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Subject: Book just like me and your mom.” “Sure dad, it’s OK with me. But can we go swimming too?” Tommy asked. “Of course, we can go swimming” Book responded. “I brought your suit.” As Book held up Tommy’s swim suit, his phone rang. “That’s your mom Tommy” Book announced. “How do you know it’s mom dad?” Tommy asked. Because I have a distinctive ringtone on my phone for your mom; that’s her ringtone.” Book picked up the phone and noticed that it was a facetime call. “Look Bud” Book told Tommy. “Your mom is facetiming us. Come here.” They went into the living room and took a seat on the couch. Book sat back in the couch and spread his legs as wide as possible. He then sat Tommy between his legs in front of him as Book answered the call. “Hey girl” Book said answering the phone. “Look who’s here Kins. It’s our boy beautiful.” Book held the phone back so Kinsey could see both of them, while wrapping his other arm around Tommy’s waist to keep him in frame. “There’s my guys.” Kinsey said. “Hey Tommy! How are you baby boy?” she gleamed. “Hi mom. I’m good. I’m with Da, I mean Uncle Book. We’re going to go swimming and then we are going to have dinner with Graham and his friend Pam. She is visiting from London.” “That sounds like a lot of fun Tommy. I wish I could join you guys but Mommy has to fix a really big problem in Miami and I am going to be gone for a few days. Did Uncle Book tell you that?” she asked. “Yeah mom. Book told me. I’m gonna stay with Book until you get back. Book said we are gonna be roomies for a while.” “That’s right Tommy. I just know you and Book are going to have a lot of fun together. I miss you already.” Tommy leaned back into Book’s torso. As he leaned back, he quickly started to slide down Book’s body because Book has a leather couch and it’s kind of slippery. As Tommy continued to slide down, without thinking, Book instinctively grabbed him through the crotch to stop him from sliding farther down his body, and out of frame. Suddenly Book had a hand full of boy bits. Tommy simply leaned back completely, resting his full weight into Book, and snuggled in. With his free hand, Book brought the phone up and closer to their faces. “So where are you now Kins?” Book asked. “At the moment, I am in Chicago waiting on my connection.” Book was confused, “Chicago?” Booked asked. “How did you wind up in Chicago? I thought you were going through DFW. What happened?” As Kinsey started to tell her story, Book felt Tommy’s hands slide over, then around and under his thighs. Almost immediately, he thought that he felt Tommy start to kind of kneed the back of his thighs. Shortly after that started, he felt Tommy pushing his crotch into the palm of his hand. Book was so surprised that he involuntarily let out a small gasp. “Oh, dear God” he said to himself, “Is this really happening? Is Tommy actually doing what I think he is doing? He is rubbing his boy crotch against the palm of my hand. There is no mistaking this; this is real! This is happening!” As the seconds ticked by, Book was freaking out inside. He wanted to jump up off the couch but knew he could not do that. “How do I handle this?” he repeatedly asked himself. What to do, what to do, what to do. He was almost in a panic attack. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. His hands were shaking, his whole body felt flush and hot. He even felt a little dizzy. He was on the verge of having a full-blown panic attack. Book had no idea how much time had elapsed, but he knew that he had to bring this situation with Tommy to a close. He loosened his hold on Tommy’s crotch, and almost immediately, Tommy started to slide down Books torso out of view of the camera. Tommy braced himself from sliding further down by placing his feet on the coffee table arresting his continued descent. Tommy then, simply reached over and grabbed Book’s hand a calmly placed it on his crotch again. Book just about had a heart attack right then and there. He was so amazed that Tommy was doing this he was completely gobsmacked. He just could not wrap his head around it. He was at a loss and did not know what to do or how to react. Suddenly he snapped out of it and came into focus. He decided to pull himself together and not react at all. Just let it happen. Let the events play out as they come. When Book came out of his panic fog, he focused on Kinsey. He then realized that Kinsey was still telling her story of how she wound up in Chicago and he hadn’t heard a single word. Thankfully, she had no clue as to what was going on below the camera nor did she catch on to his panic episodes. Thank God. Suddenly, Kinsey stopped talking in mid-sentence. “Hold on Book” she said. “I think I am being paged.” Book watched as Kinsey turned to look at something he could not see. “Guys I have to go. They are paging me. I put myself on stand-by, maybe I can get an earlier flight. I will call or drop you a text tomorrow. Most likely it will be a text. Love you both, bye.” Book was incredibly relieved and appreciated the opportunistic timing of Kinsey being paged at just the right moment. He sat his phone down on the couch. Tommy didn’t move or say a word, but he did stop thrusting, consciously or subconsciously, his crotch into Book’s hand. Book decided that he had to deal with the situation. He left his hand on Tommy’s crotch; and didn’t move a muscle. Book could feel the boy’s hardon in his hand. The boy was rock-hard. “That was a nice surprise, huh bud? Your mom calling like that. We know she’s OK and she knows that we’re OK.” Tommy shook his head in silence. Book had to talk to and with Tommy about this recent situation. He did not want to traumatize the boy, or make him feel bad in any way. It’s best for Tommy to discuss this. Book thought back to when he was a little boy; having all of these feelings and thoughts and not understanding what and why it was happening. Your body changing, and often, the confusion of coming into puberty, and not having anyone to talk to about it. Especially when those feelings and desires involve your own sex. How society judges that and how they treat people who are different. He was not going to let that happen to Tommy if he could help it. He also had to put his own feelings into perspective. However, he would work on that later. At the moment, Tommy was more important. He had to find out what was going on with his boy. It was obvious to him, that Tommy had started his journey into puberty. “Hey Buddy, may I ask you something?” Tommy continued to lay very peacefully and comfortably on Book’s torso. Book’s hand still cupping the boy’s crotch. He appeared to be very relaxed and content. Tommy slowly shook his head in the affirmative in response to Book’s question. “Are you comfortable, Bud?” Book asked. “Oh yeah, dad. I’m very comfortable.” Tommy reached down and placed both of his hands on top of Book’s hand still cupping his crotch. He slowly started to kind of grind his crotch into their hands. “This feels really good too. I really, really like it a lot. It makes my pecker hard. Can you feel how hard it is dad?” Tommy queried. “I sure can, Buddy. Your pecker is very hard. That makes my pecker hard too.” Book confessed. “I know dad; I can feel it on my butt.” Book, suddenly realized that Tommy had no qualms about his actions. He was just enjoying being with Book and felt safe enough with him to explore his budding sexuality and his body. Book did not want to spoil that in Tommy but had to make sure that the boy learned how to put all of these new and wonderful feelings in perspective; a time and place if you will. “Hey Bud, has your mom talked to you about sex? You know, the birds and the bees.” Book asked. Book knew the answer before he asked Tommy the question. Kinsey tells şişli travesti him everything. He knows for certain that the subject hasn’t been broached yet with Tommy. Book knew that the time for the “talk” has arrived, however, before he took the bull by the horns and gave Tommy the talk, he had to make sure it was OK with Kinsey first. “Oh God, dad! Yuck!” Tommy said. “I can’t talk to mom about sex. She’s a girl. Can’t I talk to you about it. I’m a boy and you’re a boy. Besides, you’re my dad. A dad and son should talk about this kind of stuff together.” Book had to stifle a giggle. He really did not expect that kind of response from Tommy. “Ok, Bud. No worries. How about I talk to your mom first and make sure that it’s OK with her if we talk about sex stuff then. Is that OK with you?” Book asked. “Why do you have to get mom’s permission first?” Tommy asked. “Because it’s another one of those adult rules we talked about in the car earlier after I picked you up at school. Do you remember I told you that adults have a certain set of rules that we must follow. This is another one of those rules that can’t be broken.” Tommy accepted Book’s explanation without further objection. “Dad, don’t tell mom I got a hardon.” Book started to laugh out-loud. “Don’t worry Buddy. I promise I won’t tell. Where did you learn that word Bud? Hardon, where did you learn that?” Book asked. Tommy looked up at Book. “Dad, I’m not stupid. I do know some things. I know a lot of things actually.” Tommy proclaimed. “I have done some research without mom knowing.” “So, how did you do research?” Book asked Tommy. “On the internet dad. I have read stuff and seen pictures of stuff. I just had to delete the cache so mom wouldn’t find out.” For some reason, Book was surprised to hear that. He shouldn’t have been, it’s common place nowadays to lookup anything and everything on the internet. “OK, so you looked up stuff on the internet. How did you know how to delete the cache so mom wouldn’t find out; and why did you not want mom to know? Tommy gave Book a confused look, as if to say, seriously? “Duh! Dad. Mom is an IT Network Project Leader; you are a programmer. I know stuff dad! Plus, I did not want mom to ask me about sex stuff. That’s so embarrassing!” “Oh, Ok then. I understand. I’m sorry I asked Buddy. I know you’re really smart, I just did not expect to hear you tell me this stuff; especially at your young age.” Tommy lifted himself out of Book’s torso and straddled himself over Book’s lap. Book looked down and could still see Tommy’s hardon tenting his shorts. Tommy looked into Book’s eyes, “Dad, I know stuff, OK.” “Ok, Buddy. I believe you. So, tell me this; when did you start doing research on this kind of stuff?” Book asked. Very calmly, and matter-of-factly, Tommy responded, “Oh, a long time ago, last year.” Again, Tommy surprised him with his response. “I see” Book said. “You started reading about this stuff when you were 9-years-old” Book said questionably. Tommy shook his head yes. “So, tell me Tommy, what kind of things do you know, may I ask?” Tommy cuddled into Book’s torso, his bum pressing firmly on Book’s crotch. “I know about: straights, gays, lesbians, bisexuals, kink stuff, watersports, S that’s all.” Book thought to himself, I knew this kid was smart, but I guess I had no idea how smart he really is. “Dad” Tommy said, “I have to pee again.” Book released his hold on Tommy and said, “Go on then, go pee.” Tommy extracted himself from Book’s embrace and stood up. “Can we go swimming after I pee?” Tommy asked. “You bet” Book said enthusiastically. “You go pee and I will get our swim suits.” Book was a bit relieved to be able to take a little break from he and Tommy’s conversation. He certainly learned a tremendous amount about Tommy; that’s for sure. He still had to talk to him about the fondling situation while on the phone with Kinsey. That situation had to be explored, but for now, a little fun break will be sincerely welcomed. Book found Tommy’s suit immediately. His suit, on the other hand, was a bit elusive. Book usually used the pool at night when no one was around, and therefore, could go skinny dipping. Tommy walked into the room, his shorts, and undies in his hands. Book turned around when he heard Tommy enter. “Just toss your clothes on the bed Bud.” Book said. Tommy did exactly as instructed and then removed his shirt. “What are you doing, dad?” Tommy asked. I can’t find my swim suit. I don’t remember where I put it.” Book answered. “I’ll help you look.” Tommy offered. “Thanks, Bud. You look in the dresser here and I will look in the walk-in.” Tommy strolled over to the dresser where Book had been fumbling around through the drawers. Book felt a little tingle in his crotch as he saw Tommy walking towards him, his pecker bobbing about as he walked. “He’s just too cute for words” Book said to himself. Book stopped at the bed to disrobe, placing his clothes on top of Tommy’s. Book placed the clothes out on the bed so as not to wrinkle. Standing there at the foot of the bed naked, he glanced over at Tommy, still standing by the dresser. Tommy was staring intently at his body. Book looked at Tommy, smiled, and shook his hips side-to-side slightly, making his dick swing like a pendulum. He giggled to himself, and said, “holler bud, if you find my suit.” Not thirty seconds later, “Hey Tommy! I found it. I found my suit.” Book announced. As he walked out of the closet into the bedroom, his suit in his hand. Book looked at Tommy. He was still standing next to the dresser, buck naked. Book tossed his suit on the bed. “What wrong Bud? Do you feel OK? Are you sick all-of-a-sudden?” Book asked, concern in his voice. “Nah, I’m not sick dad, but look, I’m hard again.” Book sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned to Tommy. Tommy walked over to Book, and Book took him by the arms and stood him between his open legs. He placed both hands around the boy and rested his hands on Tommy’s firm, little, bubble-butt. “Yes, son, I can see that. Your dick is standing tall and proud just like a hard cock is supposed to look. It’s a beautiful cock Tommy. Be proud of him. He’s doing what he’s supposed to do. It happens to all of us; it’s normal.” Book attempted to comfort the boy. Tommy placed his hands on the top of Book’s thighs and looked intensely in his eyes. “But what if this happens in front of mom Book. I would be mortified.” Book hugged Tommy tightly. He released Tommy and said, “Tommy boy, I can almost promise you that that is not going to happen.” Toomy brought one hand up and placed it on Book’s shoulder. “But, how do you know it won’t happen Book? How do you know that?” Book started to caress the boy’s bottom gently in an attempt to help calm his nerves. “I can promise you that for a bunch of reasons my beautiful boy. It is simple logic; and do you know why it is simple logic? Book asked. Tommy stood there and shook his head in the negative. “Ok, Bud. What is the very first rule I taught you about writing a program? Do you remember what I taught you?” Book asked. “That’s easy Book; you have to think logically. Book placed his index finger to the end of Tommy’s nose and said, “Bingo. Correct, think logically. What is the second rule we talked about?” Book asked the boy. Tommy thought about his answer for just a second and then said, “You have to comply with the rules of the language. Each language is different, therefore, it has its own set of rules.” Book patted him on the butt and said “Right again little man. Sorry, that was just for me. I wanted to know if you remembered my teachings.” Book gave the boy’s little buns a slight squeeze and said, “OK then little man. So, this is how I know, for sure, that you will not get a hardon beylikdüzü travesti in front of your mom. Listen carefully now and follow my lead. Ok, you ready?” Tommy shook his head yes. Book could already feel the boys fear subsiding. We are going to go back and think about the things we did or were doing just before your dick got hard again. We are going to outline the step-by-step events that occurred before you got your hardon. Does that sound logical?” Book asked Tommy not really waiting for a response. “I’m just going to briefly summarize the events as I remember them. If I get something wrong, you stop me. Agreed?” Tommy shook his head yes. 1: When you went to pee, you had a hardon. Tommy shook his head and said, “Right, it went down when I was peeing.” 2: When I saw you walk into the bedroom, after you peed, your dick was not hard. Tommy nodded his head. 3: When you walked in, I was looking through my dresser for my swim suit. Tommy nodded his head. 4: You then offered to help me find by suit. Tommy nodded his head. “So far, so good; did I get anything wrong?” Book asked the boy. Tommy shook his head in the negative. “OK, good. Let’s continue.” 5: I told you to look thru my dresser for my suit, and I will look in the walk-in closet. Tommy nodded his head. 6: When I left you at the dresser, I walked over to the bed and took off my shorts. Tommy nodded his head, and this time, Book noticed a smile on Tommy’s face. 7: After I took off my shorts, I placed our clothes neatly on the bed so they would not wrinkle. Tommy nodded his head. What happened next?” Book asked. “What is number eight?” 8: “You flapped your dick around in the air.” Tommy said. “That was funny.” “OK. What happened next?” Book asked, secretly amused by Tommy’s response. 9: “You went into the closet to look for your suit.” Tommy responded. “Correct; I went into the walk-in to look for my suit. When I went into the closet, your dick was not hard. I remember that. Now, while I was in the walk-in, what did you do? I don’t know because I couldn’t see you. So, what did you do Tommy? “I was still at the dresser” Tommy answered. “So, what were you doing at the dresser?” Book asked. “I was going to look for your swim suit, but I guess I kinda forgot.” “You forgot” Book repeated. “Were you thinking about something else maybe?” Book leaded him. Tommy shook his head yes. “What were you thinking about son? Book asked the boy. “Yeah, dad. I was thinking about you” he said excitedly. “I was thinking about you Book.” Book smiled and said, “OK, you were thinking about me. But what exactly were you thinking about Tommy? What had you so preoccupied you forgot what you were doing?” Suddenly, Tommy’s eyes got bigger as he remembered what he was thinking about. Book knew what he was going to say, but he wanted the boy to figure it out on his own. “I was remembering how your pecker looked when you were shaking it around in the air. I saw it in my head over, and over again. That’s what I was thinking about.” Book smiled warmly at Tommy. “Look down Tommy. Look what just happened” Book told the boy. Tommy looked down towards the floor and noticed that his dick was hard again. He looked up at Book with surprise in his face. “I’m hard again Book.” Tommy exclaimed. “Tommy your dick got hard again because you were thinking about my cock bouncing around. When you were standing at the dresser you were thinking about my cock bouncing around. You see little man, simple logic. Logic can be applied to so many things in life Tommy; not necessarily everything, but many things for sure. Book hugged him tight, feeling the boy’s hardon poking him in the belly. “Book, if I get a hardon every time I think about you, what then?” Tommy asked calmly. “I think about you a lot Book. What if I’m in school, or at the market with mom? Tommy queried. “OK, little man, here is the thing about that. You’re not naked in school, are you? You’re not naked when you are at the market with your mom, are you? If that happens, you can hide it until your dick goes back down. Besides, when you think about me, you don’t always think about my dick right? You don’t always think about me naked, right?” Book asked. “Let me ask you another question Tommy; does your mom see you naked? Tommy made a face like he was sucking on a lemon. “Geez, Book. No. I would just die.” Well then, you have nothing to worry about then do you? Does anyone else ever see you naked?” Book asked Tommy. “Just Doctor Glenn.” Tommy answered. “Have you ever got a hardon when you are naked with Doctor Glenn? Book asked. “No.” Tommy responded. “See there; you have absolutely nothing to worry about then. I promise you Tommy, this hardon thing, you are going to learn how to deal with it. I want you to enjoy it Tommy, don’t be afraid of it. I want you to love your dick, I want you to be proud of it. It’s a beautiful thing Tommy. Don’t ever let anyone tell you it’s not. If they do, ignore them like they are not even there.” “Hey Buddy, if you still want to go swimming, we better go now. It will soon be time for us to get ready for dinner tonight at Graham’s house.” Tommy leaned into Book and nuzzled into his neck. “Book, can we just watch Star Trek for a little while?” Book hugged Tommy tight and growled, “Little man, we can do whatever you like. I have the whole collection, pick one and pop it into the Blue-Ray.” Tommy went over to select his choice of Star Trek movie. Book remained on the bed and watched Tommy’s every move. He was now looking at Tommy differently. The past couple of hours with Tommy have been intense. It’s a lot for him to think about, it must have been even more so for Tommy to express. Book somehow felt differently, his love of the boy, and for the boy, has somehow, someway, magnified and intensified enormously. Tommy walked over to the nightstand, picked up the remote, and started the movie. Book stood up and grabbed his shorts. “Dad” Tommy said, “can we stay naked until we go to Graham’s house? I really, really like being naked with you Book. Is that, OK?” Tommy asked. Book looked at Tommy and smiled; he held his shorts up in the air, and let them fall to the floor. “Like I said, little man; we can do whatever you want.” Tommy raised his arms in the air, as if he watched a footballer make a goal, and let out an audible Woo-hoo! He jumped up on the bed and waited on Book. Book hopped on too and positioned the pillows just right. He leaned back into the pillows and motioned for Tommy. Without delay, Tommy snuggled up to him, wrapping his arm over Book’s chest. Book reached down and positioned his package to a more comfortable position, his soft cock pointing towards his right hip. As they cuddled together to watch the movie, Book said, “Thank you, Tommy.” Tommy made an attempt to look at Book but he was snuggled into Book’s neck so tight he couldn’t move his head much. “For what dad?” Tommy asked. “For being my son.” Book said. * * * * * * * * * * * Book got up extra early to put the coffee on. He was going to let Tommy sleep for another 20 minutes and then get him up, make breakfast, and get him ready for school. Tomorrow, they can both sleep-in a long as they want since it’s Saturday. Book became impatient for his coffee so he decided to use the Keurig while the coffee was brewing. While the Keurig did its job, he walked into the bedroom in search of his shorts. They were still on the bedroom floor where he dropped them yesterday. He slipped on the shorts, and stood next to the bed and watched Tommy sleep for a few seconds. Tommy was on his back, spread eagle, his hardon pointing straight up at the ceiling. Book took a mental picture and stored it in his brain. He felt his dick start to tingle at the sight. He turned, and walked istanbul travesti back to kitchen. The coffee pot was still brewing, but the Keurig was done. He grabbed the fresh coffee, and went out to the front patio. As he stepped out onto the patio, he felt the cool breeze pass over his body. It made his nipples hard, but it felt good on his skin. The sun was just starting to come up. As of late, he rarely got the opportunity to watch the sunrise; but he did enjoy it so. He sat down in the patio chair and took the first sip of his morning coffee. He decided to take this short time to do some thinking of his own. He immediately started thinking about why he is getting aroused during his interactions with Tommy. Is he learning that perhaps, just perhaps, he is a pedophile? It was something new to consider. In the past being sexually attracted to a minor, and a juvenile at that, was not in his wheelhouse. It was never even a thought, a consideration, a curiosity. It just wasn’t ever an interest. Why now? Sure, Tommy is an absolutely beautiful boy physically, but until yesterday, there was not a sexual undertone anywhere to be seen. Tommy is coming into his sexuality and he is obviously attracted to me physically. At the drop of a hat, Tommy gets hard just looking at me. I must admit, that does make me feel good about myself. Is that what is turning me on? Is it because Tommy sees me as his dad? Is it because Tommy is sexually attracted to me? Is this really an ego thing on my part? If that is the case, what kind of man does that make me? I would sooner die than do anything that would harm a child. Especially a child that I consider my son. Is the fact that I look at Tommy as my son that I have some kind of right or entitlement. He’s my son so I can do as I please to him or with him? It was difficult for Book to look at himself that way and seriously consider these things. It was painful to him, but in order to try and figure this out, he had to be painfully honest with himself. He had to do this for Tommy. As he’s pondering all of these things, he is continuously sipping on his coffee. Suddenly, he heard a voice. “Can I be of assistance Book?” the voice inquired. Book looked up, a little startled, thinking that he was all alone to ponder his thoughts. “I’m a pretty good listener you know,” said the voice. Book looked up from his coffee cup to see Graham standing in front of his patio. “Oh, hi Graham. Good morning. I did not see you there.” Book responded. “It’s my gift of stealth. I move with the finesse of a feline” Graham chuckled. “Look handsome” said Graham, “I have known you for some 8 years now. I can tell when something is wrong Book. If I can help in any way, all you have to do is call, or hell, for that matter, just show up on my doorstep. I don’t care what time it is. I meant what I said Book, I’m a good listener. You never know, perhaps this old queen still has a few tricks up her sleeve.” Book gave Graham a sincere smile. “Thank you, Graham. I so much appreciate that and I will think about it. But I first want to try and resolve this situation on my own. It’s just something that has come up recently and I’m not sure how to deal with it just yet. I am working on figuring it out.” “I understand Book. Just remember my offer is always open.” Book stood up, holding his now, empty coffee cup. “I won’t forget Graham. Thanks again.” Book raised his cup and said, “I’m on `E’. I definitely need a refill. I also need to get Tommy boy up and get him ready for school. I’ll talk to you later.” Graham nodded in Book’s direction and bowed forward slightly. “Try to have a good day Book.” Book went back into the house, poured himself another cup of coffee from the pot this time, and walked into the office. Tommy had moved onto his side, his cute little but poking out. Book had such an urge to lean over and kiss him on the ass but resisted the temptation. Book set his coffee cup on the nightstand and reached over and ran his hand down the length of Tommy’s arm. “Hey buddy”, he said to Tommy. “It’s time to get up and get ready for school.” Tommy opened one eye and looked at Book. He smiled, rolled over on his other side, and wrapped his arms around Book’s waist, resting his head on Book’s thigh. Book ran his fingers through the boy’s hair a few times before he started to rub his back. He cupped Tommy’s little butt and gently shook him awake. “Come on son, you need to wake up.” Tommy made a whiney kind of groan and said, “Oh, Book, can’t we sleep just a little longer?” Book started to tickle the boy. As Book tickled, Tommy started to squirm around on the bed and giggle. “Come on sleepy-head, time to get up.” Book stopped tickling, Tommy sat up in bed, and spread his legs wide. His morning hardon still pointing to the ceiling. “What’s this” Book said, as he tapped on the boy’s boner. Tommy smiled and said, “That’s my morning wood, dad.” Book started to laugh so hard he nearly fell off the bed. “Oh my God, Tommy. Where did you pick that up?” Tommy rolled his eyes. “I know, I know,” Book said, “You know stuff.” He reached over and picked Tommy up in his arms. “Come on you little hunk-of-stud. It’s shower time.” Book said as he carried Tommy to the shower. Tommy wrapped his legs around Book’s waist for the short walk to the shower. Book turned on the shower and waited for the water to regulate. “Come on, in you go sexy boy.” Book said. Tommy started to object, “But dad, I have to pee first.” Book looked at Tommy, still in his arms. “Do you have to poop too?” Book asked. “No” Tommy said as he was playing with Book’s chest hair. “In that case, just pee in the shower. It all goes down the same pipe.” “Really?” Tommy questioned. “Pee in the shower? Mom would have a stroke if she knew I did that at home.” Book stood Tommy in the shower, “Well this is your other home. And at this home, you can pee in the shower anytime you want.” Book said. “Really? That’s so cool! It’s just like water sports.” Tommy said. Again, Book was shocked to hear Tommy mention water sports but decided not to ask him where he learned about it. He knew all he would hear is, “I know stuff.” “OK. I’m going to make us some breakfast while you take your shower. Don’t mess about Bud. We can’t be late for school.” Book started to leave when he heard, “Dad! Wait!” Book turned around and Tommy said, “Will you take a shower with me Book?” Book grabbed Toomy face and smushed it. “Sorry Bud, we don’t have enough time today. Tomorrow is Saturday, I will take a shower with you tomorrow since you don’t have school.” Book kissed him quickly and started to turn around. “Dad! Wait!” Book turned around to face Tommy and started to laugh. “What Bud?” Book asked. “What are you making for breakfast?” Tommy inquired. “Ha! That’s a surprise! But you’re going to love it” he said singingly as he walked out of the bathroom. Book went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast. Everything was almost done when Tommy walked into the kitchen. Book looked over at Tommy. “Why aren’t you dressed for school Buddy?” Book questioned Tommy. “I just didn’t want to put clothes on yet. I like being naked and I can’t be naked at mom’s house. “Oh, OK, then. Take a seat little man.” Book said. “Breakfast is ready.” Book served breakfast and Tommy was indeed thrilled. Book made one of Tommy’s favorites; Spinach omelets with Swiss cheese and mushrooms. An English muffin and chocolate milk. Book drove Tommy to school. “Have a good day little man.” Book said, “I will be waiting for you in the same spot as yesterday when you get out of school. Tommy took a quick look around to see if anyone was close by, and then reached over and gave Book and big hug, and a kiss on the lips. “I love you dad; see ya later” he said, and got out of the car. Book watched him until he entered the school. On the way home, Book decided to stop by the local coffee house. He decided to stop and have a coffee, do a little socializing, and try to get a hold of Kinsey. * * * * * * * * * * *

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