Gregory Patrick
01/27/2022
Jaiden Chapter 149
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Sunday
morning, everybody packed up early and put their luggage in the van so that
when it was time to head to the airport, they would be ready. Then they loaded up the van and headed to The
Green Room Restaurant in Hendersonville, some twenty miles from Brevard. It was rated as a 5-star breakfast
restaurant, and it didn't disappoint the family.
While in
Brevard, they went to the Mud Dabber's Pottery Studio. Mom Riley and Jenny bought several beautiful
pottery pieces for their homes, the clinic in Orange Beach, and Jenny's
synagogue in Oregon.
They
appreciated that their purchases were one-of-a-kind pieces that they wouldn't
have to worry about seeing elsewhere.
But, of course, the other factor they love about the pottery is its
exquisiteness - the absolute beauty of the potter's artistry.
When it came
near the time for everyone to head to the airport, Leon started getting
depressed at the idea they'd soon be gone.
He loved his new family, and he loved having them around to talk and do
things with.
As he did
last time the family visited, he walked to the end of the driveway and stood
waving until he could see them no more as they drove to the airport. His eyes were teary and swollen, but he would
be OK this go-around both Peter and he were sure of that.
They noticed
that the deer had already started coming into the backyard as they walked back
toward the house. Only this time, it
seemed the deer were looking for something or somebody. When they got to the house, the deer started
approaching them without the timidness they usually displayed. Leon pondered out loud why the change all of
a sudden. Peter looked at him and said,
"Sweetheart, I bet you ten to one that they are looking for Seth. He sat outside with them every day he was
here, and you saw how he quickly made friends with the baby raccoon." "You're probably right, babe. I'll have to call Seth later tonight after
they've had time to get home and let him know his deers were looking for
him." No sooner had Leon said that than
the baby raccoon came up looking for Seth as well.
Peter went
and got a bag of cracked corn to feed the deers while Leon got some feed for
the baby raccoon. As Seth did, Leon
opened the screen door on the porch, and the little animal scooted inside and
climbed into Leon's lap to be hand-fed. Then,
when he had eaten all he wanted, he drank some water, climbed back into Leon's
lap, and went to sleep. What a story
Leon would have to tell Seth when he called him.
While Leon
was holding the baby raccoon, Peter went into the kitchen and put some chicken
into the oven to bake. "Hey, Babe, what
would you like to go with the chicken for dinner?" "How about the herbed rice you like and some
baby limas since they cook fairly quickly?"
"Sounds good to me; how do I season the limas?" "Half teaspoon of salt and two rashers of
bacon."
Dinner's
ready!" "Coming, Peter. The chicken looks delicious; how'd you season
it?" "I used some Omaha Shaker seasoning
that Mom gave us." "It smells
unbelievably good, and the limas are perfect; I just tasted them." "Thanks.
Mom said the seasoning was good on most any meat; she's tried it on
beef, pork, and chicken."
"Alright,
the food is on the table, and I'm hungry, so let's eat!" "Babe, this chicken is fantastic. It's unbelievably delicious and juicy and
white meat is usually dry. So how'd you
cook it?" "I seasoned the meat, pressed
the seasoning into it, and then put it on an elevated rack inside a shallow
pan. I slow-cooked it at 300 degrees and
used a temp probe until the middle of the meat reached 165. Then, I took it out of the oven and let it
rest for five minutes. Again, thank your
mom for the hints on how to cook it!"
"Mom, this
is Leon. Thanks for the idea on the
chicken. Peter baked it tonight, and it
was out of this world good! He cooked
some baby limas with two rashers of bacon and a half teaspoon of salt, and they
were perfect."
"Good, I'm
glad you enjoyed the chicken. Whose idea
was it to use bacon in the limas?"
"Mine; Peter asked me, and I'd remembered watching you cook them at
Peyton's and Jaiden's, so I just told him what I saw you do."
"Neither you
nor Peter have cooked much in the past, have you?" "No, mam, not very much." "I'm going to write down some simple recipes
for cooking fresh vegetables and send them to you two. I'm also going to send you a cookbook from
the temple and one from a local Baptist church; the temple cookbook is
excellent, but the Baptist cookbook is beyond good. Baptists love to fight, then cook and eat,
and makeup while they eat and they don't cook foods that taste bad."
"We'll look
for the cookbooks; I just wanted you to know how good the chicken was." "I'm glad you and Peter enjoyed it. Seth just walked into the den; would you like
to speak to him a minute?" "Yes, mam,
actually I would." "Seth, telephone."
"Hello,
Seth, this is Leon; did you get home OK."
"We did, but I'm already missing the mountains and the snow." "Is that all you are missing, little bro?" "What do you mean, Leon."
"Early this
evening after everybody left, your little buddy came up looking for you, so I
got some food for him, opened the screen door, and let him onto the porch. He climbed up into my lap and let me hand
feed him. Then, when he ate all he
wanted, he curled up in my lap and went to sleep."
"Peter and I
were enjoying sitting on the porch under the heaters when the deer came up to
the screen. Peter got a bag of cracked
corn to put in their feed bin. They
walked out to the feed bin with him, which surprised us both. You trained them while you were here, didn't
you?" "Not really, Leon; I just let them
know they could trust me. I'm going to
miss the raccoon; he was sweet - and so cute!"
"Yes, he is. We'll feed him and
try to keep him around until you come back this summer." "That will be awesome. I enjoyed playing with him. Hang on a minute; Dad wants to speak to you."
"Hey bud,
are you and Peter getting used to the peace and quiet?" "We are, Dad, but we don't like the quietness
the peace, yes, but not the quietness.
Peter and I enjoy having family around since we didn't have much family when
we were growing up."
"Son, I can
always sell the practice and move the three of us in with you and Peter. Mom would enjoy having someone to take over
all the cooking, and Seth would enjoy all the animals around the house. And me, I would love to sit on my butt and
relax for ten or twenty years."
"I don't
know, Dad; I'll have to talk with Peter about that. He' is going to be in a long-term bad mood
starting in a couple of months." "Why is
that, Leon?" "Let me think a minute,
Dad; would you believe he is starting to have hormonal problems?" "Not really, son; I know he's very
healthy." "Then would you believe he's
pregnant?" "Only if we can prove it and
become very rich."
"Leon,
you're a hoot. I'm going to send you
some tablets. You need to crush them and
put one at a time in the raccoon's food.
They'll keep him from getting rabies if he gets attacked."
"I'm also
sending you an insulated kennel box you can put under the roof on the front
porch. Plug it into the outlet, and the
system will keep the raccoon nicely warm in the winter and early spring. Just be sure not to put the kennel anywhere
where the little guy will be locked inside; that is against the law unless you
get a special state permit."
"Thanks,
Dad; I told Seth we'd try to keep the baby around until he comes for his visit
this summer." "So that's what got him
dancing and singing around the house; you made that boy some kind of
happy." "I'm glad I could do that; he's
a neat, sweet person." "Son, I can't
argue with that. Take care and let me
know when the items arrive in Brevard."
"I will, Dad; thanks, and I love you."
"Love you, too, bud!"
"Leon, Dad
is sending us a couple of tablets. He
said to crush them one at a time and put them in some food for the raccoon to
keep him from getting rabies if he gets attacked. He's also sending an electric kennel to put
on the front porch so the raccoon can stay warm in the winter and early spring;
just don't lock him in since we'd have to have a state permit to do that." "Sounds good to me, love."
"The animals
have been fed, the kitchen has been cleaned, and we have eaten dinner; so, what
would you like to do now, Peter?" "Leon,
I would like to go inside and watch you close the curtains while I take off all
my clothes. Then, I'd like to put a
heavy blanket on the floor, after which I want to watch you take off all your
clothes. Then we can lay on the blanket
in front of the fire and put our heads on the pillows while I snuggle as close
to you as I can get and hold you until we fall asleep watching a movie." "Just hold me, Peter?" "Just hold you, Leon. I love the feel of your skin and the smell of
your body. Sex would be fun, but what I
really want is to have some quiet, intimate time with you." "I love you, too, Peter.
"Peter." "Yes."
"Is that a flashlight I'm feeling?"
"No, but it can make you see a bright light at times." "I wondered.
If you get any harder, we're going to have to do something about that,
or you're going to explode."
"Babe, we
aren't taking a chance on you exploding; roll over!" So when Peter rolled over on his back, Leon went down on him. From the moans coming from Peter, he was in
paradise, and Leon was doing everything he could to intensify Peter's
blissfulness. When the moment of full
release finally came (pun intended), Peter yelped as his body tensed and then
relaxed. Peter grabbed Leon and held him
as tightly as he could until he recovered and got back his breath.
"Damn,
Sweetheart, where did you learn to do that?"
"Babe, you can learn a lot in a library if you slow down and take the
time to look and read." "Leon, would you
do me a favor?" "What's that,
Peter?" "Slow down, look harder, and
read more; that was incredible." "I'm
glad you enjoyed it, sweetheart."
The guys
rolled over and resumed watching the movie.
Leon noticed Peter had fallen asleep a few moments later and was softly
snoring. "Babe, wake up; let's go to bed
so we can rest better and feel like going to work and school tomorrow." So they went to their bedroom, got into bed,
snuggled closely, and were asleep in less than five minutes.
The
following morning, Peter got up first and went into the kitchen to prepare some
oatmeal, a scrambled egg, light toast, and coffee for Leon. Next, Peter fixed himself a cup of coffee and
some cheese toast with chili powder. The
whole time the two sat at the breakfast table, Peter never took his eyes off of
Leon, and he never lost the smile that went from ear to ear on his face. By the look on his face, you could tell that
he felt he was on top of the world; Peter didn't just feel on top of the world;
he WAS on top of the world!
Back in
Memphis, the boys were excited when they awoke, and their dads were in their
room getting their clothes ready for the day.
Jaiden and Peyton were thrilled when their sons jumped out of bed and
started running toward them until the boys ran past them and into their
bathroom. A few minutes later, Jaiden
crinkled his nose, looked at Peyton, and asked, "DAMN, Babe, what did Charley
and Dale feed the children yesterday?"
"I don't know, why?" "You can't
smell that?" "Smell what? When I saw the boys running that hard for the
bathroom, I stuffed cotton balls dipped into mentholated salve into my
nose. One day, your gonna learn to pay
attention to how the children are acting and protect your sense of smell."
Charley
walked into the boy's bedroom and said, "Good morning, guys. Dale would come in and welcome you home, but
he's in the john hugging the porcelain throne."
"What's wrong with him, Charley."
"We took the children to B. B. Kings yesterday, and Dale got the wild
idea to get them some broccoli salad AND boiled cabbage. I asked him if he had any Beano, and he said
he didn't, and when I looked in the van, there wasn't any in there either. So HE LITERALLY TURNED BLUE when I told him
we didn't have any. By the time he drove
the children home and got them inside, he was puking his guts up; been puking
all night, especially when he got up to check on the children and opened their
doors."
"Charley,
you didn't help him with the children in the van?" "Jaiden, I may be a little dumb at times, but
I'm not stupid. He should have gotten
some Beano or made sure some was in the van before he fed those children
broccoli and boiled cabbage; he knew what would happen when he did that. So, after we got the children in the van, I
walked home at least that's what I told him.
I took a cab to the end of the street and then walked up to the house."
Peyton was
laughing so hard he was coughing. "Say,
Jaiden, you're looking kind of blue yourself right now; are you OK?" Peyton looked at Charley, and in between
getting a breath while laughing, told him Jaiden didn't put mentholated cotton
balls in his nose when he saw their sons running hard for their bathroom.
Charley
looked at Jaiden and said, "Jaiden, don't ever call me dumb again; at least I
have the sense to stuff my nose when the children go to the bathroom." He was laughing as he turned to head to his
children's room and said in a muffled tone, "dumb ass." Peyton rested his head on the wall while
laughing his butt off; and he didn't have that much butt to lose.
Peyton asked
Jaiden if he thought he should stay home from work since he looked so
green. Jaiden looked at Peyton and
asked, "Hon, are you crazy! Stay home
from work and smell this? You've got to
be out of your mind!" "OK. I've got a meeting in 15 minutes, so I need
to go on to the hospital if you don't mind."
"That's fine, sweetheart; I'll see you as soon as I get there."
That said,
Peyton got into the Lincoln Navigator and drove to the hospital. The truth is he didn't have a meeting at all;
he was getting to the nurse's station early to set up Jaiden.
He told the
nurses what happened to Jaiden earlier and set it up for the nurses to get him
good. When Jaiden got to the floor, he
immediately went to the nurse's station for a morning briefing.
When he
stepped behind the counter, the floor secretary said, "GOOD LORD, WHAT IS THAT
SMELL?" Jaiden turned blood-red as he
turned and said, "Sorry, Dale fed the children boiled cabbage and broccoli
salad last night at dinner and didn't have any Beano on hand. I've been sick on my stomach since 6
a.m." "Dr. Jaiden, has anybody ever told
you to dip cotton balls in a mentholated salve and put them in your nose?" "I'm gonna get Peyton; he didn't have a
meeting this morning; he came in early to set me up. So help me, I'm gonna get him but good!"
"Peyton, I'm
tied up with a new patient; are you with anyone right now?" "Not at the moment; do you need
something?" "Yes, can you please check
JJ in room 327? Make sure he isn't
having a reaction to the new treatment regimen." "On my way, Dr. Jaiden." The only thought in Jaiden's head now was,
"that'll teach him, that boy has a dirty diaper, and it smells worse than all
ten of our children at one time."
"Thirty
minutes later, Peyton went flying past Jaiden headed to the Doctor's bathroom,
and he was GREEN!" When Peyton came out
of the doctor's toilet, he looked at Jaiden and said, "War is on, Dr. Jaiden,
the war is on." "Dr. Peyton, while I'm
thinking about it, I have to work a couple of hours extra tonight; I have a
surgery starting at 5 p.m., and it should take about two and a half
hours." At this point, Peyton was
distrustful of Jaiden doing something else to pay him back for the setup. So he checked the surgery schedule, and sure
enough, Jaiden told him the truth or so he thought Jaiden did. Jaiden had made arrangements for the surgery
department to schedule a non-existent surgery; all the doctors and the
anesthetist knew. Nobody said a word to
Peyton. So the `surgery' will be pulled
from the schedule at 4:30 p.m., and Jaiden would go home early and be sitting
on the couch when Peyton walked into the house.
About 6
p.m., Peyton walked into the house. He
got to leave a bit early as well when the night shift doctors came in to work
early. His chin hit the floor when he
walked into the house and saw Jaiden sitting on the couch. "Jaiden, I thought you had a two and a half
hour surgery starting at five!" "Nah, it
was taken off the schedule at 4:30."
"Jaiden, you led me on, didn't you?"
"Peyton, you purposely set me up this morning and this afternoon." "Babe, how was your meeting this
morning? What did y'all discuss." "OK, guilty as charged! Can we call this off?" "Let me think about it and what it's going to
cost you for me to call it off."
"JAIDEN!"
Peyton went
to their bedroom and shut the door rather loudly. A few minutes later, Jaiden went to their
room, went inside, and closed and locked the door. "OK, I know what it's going to cost you. Take your clothes off all of them!" As Peyton removed his clothes, Jaiden removed
his. When the two were as naked as a
jaybird, Jaiden picked up Peyton, turned him upside down, and sat his fanny on
top of the lounge chair by the window with Peyton's head resting on the seat of
the chair. Jaiden straddled his knees by
Peyton's head and then engulfed his golf club taking the entire length of the
club into his throat. Peyton got so
excited that he took Jaiden's flag pole in like Jaiden swallowed his golf club. After that, they both went to town working on
each other until both grunted and collapsed on each other, gasping for breath.
"Jaiden." "Yes, babe."
"How about I go in early tomorrow morning and set you up with something
new?" "Peyton, you know it will cost
you!" "Dang, love, I enjoyed paying this
bill so much I don't mind paying another bill tomorrow."
"Maybe we
can come up with a plan, sweetie."
"Promise, Jaiden?" "Yep, sure
do."
When they
went back into the den, Charley was putting down the engineering journal he had
been reading. Then, he turned, looked at
Jaiden and Peyton, and said, "Peyton, do you feel better getting that off your
chest?" "Peyton started howling and
said, "Charley, if you just knew how aprapro what you said is..." "Oh, we know, Peyton; we could hear y'all loud and clear. We sent the children outside after we had to
tell them you were play-wrestling when Nathan Robert asked, "Why is
Daddy Peyton kicking Daddy Jaiden's butt."
Dale spoke up and said, "And Charley ain't lying either!"
Jaiden said, "I guess we better go outside and teach the
children how to play-wrestle." Charley
replied, "Just make sure it isn't the kind of wrestling you two were
practicing!" Jaiden, the one who blushes
at most everything risquι, turned ten shades of red when Charley said
that.
Peyton walked up behind Charley and whispered into his
ear, "I love you, man; that was funny as hell!"
Charley just smiled.
When the guys got outside, they hit the floor, laughing
their butts off because Alaina Noelle had Nathan Robert pinned to the ground
begging her to get off of him. All her
other brothers were giggling at the scene because they knew Nathan Robert had
been being himself and picking on her.
When she had enough of his crap, she stopped it very quickly.
Dale looked at Peyton and said, "Peyton, remember the
conversation where I told you to not stop letting her watch you practice karate
and Ju-jitsu?" "Vividly, Dale."
"Well, once again, thank you for teaching my daughter by
example." "Sir, you are most
welcome. Perhaps I need to start
teaching all the children karate. Once
they master that, we can move into Ju-Jitsu; however, Dale, there is one thing
that concerns me if I teach them the crafts?"
Dale asked, "And that would be, Peyton?"
"Figuring out how to keep Alaina Noelle from beating the crap out of all
the boys."
"I don't think that will be a problem, Peyton." "How so?"
"They're gonna be so scared of her they won't go near her." When Dale said that, Jaiden spit coffee
halfway across the backyard, and Charley almost died laughing. "Dale, can you and Charley imagine what's
gonna happen if she gets a boyfriend and he gets out of line with her?" "Peyton, I don't even want to go there." Everybody laughed when Dakle said that
because they knew it was the biggest truth that had ever been told.
"Hey guys, look to the right at Jason Alexander and
Charles Logan; they've apparently learned how to use it." "What do you mean, Jaiden?" "Just look."
When Peyton, Dale, and Charley looked at their boys,
their pants were at their ankles, and they were watering the plants along the
fence. "You know we are going to have to
watch them closely in the park from now on."
Charley said, "Yea, we're gonna have to teach them to pee on some jerk's
foot instead of the plants."
Peyton replied, "Ya know, what Charley just said made me
remember a South Alabama joke: This guy
was traveling down the highway in LA (that's Lower Alabama for the unschooled)
after an early evening of drinking. He
was swerving all over the road when an Alabama State trooper observed his
erratic driving and turned on his blue lights to stop the man. When he got the guy pulled over, he got him
out of his vehicle to administer a field sobriety test."
"The next thing the man knew, he was standing at the
Pearly Gates, and St. Peter was asking him why he had arrived at the Pearly
Gates so early. The man looked at St.
Peter and said, "Well, St. Peter, it was like this: I had been to the bar drinking, and I'd had a
bit too much to drink, and the next thing I knew, this Alabama State Trooper
pulled me over and said I was driving erratically. He asked me if I had been drinking, and I
told him I had been. So he made me get
out of the car to take a drunk test, and when I stood up, I suddenly had to pee
really badly. Then I pulled my pecker out of my pants, pissed on his boots, and
the next thing I knew, here I am standing at the Pearly Gates talking to
you."
"St. Peter said, "Sir, pissing on the boots of an Alabama
State Trooper is about the dumbest thing an idiot can do; however, the last
time I checked, that wasn't a sin; so, come on in, brother."
Dale told Peyton that coming from that area of the
country, he could see that happening.
Charley said he had no doubt that it did happen somewhere back in LA's
history. Jaiden replied, "Lord, I hope
not!" But in his heart of hearts, he
knew it probably did.
"Charley, you look exhausted today. Are you feeling OK?" "I am Jaiden.
It was a long day, and I didn't particularly enjoy what I had to
do." "Well, Charley, maybe this will
brighten your day: Do you know the
difference between a wife and a job?"
"Not really; I'm fortunate enough to have a husband instead of a wife,
so what is the difference?" "After five
years, your job will still suck!" "Now
that's funny, Jaiden, and probably truer than folks want to admit!" "I would think so too, Charley."
"Hey, guys, look out the door." "Peyton, when did it start snowing?" "I have no idea, Dale. I looked out the door just now and saw the
snow coming down at a fast pace; it's going to be gorgeous outside tomorrow."
"I can imagine the children are going to drive Ginny and
Granny crazy tomorrow wanting to go outside."
"So can I, Jaiden; isn't it nice to be able to get up and go to work
every morning?" "Yep, when you have ten
children and a foot of snow outside, work can come in handy."
"Speaking of a foot of snow, what would y'all like for
dinner before the snow starts piling up?"
The dads were surprised when Mark Anthony, the quiet child in the group,
asked to go to Tony's - in baby language, of course. Dale said, "That's the first time Mark
Anthony has spoken up like that, so he deserves to go to Tony's." Jaiden told everyone, "then Tony's it is," so
they loaded the children into the van and headed toward the pizzeria.
They got inside, sat down, and the dads asked their
children what they wanted for dinner. "Daddy,
peetza!" said Mark Anthony. "Nathan
Robert, Benjamin Dale, Abraham Dovid,
Alaina Noelle, and David Alexander wanted their beloved skety. The rest of the children blew their dad's
minds when they asked for `eh plant.' They
remembered having tried Peyton's eggplant parmesan and liking it. Each child got what they asked for when the
orders went to the kitchen, and when it was put on the table, they ate every
morsel of food on their plates.
Jaiden commented on how the children's palates were
changing for the good and he was enjoying seeing that happen. "I think we need to talk with Ginny and
Granny and see what they have been preparing for the children so we can put
emphasis on what they are trying to get the children to eat. The more we do that, the more foods the
children will learn to eat. The only
thing we need to watch is making sure the foods are low in acids which can
aggravate a child's mouth."
"Like what, Jaiden?"
"Tomatoes, certain citrus fruits, cabbage type foods like Brussells
Sprouts and other high-sulfur foods, Charley."
"Why is that, Jaiden?"
"Charley, let's say you have 10,000 taste buds; children
may have twice that number which intensifies the tastes of certain foods to the
point that children find those foods distasteful and hard to eat. Unfortunately,
parents don't often realize that fact, and they get upset when their children don't
eat foods the parents enjoy. For
instance, take Greg's son; he refused to eat red meat until he was six years
old.
Then, Greg and his wife took her to a restaurant where
Greg ordered prime rib medium-rare. His
son asked for a taste, then another and another until Greg cut the steak into
small pieces and pushed his plate over to his son. That night, he ate a piece of fried chicken and
some fries. From that point on, every
time they went to that restaurant, the son got prime rib and so did Greg."
When they got home, the dads got the children bundled up
and took them outside to play in the snow.
The babies ran around throwing snowballs at each other and laughing
their heads off. They ran until they got
so tired each wanted their baths so they could go to bed. Since the dads were exhausted from their day,
they accommodated the children's wishes with a warm shower and early sleep.
Jaiden and Peyton went to their room, slipped into their
khaki shorts and a tee-shirt, and went back to the den to watch television. Charley and Dale also slipped into comfortable
outfits before going back to the man cave after Peyton and Jaiden walked back
downstairs.
When Peyton turned to sit on the couch, Jaiden grabbed
him before he could sit down. "Babe,
your bubble butt is so cute tonight that I can't resist it." Jaiden then slid his hands under the back legs
of Peyton's shorts and slid them to his beautiful mounds. When he reached his point of interest, he
started massaging Peyton's gluteal muscles and cooing like he was deep in
ecstasy which he was.
"Jaiden, we don't have time tonight, babe. If you keep doing that, we aren't going to
rest enough tonight to be alert at work tomorrow." "Peyton, can we say `to be resumed Friday
night?'" "If we don't, sweetheart, come
Friday night when we go to bed, I will be sorely disappointed." "Peyton, at least let me turn your flashlight
off; I don't want it to burn out before Friday night!"
"Jaiden, have I ever told you that one of the things I
love most about you is that you are a hopeless romantic?" "Yes, love, you have, but I prefer to think
of myself as a hopeful not hopeless romantic - especially when I see you in
your handsome birthday suit." "I'll tell
you what, sweetheart, if you're a good boy until we go to bed, I'll let you
play my flute tonight." "Oh boy, I love
playing your flute; it gives me a sweet reward when I play it."
Peyton smiled, as did Dale and Charley.
"Dale, I wish we had some donuts." "Why, Charley?" "It would be fun to eat them off your warming
pole. If I dripped some warm coffee on
them before I eat them off your warming pole, they would be extra good." "Chuck, if we had some donuts, I would surely
be game tonight, but we don't have any."
Peyton didn't say a word as he got up, walked into the
kitchen, poured the last cup of warm coffee into a mug, warmed four donuts he
brought home after work that afternoon, put them on a small plate, and handed
them to Charley with the warm coffee.
Charley was all smiles as he took Dale by the hand and led
him to their bedroom. Jaiden looked at
Peyton and said, "stand up, babe." When
Peyton stood, Jaiden unzipped Peyton's shorts and let them fall to the floor
with Peyton's boxer briefs. One can only
imagine how the two shared blissful intimacy over the next two hours.
The following morning, Dale and Charley appeared to be in
a fabulous mood as they shared a hug and a kiss in the kitchen, not to mention
the glow on their faces.
When Jaiden and Peyton walked into the kitchen to help
prepare breakfast for the clan, Jaiden looked at Charley and asked if the
donuts Peyton gave him the night before were good. "Jaiden, they were delicious, and they stayed
on the warmer just long enough to be warm and creamy."
"How was the rest of the movie, Jaiden?" "I have no idea, Charley. When you and Dale went to your bedroom, I got
totally distracted and didn't pay any attention to the show." "I wondered, Jaiden. The glow on your and Peyton's face is
unmistakable; there is no doubt you and Peyton had a great night."
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