Date: Tue, 5 Feb 2019 22:32:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: All for Terry (12)

This story is a little different than i normally write. It's a lovestory.
My first.

I was going through some old boxes this week and found some
adult magazines I used to have.  I hadn't seen them in years.
As I went through them I saw a wrapped package and there were a few more
in there. But these were covered in plastic. The guy in the cover of
them, I had actually met a few times. Before I knew who he was of course.
But I always thought he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.

As I mentioned, I had actually met him a few times. It turns that we had
worked in the same building. And it wasn't until sometime later that I
found he was the guy in my magazines.
This story is for him. A kind of 'What if' story about a guy I wanted for
many years, but fate never made that fantasy come true.

This is for Terry. Where ever he may be.

Enjoy....

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All for Terry
(Chapter 12)
..... A Big Change....

..... I had taken a few days off from work here and there over the next
few weeks. I was not in the mood to deal with people. I had somehow in
the last few years met someone who would ruin and end all my old
relationships. All my friends were gone. Pushed out if my life in a puff
of smoke.
So I just didn't want to deal with people. I would just go to work when I
could and come home and stare at my lonely apartment. The four sad walls
that were left after David moved out. The marks on them still there from
that violent night. The night iI could have killed him, and wanted to.
I drank, alot. Made a few more attempts to call Tina. But then one day
the phone number was disconnected. And not even her voice mail was a
available to me.

"Huh. She changed her number" I said to myself
"Well that's it."
"I am done trying"
"Fuck it!"

I went to bed that night and just lay there staring at the ceiling. I
couldn't sleep and the sadness threatened to consume me. Not the loss of
my now ex. I should have known better. But the fact that I lost friends
because of him. So staring up at the ceiling, was all I had.
I went back to work and hoped to see Tim there. I could try and reconnect
with him again. But for several day, and weeks he was not in the office.
 I went to the manager and asked if she had heard from him.

"He was in the hospital, last I heard" she said
"His partner Miguel said he was very sick"
"And he had used up his sick time already"

And once again I didn't know the number to Tim's phone. That little fuck
had deleted all my numbers and left me friendless.
As the months passed, and Tim did not return, I again asked the boss
where he was. Then she told me he had passed away a few days ago. I sat
down in my chair and almost cried.

"I know you guys were friends" she said
"Why don't you go home for the rest of the day"

I went home in a daze. Overwhelmed now by the bombardment of bad things
in my life. I almost didn't want to come back to work. I needed a change.
And now.

"I gotta get outta here" I said to myself
"I can't bare all this shit"
"Lemme look for another job, away from here"

I started to search for new work in my field.  'Willing to relocate' I
put in my new cover letter. And I go my answer pretty quick. I received a
call from a woman in regards to a new start up company. She said that
they were a new company that was primarily a cruise agency. She liked my
credentials and my experience, and she wanted to meet me.  But it was 80
miles away.

"I am fine with that" I said
"I was looking to relocate anyways"
"Good" she came back

I set up a one on one with her later that week. And from my place the
drive was very long. So I knew if I got the job, I was moving. And I
wanted to. Too much bad kharma in my old place anyway.
When I met with Arpie, I loved her. I think we hit it off almost
immediately. We talked about more than just work. And I thought I may
have revealed to much about myself in the hour plus conversation we had.
But I had spoken and hoped that I would still be considered for the
position.

"Thanks for coming in" she said
"Oh and by the way. When can you start?"

So I got the job. I gave my two weeks notice. At my other one.  And in
that time started to look for a new place closer to my knew job. But for
the time being, I was driving for almost 2 hours to and from work each
day.
But I lived working there and for her. There were a few others there too.
Some guys that were helping set up this new company. I quickly dug in and
started to prove my worth to her. I wanted to make sure she knew she had
made the right choice in hiring me.

"So have you found a new place" she asked me some weeks after my start
"I know you are driving really far"
"It kinda hard as I have little time to do so" I said
"Well I have been flaming at some places to help you out" she said

Then she placed a brochure to a place not too far from work. It was a bit
priceore than I was looking, but was a really nice place.

"Thanks Arpie" I said
"I will check them out"

So I did call them when I had a break and set up an appointment with the
leasing office for Saturday. And after seeing the place and how nice it
was, I decided to was worth the extra money. But I was able to stay on
budget by getting their smallest apartment.
It was an oversized studio, that was sectioned off, so it appeared to be
an actual one bedroom. So I was happy that I was able to get it. And it
kind of worked as I hadn't replaced most of the furniture David had taken
when he left.

"I got it" I said to Arpie
"Great" she said
"Let's get a few drinks later to celebrate"
"Cool"

It was indeed happy as it was but 4 miles from my job. And it was less
wear and tear on my poor car. We had some drinks at this Indian
restaurant she took me to. The food was good and the company was good.
I moved into my place shortly after. And actually got help from one of
Arpies friends Vardan. He was a big heavy epset guy with a thick accent
but very nice as well. I then met with them and offered them to buy
dinner that night for the help.
Then that evening I set back and crashed. Tired from the days events. It
was Saturday thankfully so I don't have to work the next day. So I
started to unpack.

"Holy crap" I said as I came across a box with my name on it

It had my name, but I didn't write it. It was Tina's mothers writing. I
then realized it was the box she had given me she said I had forgotten. I
had never even looked at it. There were a few items she had left for me
she thought I would like from her home. And there was a note

"You always liked this" it read
"So I figured it's yours"
"I have no need for it anymore"

I sat back and cried a bit as I read it.  Then thinking of the fallout
between me and my oldest friend. All because of that little shit hole I
was with. And I had given up trying to call her anymore.
I put the little ceramic dolphin she had given me on the shelf. Hen the
latter in the drawer. Then went through the box some more. Ad then under
a few shirts she had put in there apwas a big envelope with of all
things, my magazines. My adult magazines.

"Ohh shiit!" I thought
"Had she seen these."

I laughed a bit thinking her looking at them before placing them in the
envelope. Then pulled them out. And there halfway through was my two
magazines with that beautiful man I had so been smitten with for several
years.

"Hey handsome" I then said to his face
"Haven't seen you in..."

I paused as I looked at the gorgeous man om the cover of the magazine.
This man I hadn't remembered the name I gave him because I didn't know
it. But as I looked at this magnificent blonde God before me. I knew his
name.

"Ohhh my fucking God!"  I then shouted out
"It's Terry!"........

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More to come