Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1998 06:59:39 PDT
From: Chip Dip <chipdyp@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason and Taylor

The following program contains material suited for a mature audience.  If
you are not over 18 you should be leaving now.  Of course I can't control
you and neither can anyone else really.  This story contains sex between
two consenting adult males.  This story is entirely false except for the
true parts.  If you enjoy this story drop me a line at the address
indicated below.  This is my first attempt at a story of this nature so any
tips or ideas would be appreciated.  Oh...and remember Viewer Discretion is
advised...


Jason and Taylor
by Chip Dyp		(chipdyp@hotmail.com)


	I normally don't answer personal ads.  I always look though.  Being
the shy person that I am I could never answer a personal ad and actually
meet someone.  My friend however had other plans for me.  She was sick of
hearing me bitch about not having a man.  She made me call and set up a
meet with this person.  The meeting was set up and we agreed to meet in a
public place.  The meet was set, 5:30 food court of Place Riel student
centre.  I was to wear a green sweater and blue jeans.  He was going to
wear blue jeans and a Tragically Hip T-shirt.

	I should introduce myself though.  My name is Taylor.  I am 6'2"
long blond hair (bleached) and brown eyes.  I am a twenty-three year old
computer science major at the University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon,
Saskatchewan.  This story takes place here.  I am a very quiet person as I
have already said.  I am very much in the closet.  Only my closest friend
knows.  I live in Residence at the university and am very protective of my
sexuality.  Although the University is very tolerant the residence tends to
be very homophobic.  Thus the less said the better it is for everyone.

	Anyway back to the story.  I was very anxious about meeting Jason.
I sat there reading a magazine and drinking a coffee when I saw him.  He
had just come down the stairs from the Arts tunnel and was looking for
someone.  He was 5'10", medium length blond hair, and very trim.  I sat
watching him trying not to stare.  He looked right at me and headed my way.
The moment of truth had arrived.  "Hello", he said, "My name is Jason.  Are
you Taylor?"

	I sat there for a moment looking at this beautiful young man as he
stood waiting for my response.  "Uh, Yes.  My name is Taylor.  Sorry my
mind was elsewhere."

	Jason sat down across from me and just smiled at me.  "Why are you
so nervous?  You're only meeting me."

	I smiled back at him.  My mind was going a mile a minute.  He had
asked why I was nervous.  I must answer him.  Why was my throat so dry.  I
couldn't say a word.  I took a quick drink of my coffee and said what
immediately came to mind "Ow, fuck--"

	Jason laughed at me as I sat there in pain from my burnt tongue.
"Usually the coffee is fairly hot.  You shouldn't drink it so fast."

	"Thanks for the tip," I replied with a smile, "I don't know why I am
so nervous.  Usually I am very calm.  I mean I can write tests without
getting nervous, I can speak in class without getting nervous, I can go to
job interviews without getting nervous.  I have no reason to be nervous
right now.  Sorry, I'm rambling, I ramble when I get nervous."

	I stopped talking when he put up his hand and smiled at me.  "Would
you like to go to a movie tonight?  Titanic is Playing at Place Riel, and I
haven't seen it."

	My heart was going a mile a minute...did I want to go to the movie
with him?  With all my heart I did but I knew several of my friends from
Rez would be at the movie and they would want to know who I was sitting
with.  Had to decide fast.  "Okay" I said with all the poise of a virgin at
a brothel, "but I've got to tell you some things first."

	"Cool, I haven't been able to find the time to watch that movie
yet," Jason replied. "What do you have to tell me?"

	"Um--well--I'm still kinda in the--" I began trying to tell him
I was still in the closet.

	"Let me guess?", he said, "You are still in the closet and you know
some of your friends are going to be at the movie."  I sat there
dumbfounded as he said what I couldn't say.  "That's not a problem with me.
You think we could create a good cover story in--" he looked at his watch
"--fifteen minutes?"

	I sat there thinking.  This beautiful creature was willing to help
me concoct a lie to get to know me better.  I was in love.  I was so lost
in his eyes that I missed his next question.  "Huh," I said as he snapped
me out of my dream.

	"How we just say that I moved to Saskatoon recently and that we are
friends from way back?" he asked again now that he had my full attention.

	"Sounds great to me."

	"Well let's get a move on.  Don't want to be late."

	We got up and I tossed my coffee into the garbage and stuffed my
magazine into my back pack.  While he waited for me I saw him checking me
out.  I smiled to myself.  As we headed up the stairs to the arts tunnel we
started talking.  He told me he was from Saskatoon and still lived with his
parents.  He asked a little about my background and I told him that I was
from Winnipeg, and that I was going to the U of S because they have one of
the better Computer Science programs in Canada.

	As we reached the escalators up to the arts building I asked what
college he was in.  Jason looked at me with a blank look on his face and
then sputtered out Arts and Science.  I laughed at him a little and asked
if that was a hard question for him.  He just sort of looked at me and
smiled.  God, every time he smiled my heart flipped.

	We walked up the ramp slowly looking up to see how long the line
was.  I reached into my pack and pulled out my rez ID which entitled me to
free movies.  As we waited in line I introduced Jason to several of my rez
friends as they saw us.  After the meet was over Jason said to me in a low
voice, "Now that wasn't so hard was it?"  I smiled at him.

	We finally got up to the booth and I flashed my ID to the clerk who
nodded me in.  I walked in a little ways and then waited for Jason.  "Would
you like a popcorn?" I asked as we walked by the concession stand.  Jason
shook his head.  "I'm going to get a pop.  My tongue still hurts from that
coffee.  Did you want a pop?"

	Jason smiled at me and replied, "Sure.  I'll have a root beer."

	I went up to the clerk and ordered two large root beers.  I paid
for them and turned to look for Jason.  He was leaning against the door way
with his eyes partly closed.  I looked at him for what seemed like hours.
His blond hair covering his eyes, his t-shirt held taut against his chest,
his jeans tight against his legs.  He looked up at me and said, "Shall we
find some seats?"

	I handed him his drink and nodded.  He took the lead and picked out
some seats middle of the third row.  I sat down beside him and could feel
the electricity emanating from his body.  The theatre lights dimmed and the
previews started playing.  I sat there half watching the previews, half
watching Jason.  He was beautiful.  I sat silently hoping that we could get
closer.

	As the movie played I kept looking at Jason.  He would glance at me
and I would pretend I had been watching the movie.  I was sooooo sneaky.
The movie ended long before I wanted it too.  I wanted it to continue so I
could spend some more time with Jason.  We got up after the movie ended and
he said he had to go.  I put on a brave face as he looked at me.

	"Would you like to do something tomorrow night?" he asked looking
at me with his blue eyes.

	"I would love to!" I replied far too quickly.  The moment the
words were out of my mouth I realised I couldn't see him tomorrow.  "Wait,"
I said, "I can't.  I have my business law class tomorrow night."

	"No problem," he said as he smiled at me. "What are you doing
Friday night?"

	"Absolutely nothing."

	"Did you want to come to my place and we can watch a couple of
videos?"

	"Sounds Great.  See you then,", I said as we started separating to
go our own ways.  I stopped when he started laughing.  "What?"

	"Did you want my address?  Or are you such a good psychic that you
already know it?" he joked.
	
	"Addresses are good," I replied as I handed him a piece of paper.
"Here write you address and phone number down for me."

	I smiled as he wrote down his name, phone number, and address.
Jason even looked sexy as he struggled to write the address down on a soft
surface.

	"Here you go," he said as he handed me the sheet of paper, "Can I
get your number?"

	I quickly wrote down my number and handed it to Jason as his bus
pulled up.  I gave it to him and he ran to the bus.  I stood there watching
him run to the bus.  I was admiring his body when I felt a tap on my
shoulder.  I turned quickly to see my friend, Jennifer.  "So how did things
go?" she asked.  "Was it worth the phone call I made you make?"

	I grinned at Jennifer, "Yeah, thanks for making me make that call."

	"Finally, I was getting sick of hearing you complain about not
having someone.  You can buy me a beer at Louis as thanks."

	I laughed at Jennifer.  "Fine, I wanted to get a clubhouse sandwich
there anyway."

	So we went to the campus bar and I got my sandwich and a Canadian
and bought Jennifer her Kokanee.  Jennifer proceeded to grill me on Jason.
She wanted to know all the details.  I smiled and told her what I knew
between bites of my sandwich.

	"So when are you two love birds going to meet again?"

	"Friday night.  I am going to his place to watch a couple of
videos."

	"Sure, watch videos -- I believe that."

	"That's all we are going to do.  I am not going to jump into bed
with him on our second date.  Besides he lives with his parents.  They are
probably going to be home."

	"Whatever," Jennifer replied trying hard not to laugh, "Just make
sure you take condoms just in case."

	"I will.  But I've got to go.  I have some work that needs to be
done before I go to bed."

	I slowly walked the 100 yards back to my rez all the while thinking
about Jason.  I made it to my bedroom and and took off my back pack and my
shirt.  I looked over my stuff and flipped open my Powerbook.  I checked my
email, and decided that none of it was too pressing.  I shut down the
computer and took off my pants and boxers and crawled into bed.  I shut the
light off and tried to sleep.

	Every time I closed my eyes I saw Jason.  I began imagining what he
looked like naked.  I began seeing him and me in all sorts of sexual
positions.  I rolled on my side and tried to think of something else.  My
brain stayed on its favourite subject, though.

My cock began to make itself known.  It quickly began to harden.  I
realised I wasn't going to get any sleep unless I jacked off so I put all
my energy into it.  My left hand reached down and took hold of my
circumcised cock.  I gently rubbed it a few times bringing it to full
attention.  I began to slowly stroked it.  My hand started picking up speed
as my cock reacted to attention it was receiving.  It had been a long two
days since I had last masturbated, and my balls were heavy.  I felt my cock
ooze out some precum as it attempted to lubricate itself for the vagina
that was not there.

	I slowed down a bit savouring the feelings that my body was
producing.  My body cried out urging me to go faster and bring on the
release.  I sped up again using the precum to lubricate my hand as I worked
the whole shaft.  I stayed away from the head of my cock as I knew if I
went near it I would cum.  My body started filling with the familiar
pressure: the urge to finally cum.  I eased back waiting ... waiting, and
then with a final burst of speed worked my whole cock from the base of the
shaft to the top of the head.  My cock erupted as cumflew out the piss-slit
and splattered on my chest.  I kept jacking my cock urging all the cum out.
Finally when it started to hurt a little I stopped and grabbed a towel and
wiped myself off.  My body sated, I finally slipped off to dreamland.


Chapter 2

	I awoke just after 10 the next morning and yawned deeply.  My brain
ran through my activities for the day and none of them were too pressing.
My brain then fixed on an image of Jason from the night before.  He was
standing leaning against the door of the theatre.  Slowly my brain started
removing articles of clothing until Jason was naked.  I opened my eyes
quickly and the image disappeared.  I rolled out of bed and fired up my
computer to do an email check and to peruse the news sites that I read
daily.

	As I read my mail and visited my web sites I kept returning to the
image of Jason that was frozen in my mind.  Every time he would wink at me.
It was distracting to say the least.  I wondered how I was going to survive
until Friday night.  There was a knock at my door and I got up to answer
it.  I looked through the peep hole and recognising my friend Jennifer I
opened the door to let her in.

	I turned around and headed back to my computer to close the
connection when I heard her laugh.

	"Distracted this morning?"

	"What?" I was not in the mood to play games this morning.

	"Well, you might want to put some clothes on.  I find you attractive
but, you know, other people might not."

	I looked down for a second.  I was as naked as the day I was born.
I shook my head and walked to my dresser and pulled out a pair of briefs
and a pair of sweats which I quickly put on.  All the while Jennifer was
laughing her ass off at me.

	"Okay, so I was thinking of something else when I answered the
door.  You're just jealous because you can't have this."  I smiled at
Jennifer and grabbed my crotch for emphasis.

	As Jennifer continued to laugh I grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it
on.  It was chilly in the room and I wasn't sure why I had forgotten that I
was still naked.  Jennifer finally stopped laughing at me and asked what I
had been thinking about.  Knowing that if I answered Jason she would bug me
to death, so I told her I was thinking about the stats assignment due
tomorrow.  Now for those that are thinking that Jennifer would be evil to
bug me continually, you are right.  It would be.  However when she started
going out with her current boyfriend I bugged her continuously about him.
Mind you she deserved it -- her head was in the clouds all the time.

	Jennifer pulled out her Stats text and asked, "Have you started the
assignment?"

	I shook my head no to answer and then asked a question of my own,
"Have you started the assignment?"

	"Yeah, but I'm stuck on question 6a.  It's a toughie.  I'm meeting
Brian and Rebecca at Louis.  We figure the more heads the better with these
questions.  You want to come?"

	I looked over the assignment and although I knew that I could get
most of it with relatively few problems some socialising would be nice.  I
said, "Sure, but I need to shower."

	"Cool.  Well you go shower.  Can I use your phone to check my
email?"

	"No problem," I replied.  "Use the line coming out of the
Powerbook."

	I grabbed my toiletries and my towel and headed to the washroom.  I
quickly ran myself through the shower, tied my hair back, and put my
contacts in.

	I headed back to my room and told Jennifer not to turn around as I
had to change.  That was her cue to turn around and watch as I took off my
sweats and my briefs and replace them with boxer's and jeans.  She always
did like naked men, but then again so did I.  I slipped into a white
t-shirt and pulled on some white socks.  I put my stats books into my
backpack, grabbed a couple of granola bars and looked up at Jennifer.

	"Ready?" she asked.

	"Yep, let's go."

	I opened the door, and ushered Jennifer out the door.  I pulled the
door shut behind me and and after checking to ensure it was locked we
headed to the doors.  We walked the 100 yards to Louis slowly as it was a
beautiful day and we both knew that winter's full fury would soon hit this
part of Saskatchewan.  We entered the MUB and headed downstairs to the
bar/student hangout.  There was an open booth so we grabbed it and parked
our butts.  The waitress came by almost immediately and asked if we wanted
coffees or something else.  We both ordered a coffee and pulled out our
books.  Brian and Rebecca arrived shortly after we did and grabbed a seat.

	The four of us worked on our assignment, although I couldn't really
keep my mind on my work.  I kept thinking about Jason and what he might
look like naked.  My cock spent the afternoon in it's semi-hard state and
by the time the group split up I needed to cum so bad I thought my balls
would explode.

	I quickly walked into my room and after closing the curtains and
locking the door behind me I dropped my pants and started masturbating
right in the middle of the room.  My left hand was going a mile a minute up
and down my rock hard cock in an attempt to satisfy the urges that ad been
building up inside of me all afternoon. My knees started buckling and I
shot my load across the room onto a dirty towel.

	I slowly dropped to the ground spent from the sexual activity that
had been so urgently required.  I grabbed the towel and wiped the end of my
cock very gently.  I pulled off my boxers and grabbed a pair of clean
briefs.  I wrapped my cock in several layers of Kleenex to ensure that it
wouldn't leak while it was confined to my pants.  I tucked my softening
cock into the briefs and pulled on my jeans.  I lied down on the bed and
yawned deep.  The post orgasm exhaustion set in and I feel asleep.

	Two hours later I awoke to someone pounding on my door.  I opened
my eyes and rolled of the bed towards the door.  I looked through the peep
hole and saw my Jennifer standing there with her boyfriend Daniel.  Daniel,
Jennifer and I routinely ate supper together, so it was no shock to see
them standing at my door at 5:30.  I opened the door and Daniel put on his
disappointed face.

	"You'll answer the door naked for her but not for me?" Daniel
asked.

	I was going to make a witty remark when Jennifer smacked him on the
back of the head.  "Behave," she growled, "or you are not getting any for a
week."

	"You two are like an old married couple."  I laughed at the face
both of them made at my comment.  Jennifer knew I was gay but I had made
her promise not to tell Daniel.  Jennifer typically traded boyfriends once
a month and if she told every guy she dated, soon everyone would soon know.
I was surprised with Daniel though, he had made it almost 8 months.

	"What's for supper tonight?" Jennifer asked as I let them in the
room.

	"Taco Bar and vegetarian chili," I replied as I checked the table
that the dining hall so thoughtfully provided.

	"Yummy," replied Daniel with absolutely no enthusiasm in his voice.
"Well let's get it over with."

	After a less than impressive supper and a Business Law class which
could bore a person to death, I finally made it back to my room to see that
there were a couple of messages waiting on my answering machine.  I punched
the playback button and started unloading my back pack.

	"*Beep*  Hi, Taylor, this is Jason.  If you get home before 11:00
give me a call.  I would really like to talk to you again before tomorrow."

	"*Beep* Hi, Taylor, this is Jason again.  Just in case you don't
have my phone number it is 555-1212.  Talk to you soon.  I hope."

	I glanced at my watch.  9:30.  Plenty of time to call.  I dialed
the number and pulled a beer out of my mini fridge.  I was surprised when
the phone was answered after barely a ring.

	"Hello?"

	"Hi.  Is Jason there?"

	"Speaking."

	"Hi, Jason.  It's Taylor returning your call."

	"Hi, Taylor.  I was hoping you would call.  I wanted to talk to you
again before tomorrow."

	"Cool.  So what's up?"

	"Not much.  I was thinking about you all day though."

	"Same here," I replied as I took a swig of my beer.

	"So how did I look naked?"

	"Very nice.  Good enough to eat, even."

	We continued to talk for a while.  Sharing our likes and dislikes.
What kind of music we listened too and what we did for fun.  Finally at
about 11:00 pm I heard a noise on the other end of the phone and Jason told
me he had to hang up now.  I asked him what time he wanted me to come over
Friday night and he told me that anytime after 7:00 pm would be good.  I
said my goodbyes and we both hung up.

	I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt and threw them in the hamper.  My
cock was still confined to my briefs and was still resting in the bed of
Kleenex I had made.  I pulled the tissue out of my briefs and tossed it in
the garbage.  I slipped out of my briefs and shut off the light in what I
thought would be a vain attempt to get some sleep.  Much to my surprise I
drifted off with nary a problem.


Chapter 3: The Big Day

	I awoke Friday morning with butterflies in my stomach.  The first
time I would see Jason alone.  The day dragged on and on with nothing
exciting even threatening to happen.  Finally after my classes ended I
grabbed a quick bite to eat at Marquis Hall and headed down to my room to
wait for my alarm clock to hit 7:00.

	I completed inane little tasks in the room while waiting.  My
e-mail correspondence got caught up, I cleaned up my desktop and filed away
files that I would need at a later date.  Finally the clock read 7:00 and I
walked out to Z lot to get my car.  I did my usual walk around of the car
to make sure it hadn't been vandalised and reassured that it was okay I got
behind the wheel.  I backed out of my spot and headed to Jason's parents
house.

	Without many problems I managed to find the house and parked my car
on the road in front of the house.  I walked up the driveway to the front
door and rang the door bell.  I heard faint chimes echoing through the
large house and the thumping of someone running down a set of stairs.  The
door swung open and there stood Jason in a pair of those sexy Umbro Soccer
shorts and a tight shirt.  He invited me in and told me to put my shoes on
the mat.  As soon as I removed my shoes and placed them on the mat I
straightened up and was immediately hugged by Jason.  I returned his
greeting and laughed a little.  He grabbed my hand and pulled me up the
stairs to his room where we would be watching the videos.

	"So how was your day?" Jason asked as he pulled me up the steps.

	"Not bad.  Yours?"

	"Okay."

	"Cool.  So what have you got for us to watch tonight?"

	"I managed to get Air Force One and Akira."

	"All right.  I haven't seen Air Force One and I would love to see
Akira again."

	Jason opened the door to his room and I was amazed by the size of
it.  It was HUGE.  He had a king size bed in one corner and an
entertainment system set up opposite a couch that was against one of the
walls.  There was a private bath in another corner.  Jason grabbed my hand
and pulled me towards the couch.  As I crossed the floor I tripped over my
own feet and ended up knocking Jason onto the couch while I fell on top of
him.

	"Are you all right?" Jason asked with a combination of concern and
humour in his voice.

	"Yeah I'm fine.  I'm sorry I'm such a klutz."

	Jason looked deep into my eyes and moved his mouth to mine.  Our
tongues met and I slowly moved out of the awkward position that I was in.
I moved up onto the couch and continued kissing Jason.  I felt his arm move
around my waist and slowly pull my t-shirt out of my pants.  His hands
began rubbing under my shirt.  He tweaked my nipples and gently caressed my
chest.  I moaned softly and moved my hands under his shirt.  His chest was
as smooth as a babies bottom except for a light dusting of hair running
down the centre of his chest towards his cock.  I took his nipples between
my thumbs and forefingers and gently pinched and twisted them eliciting
moans of pleasure from Jason.  He pulled off my t-shirt and pulled me into
a standing position.  I removed his shirt and then began the mad dash to
remove each other's pants to release the rock hard cocks which they
contained.  I pulled his soccer shorts down and then placed my hand into
his briefs in an attempt to free his straining cock.  He removed my pants
and once free of it's restraint my cock tented in my boxers.  Jason slid my
underwear down my legs and was rewarded when my cock pointed right at him.
I released Jason's burgeoning manhood from it's cotton prison and slowly
jerked it's cut length.  Jason pushed me down onto the bed and quickly
engulfed my manhood with his hot moist mouth.  I moaned loudly as he took
my seven inches in and slowly let it out.  I quickly lifted his head off of
my cock and lifted him onto the bed.  I inhaled Jason's cock not stopping
until i could feel his pubes on my noise.  Jason quickly got the idea and
moved into the classic 69 position and we both went to work on the cocks in
front of our faces.  I felt Jason's balls beginning to withdraw into his
body and his cock started to bulge.  I was nearing climax also.  All of a
sudden Jason buried his cock into my throat and started shooting his seed
down my throat.  This sent me over the edge and I slammed my cock as deep
as I could into Jason's waiting mouth.  And with that all hell broke loose.

	"What the fuck?!"

	I quickly glanced towards the door of the room and there stood a
forty year old man dressed in a suit and staring in disbelief at us.

	"Uh, dad.  What are you doing home so soon?"

	"Never mind what am I doing home so soon.  What the fuck are you
doing.  I thought we had an agreement," his father replied angrily.  His
father pointed at me.  "You stay right there and put some clothes on.
Jason you wait for me in my room."

	"But dad--"

	"NOW!"

	Jason and I quickly rolled off the bed and I pulled on my boxers,
my jeans, and my t-shirt while Jason grabbed his clothes and left the room.
Jason's father pointed to the couch and told me to sit there as he closed
the door.  I was scared shitless.

	"What's your name son?"

	"Taylor."

	"How old are you Taylor?"

	"23."

	"Do you know what the age of consent for homosexual sex is in
Saskatchewan?"

	"18?"

	"That's right.  Now let's go through this slowly.  How old is my
son?"

	My face blanched as I realised what Jason's father was insinuating.
Jason was still a minor.  My head slowly dropped to my hands.  "Jason said
he was 18."

	"Did he?"

	"Yes."

	"You just sit right there then while I go confirm your story with
my son."  And with that Jason's father left me in Jason's quiet room.  I
contemplated sneaking out, but I figured that I was fucked either way.
About five minutes later Jason's father came back into the room alone.
"Jason told me that he lied to you.  He wants me to apologise for him."

	"Um, thanks."

	"My name is Andrew.  I am Jason's father."

	"Hi."

	"You know you are running an awful risk by having sex with everyone
who says they are 18.  Some people will lie you know."

	"I know.  I let things get out of control far too quickly.  I'm
sorry."

	"Don't be sorry.  I am glad my son had found someone to love, such
as teenage love is."

	"Huh?"

	"My son told me he was gay when he was 15.  He felt that he should
be open and honest with me.  He said it took him a while and he would have
told me sooner except his mother, my wife, had just died and neither of us
had taken her death very well.  I made him promise that he wouldn't have
sex until he was 18 and then after that he was free to do as he pleased.  I
didn't want him falling prey to some older man who may abuse him, or to get
himself into a situation where he didn't want to be."

	"I see.  I would never do that but I can understand your fears."

	"I do not mind if you and Jason would still like to date but I do
not want you two having sex until his 18th birthday in a month.  Besides
you have known him for all of what 3 days."

	I blushed.  "Yeah.  I wasn't planning on doing anything but
watching movies tonight but things sort of happened."

	"Well, I trust my son and he says that he will remain celibate until
his birthday.  Will you promise not to have sex with my son until his
birthday.  If you cannot then I am afraid that I do not want you to see him
again."

	"I can wait a month."

	"Good.  Jason, come in here."

	Jason walked into the room with his head hanging down.  "I am going
to go back to back to the concert why don't you two enjoy your movies.
I'll see you tomorrow Jason, and it was nice meeting you Taylor.

	"Nice meeting you too sir."

	Jason's dad got off the couch and headed out of the room quietly
pulling the door closed behind him.  Jason got up and put a tape into the
VCR and pressed play.  He sat down on the opposite corner of the couch.  He
remained quiet throughout the movie not saying a word.  I wanted to say
something but was unsure what Jason was thinking.  When Air Force One
finally ended and he pressed rewind on the tape I took the opening to talk
to Jason.

	"Why didn't you tell me you were 17?"

	"You didn't ask."

	"You said in your ad that you were 18.  What was I supposed to
think."

	"I'm sorry.  If you want to leave now I'll understand."

	I sat quietly for a second.  Should I stay or should I go?

	"I won't leave if you don't want me to."

	"Maybe it's best if you go."

	"Okay.  Give me a call sometime."

	I walked down the stairs slowly.  This night had crashed and
burned.  Back to the personal ads.  I put on my shoes and walked out to my
car.  I could see Jason in the second story window looking out as I got in
my car and drove back to the U of S.  Alone.