My Mexican Bodega

Part 14

De la extrana mente de

Eric Murphey

I'm in a fugue dream state which are wonderful and I feel Emilio's sexy body pressed against me and I feel my cock pressing between his naked cheeks. It feels delightful and I reach over and take his cock into my hand. But something isn't right. I cant figure it out. But I start to stroke his hardness and hear him moan and think. That's not Emilio's moan. I am startled awake and realize I'm stroking of Mario. I quickly pull my hand back.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I was asleep."
I feel his hand take mine and put it back on his hardness

"Don't stop." he says in his gruffy sleep voice.

So well I continue to stroke him and feel his foreskin slipping back and forth over his helmet. He starts hunching into my hand which in turn rubs my cock up and down his lovely soft ass. In a few minutes he starts really working his hips and I unload on his ass and a moment later he spasms his dry cum. Moaning loudly as he pushes hard into my hand.

He is panting now and I let loose of his cock. I can feel the massive load I unleashed on his back and ass making a huge mess I'm sure.

"I was dreaming of Emilio when I started." I tell him.

"Me too. But it felt so good when you did it. Thank you."
"No thank you. If you cant feel on your back I had a good time too. We better get in the shower and get cleaned up. I climb out of bed and he kind of scoots so as to not get my cum all over the bed. Too late. But a good thought anyway.

I pick him up and carry him into the bathroom with me. I start the shower and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Papi?" he says to me.

My soul is singing my heart is dancing my mind is thrilled. He called me papi. I don't want to sound as excited as I am. I try to act cool. I step into the shower with him and put him down and hope the water from the shower hides my tears.

"Yes miho?" I say responding in like.

I start to wet his hair so I can wash it. He is letting me, we haven't showered together. I haven't showered with Emilio either. I don't recall ever showering with anyone. But this seemed to be the way to go since we were both cummy messes from me.

"You think you can make panchitos?"

"Absolutely miho. You want to help me?"
"Yes." he answers grinning ear to ear.

I lather up his hair and he lets me. Its really pretty nice to be honest. I have only done this for myself. But its really nice and intimate. No intimacy isn't always about sex.

"Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah I was just so tired I don't think my body would let my mind worry as much and just went to sleep."
"Me too."
"Waking up was real nice though."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it and aren't mad at me. It really was an accident at first."
"No I'm not mad."
"Well, if you want me to do it again just let me know. I like making boys feel good."
"You are real good at it too."
"Thank you miho. Cover your eyes with the wash cloth."
He does and I rinse out his hair really well. After I start rubbing down his back with the soap and then to his ass and legs. I'm taking my time enjoying the velvety softness of his skin as I do. I get done and lift his feet like a guy would a horse and clean them too. I grab his hips and turn him around. He complies with no resistance. As he does I see his cock is hard again. Or maybe it never got soft. Either way its right in my face. I somehow manage to lift up and start to wash his neck and his shoulders. Working down to his thin chest and then to his pubic region which is devoid of any pubic hairs. Not even a hint of one. I wash his cock and balls and admire the perfection of them. I work down to his legs and wash them as well. I look up and its in my face again and I don't think that 50 horses could have stopped me as I took that perfection between my lips and sucked him into my mouth.

"Oh oh oh." He pants as he puts his hands on top of my head. His little morsel feels and tastes so good. Tasting his boy flesh is amazing. He starts to gently push in and out of me and I'm so good with this. I want him to set the pace to get him off easiest. As much as I love sucking him its still about him. After a few minutes of him pumping slowly in and out of my mouth his speed picks up and he is face fucking me fast and hard moaning loudly as he does. I cup his ass cheeks because I know this is going to be a powerful cum for him. I don't want him to fall and hurt himself. He shoves hard into my mouth leaving it there and I can feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. It is bouncing and he is letting out sweet little noises as it does. I'm basically holding him up now because his legs look to be made of jello. I'm sure they feel that way too. After a moment I let his cock slip from my mouth and gently set him on the edge of the tub.

"Wow. Oh wow." He says looking up at me with glazed over eyes.

"I take it you enjoyed that?"
"Wow. Just wow."
I get up from my knees and do it surprisingly easy. Maybe boy dry cums give my knees new life? If that's true every man over 50 will be sucking boy cocks.

"I swear your honor it was for my knees." They would say.

I lather up my hair and rinse it out. I wash my body as Mario just watches me with big eyes.

I wash my body as he watches When I get done I turn off the water and grab a towel and dry my hair and wrap the towel around me. i open teh curtain and he has yet to move just watching me. im wondering did I traumatize him? Did I completely fuck up? Does he hate me now? I step out and grab another towel and dry his hair and wrap it around him and pick him up to lift him out. As I do he wraps his arms around me and hugs me tight.

"You OK miho?"
"Very OK. Emilio does that to me and it never felt like that before. It was real good but not that good."

"I'm so glad I made you feel so good."

"You made me feel reeeeallll good." he tells me and kisses my cheek.

"Come on buddy lets get some clothes on and make some panchitos yeah?"
"Oh yeah." He says grinning.

I put him down and we get the rest of the way dried and then get dressed. As we are starting to get the ingredients out I hear a light tapping on my door.

"Who in the world could that be?" I say looking at Mario who shrugs like how the fuck would i know.

I go answer the door and Sister Carmancita is standing there with what appears to be the entire orphanage with her.

"What can I do for you sister?"

"Nothing. OK children you know why we are here get to it."

I am pushed aside by a bigger boy about 16 or so and the entire group comes in and starts grabbing things and taking them up the stairs.

"Sister what are you doing?"
"Hector said the upstairs is done and that it was going to be a lot of work to move everything up there. So here we are."
I see two boys pick up the couch and start hauling it up the stairs.

I'm so shocked and touched I cant help it I cry. I know I'm a big girl. Don't like it fuck off. I don't care this is just so nice. I see little girls and boys packing up my little collectibles into boxes. Others putting in DVDs and whatnot. As soon as they are removed two bigger boys take the furniture and upstairs they go.

"We are making panchitos if you want we can make enough for everyone." I tell her.

"I don't know what that is." She says.

"Oh panchitos are wonderful sister. You put on a little butter or jelly. Papi likes honey and butter on his. Its so good that way." Mario informs her.

I'm not taking no for an answer.

"Mario go in the store and get let me see here about eight dozen eggs and a dozen packs of bacon. We got a lot of breakfast to cook. Use one of the carts I think it will fit through the door."
He grins because he thinks I got one over on the sister. She is trying to protest. But, I'm not having it. They do me a good deed. I'm doing one for them. What the fuck and I going to do for plates I think. AHA biscuit sandwiches I think and a paper towel should be good. Now we need cheese too. I go out into the store and I get a few things of cheese Oaxaca of course. Because its so good and melty. Hey melty is a word Tac Bell made it up. I come back pushing another cart into the kitchen with cheese and a couple cases of orange juice from the cooler. I start whipping up a massive batch of biscuits and I got Mario frying bacon. I put 4 dozen biscuits into the oven and start making another four dozen. I get them laid out and shit these kids are quick. They are nearly done as I take out the first trays of biscuits and slather a massive amount of butter over them. I put the others in the oven and start frying up eggs. Mario has about half the bacon done now. I'm glad eggs are fast and easy. I fry them all hard because I don't want messy egg yolks dripping everywhere. Down children's arms onto their clothes. Don't care about the floor so much. Finally I get the last of the eggs done and the other biscuits out and show Mario how to put them together and we have now 96 panchito sandwiches. Two with no bacon for me. Blech bacon. I hand one to Sister Carmancita and she takes a tentative bite and smiles.

"See panchitos are good." Mario says and grabs one for each hand. I cant help but laugh. All the children line up in an orderly fashion and I give them a paper towel with two on it and an orange juice. Each and everyone of them thanked me. I even got a few hugs. OK I got a lot of hugs from the younger ones. They are more apt to show affection. But I did get a few hugs from the older boys and girls too. It was nice.

All the children go outside to the empty lot behind my store. Its mine it came with the property. A thought hits me and im thinking I don't see any playgrounds around here. No parks for the children to play. Well I need to make a few emails in a bit that's for sure. I know Mr Eric knows the man that owns a playground manufacturing company. I think I can get some deep discounts for sure. Im not thinking big. Im thinking a swing set, a merry go round. Maybe a little soccer goal area where I can plant some grass for the children to practice on. It seems like every boy here plays soccer. Oh sorry futball. Soccer, futball whatever. Its boring to me but they love the shit.

Im watching the children mill about and am thinking why here. Why not at the orphanage. But then I think would that be fair to the other children in town? They might think its just for them. Not for everyone. Which it certainly will be. Yeah here is good. Then they get thirsty go buy a drink and help the orphanage. Seems a win win situation to me. At least here I wont have to worry about getting sued if someone gets hurt. I will make sure everything is in good working order often to prevent that. But I also think Mexico is better in the respect that you cant just sue someone for some petty bullshit.

As they get one they all put the trash in a trash bag I got out and all thank me again for the new treat. Im thinking new. People have been eating biscuits forever. But lots of people haven't had a tortillas either. Not sure who or where. But im sure its possible.

"Come on Mario we have to get ready for mass."
"Yes sir poppi."
Sister Carmancita smiles after him.

"Hes a good boy."I say grinning at her

"Chuy told me he told you about his past."

"He did. But I think I have convinced him Im never leaving him until my time on this planet is over. As much as I want to be with the creator and experience the glory that will come. Im in no rush whatsoever."

Se just smiles and gets the children together and walks down to the church for mass.

I look around the apartment that has been home for a while now. And its empty except the kitchen things we used. All of which have been scrubbed clean and put to dry by someone when I wasn't paying attention. Such sweet appreciative children. Not like a lot of entitled little shits that don't deserve anything. Because they expect everything they want. These children know that's not how it works and to appreciate everything they get. The thing is I have seen the richest man I have ever met Mr Eric and his sons. While they do seem to have a lot. I can tell from them and their actions that they appreciate the things that they get. But they certainly don't feel they are entitled to them because their father is extremely wealthy. But I imagine it has to do with their backgrounds. I don't know all the story but I know that Alejandro was pretty abused before. I know that Joey was caught stealing so he could eat and his oldest Tran had cancer they didn't think he would survive. I tell you what I wish I could be that caring. We head to mass and its pretty normal today. He does again ask for people to pray for Emilio to recover, and for Mario and I to be able to get through this tumultuous time. After several again stop and tell us how they feel and they have been praying. Of course we both give them genuine thanks for their concern and prayers. With it being Saturday today the church has a few more people in it then on the weekdays. We leave and drive straight to the hospital. We both get on our knees and pray. After a few minutes I get up and sit in the chair next to the bed. A moment later Mario is on my lap.

"You need to get back to school Monday."
"But what about Emilio?"
"If you missing school would make him better you would never have to go back. But I don't want you getting so far behind that you have to redo the school year."
"But..…"
"No buts. Its the best thing for you. I will still bring you with me in the mornings and afternoons. So you will be a little late every day. I will explain whats going on and Im sure they will be OK with it. Its not like you will see him less."
He thinks a minute.

"I suppose you're right."
"I want whats best for you and your brother miho."

"I know. Its just I am worried I cant concentrate."
"Im sure it will be hard. But we will get through this. Im sure your teachers will understand. If not then I will make them understand."
"You gonna hit em."
"Goodness no. I will have a talk with them."

We overstay the 30 minutes by an hour. I don't care. Im not hurting him being here. I think they know that I just need to be close to him. The nurses are really nice to us and offer us a soda. I pass and Mario takes a soda. I do take a bottle of water though. I tell you what it was hard for me to not drink water from the tap at first. But it only took me one time to forget. Let me tell you what I shit my insides out. You don't do that twice that's for sure. I always thought buying water in America was stupid. Here its a must.

We leave and get to the shop. No one is waiting today. I imagine its because we are so late. I need to talk to Chuy to get the friend he knows hired. I don't want to lose money for the home. But I also don't want to be away from Emilio. Its a tough thing for sure. We walk in the shop and a few minutes later Hector comes in.

"Hey boss. I got an estimate for you." He puts a piece of paper on the counter. I look it over and its itemized. He knows what hes doing for sure.

"I think this looks more than fair. Are you making anything on it?"
"About what I would if I was working for someone else. So Im certainly not going to get rich this way. But me and my family will eat well enough and be able to pay our bills."

"And your helper?"
"Same."
"I feel like Im taking advantage of you. How about if you get the project done in a week I give you a nice bonus. We just wont tell the sister about it."

"Is that lying to a nun?"
"Not if she doesn't ask."

He laughs.

"You know she will."
"I will say that you gave me a very fair price. I will leave it at that and if she tries to dig further I will start asking her questions she would rather not answer."
He chuckles.

"Deal." He puts his hand out and we shake on it.

He asks for a pack of cigarettes and I grab a carton and slide it across.

"On the house my friend."
He just grins and slides it to his side and heads to wherever he is going.

Mario is working the stock as usual.

"What do you say after Bob shows up we go get some McDonald's?"
He looks up and grins. Im thinking I want a shake.

Bob shows up at his usual time smiling as always. Hes a happy guy and I like him. We change out the cash drawers and we then head to McDonald's.

When we get there we walk up and place our order.

"Im sorry sir the shake machine is broken."
Im frustrated because I really wanted one. Mr Eric never let his machines break down because he always took proper care of them and usually when they say its broken its bullshit.

"Whats it doing?"

She looks at me like Im crazy.

"Go get your manager for me." I say not being mean about it just nice.

He comes up and I ask whats wrong with the machine. He explains what its doing.

"Oh no problem. All you have to do is......'

I explain it to him in detail.

He still looks like he is confused.

"I will show you, if you don't mind."
"Sure."
I go back and Mario is next to me. I walk up to the machine and pull its face off. I tinker a little and show the manager what Im doing. I hit a reset switch and it whirs back to life. I replace the cover and the manager is smiling at me.

"How did you ever learn that?"
"I worked for McDonald's in America for 30 years. Its what I did for a living. My boss wouldn't allow it to be down. He says people get upset if they cant get what they want."

"He sounds like he knows what hes talking about."
"He should he owns hundreds of stores."
"I only know one person that owns that many.' he says.

"That would be him. Hes a really nice guy."
"I want to thank you let me get you a refund for your food."
"No that's OK. But next time I come in a free shake would be nice."
"Deal."

We go back around to where we are supposed to be and one of the girls looks at me.

"Weren't you in here with all those kids a while back and got them sundaes?"
"Good memory and yes."
"Its not often we make that many of them. OK never really."
"I figure they deserve a treat once in a while. It cant be easy being an orphan."

"I had no idea. I figured it was a school trip with the bus and everything."
"No it wasn't. Just a nice trip out for something they like."

Mario is being his usual self just listening.

"Come on mouse."

He gives me a funny look but we get our food and go sit down.

We start eating and man its really good. I know its McDonald's. But its like a taste of home. I love Mexican food. But a nice quarter pounder and fries on occasion is just yummy. Certainly not healthy but yummy.

Mario looks at me with his big brown eyes.

"Why did you call me mouse?"
"Because you are quiet most of the time. If you don't like it I wont use it again."
"I kinda like it."
"Then I will use it more often miho."

He smiles and shoves a few fries in his mouth.

I smile back and do the same.

"We should go get the stores stuff while we are in town."
"I don't have a list. So I don't know what we need."
"I know." He says with confidence.

I don't want to hinder his confidence. But I also figure I can come back and get what he forgets when he is at school.

"Alright sounds like a plan. I want some ice cream. Since its not frozen here yet lets go to a little shop I know down the way."
"Cool." He says with a smile.

After we finish eating we head down the street and get our ice cream then head to the warehouse. Its less busy today then Sunday morning. But its still pretty busy. I get a flat cart like usual. We start going through and its getting loaded up quickly. So far I see everything he has gotten is accurate as best I know. He suggests some little toys. I think Emilio suggested something similar and it sold out pretty quickly. So we get two packs of them. I figure they are cheap enough that if a child wants one and they are told that it cant be afforded I can give them one. I like doing that. It makes the customers happy and the children too. What more can you ask for from something that's less than a dollar? We get everything loaded up and then go pay. We load it in the truck and head back home. We get back and Chuy is sitting out front having a soda and talking to some other guys.

We start unloading and Chuy gets up to help and to my surprise so do the other guys. So it takes just a few minutes to get everything into the store room. I thank all of them by giving them a soda. The other guys head outside smiling.

"Chuy grab the checkers." I tell him as i sit down at one of the tables in the store. Mario quickly is on my lap.

Chuy sets the board on the table and we set up the pieces.

"So Mario has decided that I was serious about adopting him as well. So I need you to take care of it for me. How much you going to charge me?"
"I decided a long time ago my friend that for people adopting orphans I would never charge them. So just the fees I encounter."
Of course I know Im getting him a house. Granted right now its a shitty house. But when Hector gets done it will be pretty nice. He has apparently not looked over the paperwork before he turned it in to see my little change making him the owner of the house.

"While I can appreciate that I just don't think its right. You have spent a lot of time getting educating and earning your law degree. I imagine its as difficult here as in America. It doesn't seem right you don't charge me."
He makes a move and I jump him. He looks at me.

"Were friends right?" He asks.

"Of course we are."

"So why don't you take a gift from a friend as its offered?"

I am thinking yeah I am so using that line when he tries to argue about the house because I know he will.

"So if I gave you a gift that's pretty expensive you would accept it?"
"I wouldn't want to take away your joy of giving me something."

"OK. I will accept your gift. I do appreciate it you know."
"I know you do."
"But only if you charge me for everything else you do for me. You know without me going behind your back getting the sisters involved."

He grins at me.

"Alright. But at a friends rate."
"So long as the friends rate isn't too low. I will agree to it. Otherwise I will sick Sister Carmancita on your ass."
Mario and he both laugh at this.

We get done with the game and it doesn't matter who won. Because well Im not going to brag i got beat you know. So since I lost it doesn't matter. he he.

"Lets get some supper in the new kitchen. Mario and I haven't even seen it since the children moved everything upstairs."
"Cool." Chuy answers and we head upstairs to the new apartment. Oh my goodness. Its so much bigger. Its twice the size of the old apartment and so much room. It actually looks kind of empty now. I make some tacos because we haven't had them in ages.

We sit to eat and Chuy is across from me and Mario to my right.

"How many boys are you going to adopt Esteban?" He asks me.

"I don't know. I didn't think I would adopt any to be honest. Then after Emilio I thought OK Im good. But then Mario worked his way into my heart pretty quickly. So I cant really answer that. Maybe more maybe not. I suppose its up to the boys if I adopt anyone else. Because I wouldn't adopt a boy they said no to."
"We wouldn't do that. Even if its Juan."
"Whats wrong with Juan?"
"Hes a bully."
"Is he older than you?"
"Hes 11 but really mean to everyone."
"Maybe hes sad and taking it out on everyone?"
"Maybe." he says not convinced. What I am sure he is convinced of is he doesn't like Juan.
I decide right there I must meet this boy. If I don't Im worried he will bother my boys. So I have to put him in his place and make sure he doesn't fuck with my boys. I also don't want him to fuck with any other boys, or girls for that matter.

"You think he will be at mass tomorrow?"
"Mass is mandatory on Sundays." Mario answers eyeballing me with a question in his eyes that remains unasked.

"Alright. Mario go get us some cakes or something. I want something with jelly in it."

He smiles and races downstairs to the shop to grab us some cakes for desert. Chuy looks at me when he leaves.

"Why are you wanting to see the bully?"
I cant answer so I shrug because im not sure why I want to meet him other than to protect my boys.

Mario races back up and hands me and Chuy a cake and has one for himself.

"Buddy did we get any extra cakes or candy for the children at the home?"
"No sir."
"We need to next time. I think they deserve some treats. Don't you?"
"Yes sir." he says smiling.

"You know since we are closed tomorrow why don't we head back over to the warehouse and get some things for them."
"After we see Emilio." he states not asks but states.

"Of course we are going to see him first silly. Right after mass."
He grins.

I cant get this Juan boy out of my head. Its bothering me hes a bully. The boys and girls there have no one and so little. For him to be a dick to them makes me very angry. I've never hit a child but I want to punch this boy in the face. As hard as I would a grown man. But I have never done that either. I've never been in a fight. Not once in my life. I know how to fight. I took karate when I was younger and was pretty good at it. But I think the boys at school knew this and that's why I was never in a fight. No point in picking a fight knowing your getting your ass kicked. So Chuy and I talk about all the things we need to do again. He tells me he will have the paperwork ready for me tomorrow. Im good with that. He leaves and we head to the hospital.

When we get there we both get on our knees and pray. It seems like our prayers are getting shorter. Do I care less? No that's not it at all. Its just that I hurt so much seeing him. I wish God would touch my heart and make it feel better. But more I wish he would touch my beautiful banged up boy and make him whole again. It kills me to see him laying there prone. Hes an active boy and has the super slim build to prove it. I know its not because he doesn't eat enough. He eats like a......a boy. So a lot. As I pray I think of his smile and his eyes. His long hugs. How I would love to have one of those right now. I know Mario would love one from him too. He gives the best hugs ever. He holds on like he never wants to let go. To be honest I don't want him to either. I get worried about Mario going to school alone. I decide Im walking with him from now on. I don't care if he gets mad. I want to make sure hes OK. I cant have two boys in the hospital. Oh my goodness whatever would I do? I would just die i know it. I cant take it I stop praying and take Mario into my arms slide around onto my butt and hold him to me.

I hold him tight and for a long time. Thing is he holds me back just as tight.

We just sit holding each other a good ten minutes neither saying a word. I kiss the top of his head.

"I need ice cream miho."

"Yeah." he says softly.

He gets straight up off my lap and I do the old man thing and kind of turn and push myself up with my hands. Getting old sucks. But it beats the alternative I suppose. But then I would be in heaven. But it wouldn't be heaven having to leave my boys. So no getting old is great. God Im a liar. I should run for office or something.

We both kiss Emilio bye. I rub the hair from his forehead. He needs a haircut I think. When we are walking out of the room Mario takes my hand into his. I know its a weird time for both of us. We are both so sad about Emilio and it takes over our thoughts. But we are also happy that Mario is going to be my son. Its weird to be elated and miserable at the same time. But we are. We go to the truck and go to the ice cream shop.

I get Rocky road because its my favorite and I need something that pretends to make me feel better. Because a couple scoops of rocky road is nice. Mario got plain chocolate with sprinkles of course. What boy doesn't want sprinkles? I was tempted myself. We sit in some chairs next to each other that are lined against the front windows, and enjoy our treat, for the second time today. I got mine in a cup he got a cone. I used to get cones. But I don't like melted ice cream on my hands and I don't like being bothered to pay attention to drips. That and i kind of like the melted part when you are done in a cup. Im weird Im good with it. When we get done he is crunching his cone and Im spooning the edges of the bowl. I get up and toss it in the trash and walk over to the counter.

"Can I buy like a big tub of ice cream, like you scoop it from?"

"Sure." The guy says.

"Ill take one of chocolate. One of strawberry and one vanilla."
"OK." He goes and gets it and i pay for it. Mario is wondering what the Hell Im doing. But he lugs one of the heavy ass tubs to the truck. I put it in the back because its not going to be there long anyway. A few minutes later we pull up to the home and Mario smiles. He knows now. He hops out of the truck and races and opens the door because he knows we cant get it with our hands full.

I lower the tail gate and we grab them out. Me two him one. I tell you what he is struggling with five gallons of ice cream. It is pretty heavy. We make it almost to the door and Sister Carmancita steps into the door way.

"Its heavy sister." Mario says looking at her with pleading eyes.

She steps back a few steps and I follow Mario to the kitchen and we stow away the ice cream in the big freezer.

"So what is it you brought us?" she asks.

"Ice cream sister." Mario says beaming.

"OH my the children will enjoy that. Thank you boys."
"You're welcome sister." We say in unison both looking down.

"We need to get home and break in the new apartment sister. Have a nice evening."
We get back and go in teh shop and through the old apartment and up the stairs. We both flop on the couch.

"Pshew its been a long day." I sigh.

"Yeah real long."
He stretches out and lays his head on my lap. I gently start running my fingers through his hair. It feels so nice and soft. i move and caress his face with the back of my fingers. I move down and start to gently rub his back. He scoots so he is straighter and i continue after I lift up his shirt and he then takes it off. I love feeling his smooth skin under my fingers. Hes so thin though. You cant see ribs or anything. But he is thin. So lovely I am thinking as we watch a show. Well Im not sure either of us were watching. I was in my mind and thinking of this lovely boy here. Also thinking about my poor Emilio. Oh I just want to cry out the the heavens.

"Im thinking about him too." Mario says interrupting my thoughts.

"Yeah I cant help it sometimes. Im so happy your here don't think Im not..…"
"But you want Emilio here too. Me too."

"Yeah."
"Do you think he will get better?"
"Yes I think he will. But will he be exactly like he was? I don't know. He might be slow now. He may not be able to walk. He might not be able to talk. We just don't know yet. But we can sure hope and definitely pray that he gets better."
"Are you still going to adopt him if he has problems like that?"he asks without looking at me.

"Of course I love him. If he cant go to the bathroom and I have to change his diapers until I die. I would do it gladly. I cant stop loving someone because they change. Like you will start changing in a few years. You will start becoming a man. I will still love you with all my heart."
"Yeah but that's normal. This isn't.'

"No its not normal and its an awful thing. But no matter what he is going to be my son. If he is stuck in a wheel chair and i have to push him around it doesn't matter. I love him. i would do the same if anything ever happened to you. Pray god it never happens. But if it did. I will always. I mean ALWAYS be here for you. Here to love and care for you. Because I love you Mario." I lifted his head during the last part. I want him to see me and see Im being nothing but truthful to him.

"I love you too papi."

He puts his head back on my lap and I go back to rubbing his back. We head to bed about 9. We climb into bed and he cuddles up right to me. His back to my chest and I wrap my arm over him and he hugs it to his chest.

"Good night miho. I love you."
"Good night papi. I love you too."

I feel him kiss my hand after he says it. So I kiss the top of his head.

Soon our day is done.

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OH my such a week this week was.

First everyone I have met a new friend. Always a good thing. Problem is my new friend is incarcerated. For the grace of od how many of us could easily e in the same boat. Or have been. Its a shitty time for sure. He seems to be making the most of it though. Anyway the point to this is if you would like to email with him email me and I will get you his email. I obviouslly dont want to just post it. Because if I was in his shoes and very well could have been. I would be alone. No one to email me or to give me any hope. Because I would have no way to let anyone know.

Anyway still giggling about Tucker Carlson. What a cunt he is. I mean really how many people can say. I have been fired from MSNBC CNN and Faux news?

MTG is still insane and I dont see that shit changing anytime soon. Can she really believe all the shit she says? Is anyone realy that stupid? OK Her arguement is that Georgias election was stolen in 2020. But she won her seat then. SO um is it just the parts she didnt win that are crooked? Im a little confused here. I think I have been around the Jewish space laser that controls the weather too much.

Whats up with Desantis? Im pretty sure next week if you are a female in Florida you will be required to wear skirts and head coverings. If you are gay. Well, you just have to leave.

I appreciate you all. Thanks for all the wonderful emails Ive gotten over the years. They truly mean a lot to me.

Eric