really pisses me off about it is that the greedy bastards sure aren't passing on that extra money to the regular workers that actually create the product to make them money. It makes me sick seeing people working so hard to maybe make ends meet while the heads of their companies are making millions of their work. I'm not saying they don't deserve compensation. But a more equal split of profits seems to be a good plan to me. Maybe I am a socialist? Nikki said I was. I don't know if I am or not. What I am sure of is that I believe in fairness. I think because I'm around children all the time and they are always talking about whats fair and not. Whats not fair is governors refusing food stamps for children because they don't want to give an indication that the party they aren't in is doing something good for children. One female governor actually said she isn't taking it and went on to address obesity in children. Well, that's one sure fired way to not let them get fat. Starve them for your political agenda. I bet those fucking idiots haven't ever truly felt what its like to be hungry. I start thinking about some documentaries I have seen. Everyone I think make fun of me for it. Like I give a shit. I like what I like and I make no apologies for it.

I start thinking about what Juan and I had talked about and what has been at the forefront of my mind since the racist message was left on our building.

I star thinking how much things have changed in a hundred years. A hundred years seems like a huge amount of time to me. But in the grand scheme of things its as a vapor and is gone just as fast.

I am deep in thought and hear.

"You look upset Dad. What are you thinking about?"
"Madge Oberholtzer."

"Who in the world is that?" he asks.

"She is a woman that was raped and later died. I believe it was by suicide though I'm not sure."
"Why are you thinking about her? Did you know her?"
"No I never met her. She died in 1925."

"So why are you thinking about her then?"
"I was thinking about what was written on our building."
"Dad you aren't making any sense."

"Sure it makes sense if you think like me. Let me explain."I say as he climbs on my lap. I hate that he is 11 and nearly 12. I know lap time is about over. Hes getting so big now. Hes 5 feet tall and I would guess around 90 pounds or so. Jason is about the same.

"I love you so much Tremay. I'm so happy you are in my life."
He looks at me and grins. I kiss the top if his head.

"OK Let me explain what I'm thinking. Back int eh 1920s so a hundred years ago the Ku Klux Klan was HUGE. When I say huge I mean with a capital H. See a movie came out titled Birth of a Nation. It made the Klan seem like they were heroes. So a man name Simmons started a "rebirth" of the Klan and he hired a guy named DC Stephenson who was an amazing salesman. He was a recruiter for the Klan also known as a Kleagle. He went to Indiana right next door to us. He got one in three white men in Indiana to join the Klan. Now you have to think that's a lot of men right. Well, they had wives and so they started the women's Klan and then the junior Klan for children." I stop and take a drink.

He waits for me.

"So you got all these people in the Klan. But they acted like it as just a social club not the racists that they are. So the man I mentioned DC Stephenson in 1925 invited a woman over to his house her name was Madge Obberholtzer. He either talked her into taking the train with him or forced her. I don't know which. It was a late train at night and he brutally raped her most of the night and biting her and leaving tooth marks and drawing blood in many places. She was so upset they stopped in Hammond, Indiana and were going to drive the rest of the way to Chicago. She said to a guy that was with them that she needed a hat. I guess they were important back then. She went to a drugstore and got a hat and some poison. She took some and it slowly killed her. It took several days. But these people had so much power he thought he would get away with it. He was known to tell people he was the law in Indiana. Well, it didn't go as he suspected after he had one of his men take her home. They told her to tell them she was in a car wreck she was so messed up. So she swore out a statement that he raped her. He was convicted and the Klan went from 5 million men, It is rumored that a few Presidents were members of the Klan.. But at one time they had a lot of power. So I was thinking if he hadn't raped her would it still be as powerful as it once was? I know it would be be different for black people now. But would it be better? I know that President Monroe tried to get black people to go back to Africa. That's why the capital of Liberia is Monrovia. You see where I'm coming from?"
"Was she a good person dad?"
"That's a good question and I cant answer it because I don't know. I know she worked in the department of education in Indiana I think working on adult literacy. But she did date him before he raped her. You see it kind of an impossible question to answer by me. I mean she dated a racist. Was she one too? I don't know. I don't think that racists are automatically bad people. Stupid yes, but not instantly bad. So was she good or bad? I don't know."
He sits on my lap and thinks a while about what I told him. I like when I make him think.

"What presidents where in the Klan?" He asks.

"Only one is for certain and that's Harry Truman. But it was said that Warren G Harding was sworn into the Klan in the White House in the Green room. Also Calvin Coolidge was rumored to be a Klan member. I saw pictures of the Fiery Cross which was the Klan's newspaper and it said vote for Kalvin Koolidge spelled with K's so they certainly backed him. It was also rumored that Lyndon Johnson was a Klan member in the 30s. Which kind of makes no sense to me because he did a lot of good for black people. But I have heard recordings of him saying the N word repeatedly like it no big deal."
"HM." is his response.

I start thinking about happier things. Or try to. So I start rapping a song from my youth. OK I'm not a rapper. I know this and so does everyone. But I got this one down because I must have sung it a million times.

"Chaka, Chaka, Chaka
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan

Chaka Khan, let me rock you
Let me rock you, Chaka Khan
Let me rock you, that's all I wanna do
Chaka Khan, let me rock you
Let me rock you, Chaka Khan
Let me rock you, let me feel for you

Chaka Khan, won't you tell me what you wanna do?
Do you feel for me the way I feel for you?
Chaka Khan, let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too

Let me take you in my arms
Let me fill you with my charms, Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one
To keep you warm, Chaka
I'll make it more than just a physical dream
I wanna rock you, Chaka, baby
'Cause you make me wanna scream
Let me rock you, rock you."

"Dad you're silly. Who is Chaka Kahn?"
"Oh lord I have let you down as a parent not teaching you about music like hers. Go get my phone."

He slips form my lap and is back in a flash. I play the song for him and hes smiling about it. So I start Zap and Roger More Bounce to the Ounce.

Hes bobbing his head to the beat.

"I like this one too."
"Buddy there is so much great music out there. I wish I knew all the great ones. But I'm still looking for all of them. But Zapp and Roger were awesome. They started in Dayton I'm surprised you didn't know them."
"Cool."
"Yeah cool."
"You think M and Q knew them?"
"I doubt it very much. But you never know."
"I'm asking when I see them again."
"You do that."

We sit a while and Jason joins us a few minutes later. Him scratching his head as he comes out.

"Did you get a nice nap?" I ask.

He nods and sits net to Tremay on my lap. I need to eat more so I get a bigger lap I think.

"Mr Jones can we go camping?" he asks a few minutes later.

"Isn't that what we are doing?"

"No. You got to stay in a tent to go camping. I mean for real camping."
"But we have a perfectly good house to stay in."
"Aw come on Dad it will be fun."

"But the house is fine. How will I cook and stuff?"
"On a fire. We can have s'mores and hot dogs."
I'm not feeling this at all. I'm never in a million years ever going to sleep in a tent. Five minutes later I am helping him dig out the tent.

"How in the world did you boys talk me into this?"
They just smile at me.

"Isn't it late to start now?" I ask.

"Yep, its why we are starting tomorrow morning." Jason informs me.

Whose in charge here? I shake my head and realize it ain't me. Not at this moment anyway.

We get out all of it and it seems like a lot. But its only a hundred acres so how far could we go? I roll my eyes at this thought. I'm hoping its next to the house. I kind of like the idea of a shower that's handy. We laid out the sleeping bags so they could air out he said. He said they would smell musty. I'm thinking why don't we wash them. But theres no washer or dryer here. Or Microwave. HM? I guess I'm roughing it. Even more so tomorrow. I finish our supper and we enjoy it. It was one of the best steaks I have ever had. I don't know what they do to the cows here but I want to get some of it for Tremay and myself.

We decide to watch a show. Its an older movie on DVD even. Anything we watch at home now we just stream. Its easy and usually free. Maybe I should get some things like this just in case the internet goes out. I do have a ton of DVDs but the player stopped working and we just never got a new one. Alright then a DVD player for in the near future. If I remember.

I grab my cigarettes and head to the porch the boys following me.

"Can we go horse back riding? There's a place down by the state park that rents horses." Jason asks me.

"Oh No. I'm scared of horses." I tell him.

"Why are you scared of horses?"
I nod and look at him with big eyes.

"Yeah I used to ride horses all the time in the City. They are everywhere. I know you wouldn't think that. But they are. I was so excited one time I got on the horse and I slipped..…"
"Oh my." he replies.

Tremay is listening intently too.

"Yeah oh my. I fell and my foot was caught in the stirrup.. It kept going and going the whole time my foot is stuck. I'm terrified and I'm crying."
"I bet." Jason says.

"Yeah I tell you what. I never thought that store manager was ever going to get out to unplug that viscous beast."
"Oh whatever."
Tremay is laughing because he knew once I started stammering through the story I as pulling his leg.

"Dad got you good." he says pointing and laughing at our friend.

"Yeah he did. You got to tell my Dad that one. He will pee himself." Jason laughing taking the ribbing in stride.

"If I remember I will."
"So can we?"
"I don't know. I have never ridden a horse. I don't know how."
"They will teach you stuff."
"I will probably let you boys ride. But I'm not sure if I will or not. We will see after the camping adventure if we don't get eaten y wild squirrels or something."

They just laugh at me.

I light a cigarette and lean back, and slowly rock the chair. I could get used to this not having anyone around. Then I think a second and realize its what I had in New York. I don't want this at all. For a vacation its nice. But on a permanent basis no way. I like my friends. I like my family. I like Dayton and my neighborhood. I like the fact that Ohio has a weird looking state flag. I like that its unique and the only state that's flag isn't a rectangle. I just really like my life now.

I sit a while and look over and the boys are leaning against each other asleep. I smile and think they have had a hard day of playing and messing about. I finish my cigarette and carry them in and put them to bed. I stay up a while longer and go to bed shortly thereafter.