Mr Jones Place

Part 2

When I wake up I am feeling a lot more rested then I have been. I guess I did need a day off to just do nothing. It was nice but today its back to getting shit done. I just decided that I am taking at least one day a week off. A fella has to rest some I decide. I read a study once that said that a person can work 30 days straight but after that they start making silly mistakes that they wouldn't have made had they had days off. I think Notre Dame did the study in the 80s or 90s. So I know those people are smarter then me so I am going to heed their advice. But today I have a ton of shit to do and today is not going to be one of them. I slip out of bed and go to the restroom. Its still a little early for the boys to get up for breakfast and school so I try not to wake them. I go take care of my morning needs and then head to the kitchen as I'm dressed. Which is not at all. Its a little chilly in the house. I look at the gauge I put outside the kitchen window. HM its 5 degrees today. A little chilly for sure. I turn the heat up just a bit. I get the coffee started and grab a cigarette and light it up when my coffee is done. I am thinking I know what to make for breakfast. I better get on it if I am going to have it done. So I get out a box mix for a coffee cake. I like it and so do the children. Its a tasty treat I don't make that often. I mix it up and put it in the oven once it reaches the temperature it needs to be. Once that's done I get another cup of coffee and sit at the table. I hear someone in the restroom upstairs and her the toilet flush. I hear feet padding down the stairs.

"Good Morning Mr Jones." William says as he walks into the kitchen.

"Morning William. Did you sleep well?"
"After all the noise you guys made I did."
"Oh sorry. The boys wanted to have a little fun before bed last night."
"Sounds like you had a LOT of fun." He says smiling as he sits down.

"I did, and always do." I say getting up and grab him some orange juice and sit it in front of him.

He takes a drink of it. After he looks at me.

"Sorry. I forgot to say thank you."
"You will get it buddy." I say and rub the top of his head.

I am surprised that he didn't get dressed this morning. But I have no problem admiring a 15 year old boys nude body. None whatsoever. I take my seat and sip some more coffee.

"What smells so good?" He asks as the aroma starts to over take the kitchen.

"I made a coffee cake for breakfast."

"Its smells fucking good."
"Yes it does. I don't make them often. I don't know why its not that hard and the boys really like it. Of course Kenny and Jenny do as well. But they like anything I give them."
"So William have you thought about where you want to work at?"

"I guess McDonald's or something."
"I know the manager at KFC if you think that might be OK."
"You say I got to work. I guess it don't matter where."
"No I don't guess it does. But you do need a job."
"I can sling weed."
"No you cant! What good are you to your baby girl if you are in jail?"
"None I guess."
"So today we are going to take all the children to school then go by the high school to see what we have to do to get you back in."
"I don't think they gonna let me Mr Jones."
"We will see what they say and go from there."
"You da boss."
I look at him with a serious look.

"For now. We will see how long it takes for you to do the right thing on your own. Then be your own boss."
"I will try."
"I know you will."
As I say this Jenny comes strolling in a smile spread across her face.

"You making coffee cake." She says and hugs me then turns and hugs William. He hugs her back today which warms my heart.

"Good morning Jenny." He says to her as he hugs her and rubs his hand on her back.

"Morning William."
She takes her seat and I get her some juice.

"Thanks." She says before she takes drink.

A few minutes later my boys come down noses in the air sniffing. I see Tremay is being led by a hard cock. Which makes me chub up a bit. I get up and grab them each some juice as I am Kenny comes storming in. I really believe if I offered him a million dollars to be quiet for a day he couldn't do it. But that's OK he is a boy and all boy at that. That and he just wouldn't be Kenny if he was quiet. He makes his rounds giving out hugs to everyone. I pull the coffee cake out of the oven.

"Guys I'm going to run you all to school today since I have to take William to the high school. I figure its a few blocks away and it will give you a break from the bus for a morning."
"Cool."Jamal says.

I start cutting the coffee cake and putting it on plates and put it in front of them.

"Wheres your mother?" I ask Jenny.

"Running late."
I roll my eyes and cut another couple pieces of coffee cake and put it in a baggie.

"Take this to your mom." I say and hand it to Kenny seeing as how he is done already. I'm sure he tasted it as it flew over his tongue. Maybe? He takes the baggy and I hear him stop and grab his coat and race out the door. I get my boys up and going to get ready for the day. They come back down a few minutes later dressed and looking sharp like they do. William looks like a gang banger. Because up until yesterday he was.

"William we got to get you something different to wear. Not to mention pull up your god damn pants."

He pulls them up and I go upstairs and grab a nice polo and a sweater that are mine that I know will be big on him but will work for now. I snatch the cap off his head and put it on the table.

"There now you don't look like a thug."
He rolls his eyes at me and I just glare at him.

"William its like this in the world. People judge you instantly when they see you. You already got one strike being black with a lot of people. If you dress nicer and speak with some form of intelligence they will judge you less harshly. So that way people will treat you with respect."
"I guess." He replies.

"No I know."
"Mr Jones knows what he talkin bout." Tremay says to him.

William just sits and knows he is going to listen if he likes it or not. He is an odd guy. One minute he is all good the next he wants to kind of argue about things. He will get there I'm sure of it. We all head out the the truck and climb in. I drive the little ones to school and then we head to the high school. We walk in and go straight to the office. I see a pretty lady there and ask her.

"Excuse me we would like to enroll William. He went here previously and is no longer enrolled."
She goes and gets his files and looks at him then me.

"Sir he cant return to school. He has been expelled for fighting."
"William is turning over a new leaf is there someone I can talk to about it?"
"It wont do any good. He cant return here. Its policy." She says to me.

"So how can he get an education that he needs?"
"He will have to get enrolled in a GED program. Its his only option seeing as how he couldn't behave before."
He is looking down and looks like he is ashamed so that's at least something.

"Alright how do we go about that? Because you know as well as I do that a black male without an education has few choices in this world and will likely end up in prison. William has a little girl he wants to be able to provide for so what can we do?"
"OK there is a program." She goes on to tell me all about it.

It is only one class a week for four hours and a lot of learning on your own. I am not sure this is a good option but its our only one. So I get the information from her and we head to the restaurant so I can get the second coat of paint on the walls. I see the car that Shay drives so I know the ladies are here already. I walk in and I see the ladies, Mitchell and Quinton talking to them. Shays little boy that is almost 2 runs up to me and holds his hands up to me opening and closing them.

"Hello little man."I say as I pick him up. He instantly kisses my cheek.

"So how is Winston today?" He giggles when I ask him and tickle his belly. I walk over to where they are all standing and talking.

"I know its a good deal. But we don't want no reason for the police to look at us." Shay tells Mitchell.

"I feel ya. But its 25% of the cost." He tells her.

"Whats 25% of the cost?"
"New oven." Shay says.

"How hot is it?" Is my reply.

Quinton looks at me.

"It kind of got claimed a little before a fire burned down a restaurant. He says in his deep voice.

"So insurance paid the owner then?"
He nods.

"HM kind of a conundrum then isn't it?"
"Mhm." He answers.

"Where is it?" I ask.

"In the kitchen." Shay says a little miffed.

"Hmm."

"Not seeing a problem here." Mitchell tells me.

"If it wasn't already here I would say no. But since its here then well its here. Probably not the most honest way but if the people got paid for it and then well ah fuck it. I'm not going to try to justify it. Its here and we got it now. Us saving that amount will help some more people eat."

"Thats what I was telling her." Mitchell tells me.

"Don't suppose they have a deep freeze?"

"They had a walk in freezer."
"HM I wonder if that can be salvaged? I'm sure it will need all new parts but the initial outlay wont be near as much as buying it new. Not to mention we have been talking about buying regular freezers and this would work way better. You think the guy that did my AC will help us out?"
"I have zero doubt of it." Quinton says smiling.

I just roll my eyes.

"How much you think it will cost all together? I know they aren't cheap."
"We got this Mr Jones." Mitchell tells me. "Consider it a gift to help the kids."
I nod at the offer and that's all it took. Mitchell and Quinton were gone in a few minutes and an hour later the AC guy was there looking at the best place to put it. We decided to put it on the back of the kitchen seeing as how it would use up too much of the kitchen area. Soon after he arrives trucks start showing up carrying freezer walls and parts.

While this is all going on I slipped on some cover alls and started painting. William is talking to some of the guys in the "club" and I hear him talking to them.

"No it ain't bad really. Mr Jones is pretty nice." I hear.

William is helping them put up the freezer walls when I see its pushing 11. He has taken off the sweater I loaned him so he didn't mess it up. I got him some coveralls too that are about three sizes too big for him. He is only about 5 feet 6 and maybe 130 pounds. He I'm sure used to be 180 or so before his exercise and weight loss. "William come on we need to go see about a job for you."
"Aight." He says and I look at him.

"Alright Mr Jones." He corrects himself, and I give him a nice smile.

I get everything cleaned up as he gets himself cleaned up and we head to KFC. We walk in and I see the manager. She is a really nice lady. She has been helping a little as she can with feeding the seniors. We go in once a week and get 2 pc meals for half off. Seeing as we have about 30 seniors we get lunch for its helps a Hell of a lot. Also I don't have to cook either. Whats even better is someone had written to KFC corporate office in Kentucky and they sent us some gift cards to help out. That was a nice surprise.

"Mr Jones what a nice surprise. What can I do for you today? She asks me.

"Terri its always good to see you. I have a young friend here he needs a job."

She looks at him.

"Isn't he in the gang?"
"No ma'am Mr Jones made me quit."
"Its my understanding its not that easy to quit." Is her reply.

"Its taken care of Terri. I know that you cant pay him much more than minimum wage. But I assure you he will work hard and be a good worker for you."
She looks at him again and then at me.

"You putting your neck on the line for him?" She asks me.

I look at him and I look back at her and nod.

"Good enough for me. Lets get his paperwork taken care of. Its a little busy now. Can you come back around 2 or so?"
"Absolutely. Now what all does he need to start working?"
"Slip resistant shoes and black pants."
"Can they be jeans?"
"Sure."

"Thanks Terri we will return at 2."
"You hungry?" She asks me.

"For KFC always."

She laughs at my comment and gets us both a plate of food and hands us drink cups.

"Thanks Terri."
"Anytime. So how is the restaurant going?"
I just sigh.

"Yep I know that sigh. I've had it a lot. If it isn't one thing then its another."
"Aint that the truth."
"Thank you ma'am." William surprises me by telling her.

We go sit down and eat. After we head to the Walmart to get what he needs. Hes broke now so I get the things he needs. I get him 3 pairs of jeans, a pair of decent slip resistant shoes and a pack of black ankle socks. Got to match cant be wearing white socks with back pants. Hes not a 60 year old white guy for fucks sake. Wearing socks with sandals. Even though that seems to be the trend now. Stupid if you ask me. If you wear sandals then seems like it ought to be warm enough to not wear socks. But what the fuck do I know? We have about an hour until we have to get back and I stop in the toy department and pick out a few toys for Kenny, Jenny. Tremay and Jamal for Christmas. I pay for everything and we head back to the KFC and we are about 10 minutes early. We take a seat and Terri sees us and waves. I know that she needs to talk to him privately to get this taken care of so when she walks out with the massive amount of paperwork I make myself scarce. After they get it all done he comes over to me.

"Man this sucks I'm only gonna make $7.50 an hour."
"What that's not right. I thought minimum wage was $9.30 here."
"Not if your under 16. Plus I can only work like 20 hours a week. Man this sucks."
"When do you turn 16?"
"Next month. She said then she can pay me $9.50 she said if I work like she thinks I will because of you she will make it 10 after my review."

"Well it sucks at first I suppose. But seeing as how the only thing you have to do with your money is get diapers and formula its not too bad I suppose."
"It sucks."
I nod at him.

"Yeah it kind of does. But its just for a month or so."
"Man I was wanting to get Mikayla some nice stuff for Christmas and I was thinking a nice ring for Shelitha."
"I'm sure we can work something out. I need help getting things done at the restaurant and I suppose I can pay you to help me out some. I figure just make it easy and make it $10 an hour for your helping."
"How many hours can I work?"
"Seeing as how I'm not telling the government yet I don't see any cap on it."
"Cool." He says with a smile.

"Lets get going the children will be hone soon."
We get back to the house and he asks me.

"So what are we making them today?"
I hug him. I'm surprised as he hugs me back.

"Why you hug me all the time?" He asks me. He isn't suggesting anything just curious I can tell by his voice.

"I like to get hugs they feel nice. It shows that someone cares about you. Also the reason I gave you that hug is because you asked me what WE are making them. You not only offered to help without me asking. But you also thought about someone other than yourself."

He smiles when I answer him.

"But to answer you I'm thinking something quick and simple because we don't have much time until they get here. So I'm thinking making some popcorn for them to munch on while they do their homework."

"They will like that." He agrees.

"I think so. They always seem to anyway."
"Mr Jones I been noticing everybody calls you Mr Jones even M and Q. You get mad respect."
"You know why?"

"Cuz you be helping everybody?"
"I think that's certainly part of it. But I think its more how I carry myself. Because everyone who knows me knows I'm a straight up guy. I'm not going to feed you a line of bullshit. I don't lie to people and I'm a caring guy. People can sense that about you. You will be like that one day. That is if you listen to me and do what I tell you to do."
"Yeah I seen Terri is like that to me already. She told me straight up that if you didn't put your neck on the line they was no way she would have hired me."
"I got you in the door. Its your job now to keep it."
"I'm going to work hard Mr Jones. Thing is I know my momma loves me. But she gave up on me a long time ago. I don't know why you care anything about me. I thought at first it was just cuz you was wanting to fuck me and I know if you did I wouldn't have no choice in it. But you never touched me last night or this morning when I was naked other than a hug. So it ain't that. I just cant figure you out."
"William trust me I thought about it. Your a beautiful boy and I would love to do things with you. But as I told you yesterday in this house we don't do things people don't want. I wont lie if you bent over the table and asked me to fuck you I sure would. But the reason I'm helping you is that sometimes you just have to do the right thing. Even if you get nothing from it. Sometimes it even costs you. But,its the right thing to do."

He doesn't say anything and I see he is thinking about it.

I get us both a soda from the fridge and sit at the table. William is thinking about things and so am I as we hear the bus arrive. A minute or so later we hear the door open and close. Then four thunks. William gets up and grabs some popcorn from the cabinet and opens a bag and puts it in the microwave before I even thought to get up.

"Hi guys you have a good day at school?" William asks them.

I look on in shock. He is opening up to them.
"It was good."Jamal tells him as he hugs him after he hugs me. Then the others join and get hugs from us both as well.

"Hey guys you need to congratulate William he got a job today at KFC."

"Hey cool can you bring home chicken?" Tremay asks.

"I don't know yet. But, if I can I will for you. OK?"
"Cool." He says grinning.

William takes out the first bag of popcorn and I divide it in two and put it in bowls as he starts another one. I give Kenny and Jenny theirs first since they are kind of guests. All of them start in on their homework and when we get done with the popcorn passing out William follows me into the living room.

"So tomorrow we need to take you to get signed up for the GED classes and then you will be set up on that front. Now you got two jobs and going to school. Bet you didn't think last week you would be doing this."
"Not even a little bit."
"Are you happy about it?"
"I don't know. Seems like I'm gonna be working for chump change."

"I suppose it will feel like that for a while. But as your buddies are getting hauled off to jail or prison you will still be free. I think its a better choice."
"Yeah but I wasn't gonna get caught."
"Mitchell is a lot smarter than you and me together and he got popped before."
"Cuz of a snitch."
"Well I know snitches are bitches that wind up in ditches. But you just never know who you can trust for certain."
"True."
We sit down and a few minutes later Tremay comes to ask a question on his homework and walks right by me to William.

"How do I do this?" He asks holding the paper about 6 inches from Williams face.

"How can he see it like that?" I ask.

"Sorry."

William just smiles and takes the paper.
"Ahh yeah see here is where you messed up." William takes the paper and grabs the pencil from Tremay and leans forward and works it on the coffee table.

"Oh I see now. You make it so easy. I wish the teacher would show us like you do. I showed my friend the trick you taught me. He thought it was super cool."

I'm thinking friend. Why hasn't he invited him over. Is he ashamed of the house or me or something. I will have to ask him later about this.

"Glad I can help you out Tremay."He says and pats him on the butt as Tremay goes back to the kitchen.

"You know you are fitting in here really well."
"I'm not nervous here."
"Were you nervous at home?"
"Yeah a lot. Cuz I knew no matter what I did it would be wrong. So I just quit trying. I figured fuck it why try if I'm gonna get in shit anyway."
"True. But you don't have to worry about shit like that here. Sure I am going to correct you. Probably a lot. But its because I know you are better then what you have been. So I will push you and it will piss you off at times I'm sure. But its because I see that you have an amazing amount of potential and I hate to see it wasted."
"You didn't think that before."
"No I sure didn't. Even yesterday I didn't see much to you. But now I am opening my eyes and seeing it. William you really are a good boy. You just been hiding it."
He smiles a huge smile.

"Not gonna argue and say your a man?" I ask smiling.
"Nah no point with you."
I laugh at his wittiness.

"See your a smart boy too. We have to allow you to reach your potential. No matter how high that is."
"Yeah but I hate school. Sitting there listening to shit I already know."
"Yeah but that's how you make the big bucks."
"I don't really want phat cash. I kinda like how you live. Its nice and it feels comfortable.

"I'm not saying its not. But I think you can go a lot further than I have or will."
At this the children walk out of the kitchen and take spots on and around us.

"I don't want to be a sellout. You know make some money and leave my people behind. Move to a super nice hood. You know like niggas be doing."
"Mr Jones doesn't like that word." All four children chorus at William.

He looks at them confused.

"What word?"
"Nigga. He says that why would you want to demean yourself and others by using a word that a white man used to call you when he thought you weren't even human."
He just looks at me and then back at them.

"That and if you ever call my sister that I will beat you within an inch of your fucking life." I tell him.

He looks at me funny.

"Yeah my sister is half black and married to a Puerto Rican. Problem with that?" I ask him.

He shakes his head no and smiles.

"Now I see why you fit here so good." He says.

"I grew up in Harlem in the 80s for fucks sake."
"Damn Mr Jones." William replies.

"Yeah you want to talk about being a minority. Guys wanting to fight you every day. Yeah its either get killed or learn to fight. You see me here right?"
He laughs at my little joke.

"Mr Jones sister is super pretty."Jenny adds to the conversation.

"Yes she is." I agree.

"Show him a picture Mr Jones." She tells me.

"Hey I never seen a picture of her."Tremay announces.

"Me neither." Jamal adds.

"I'm sorry guys. You talk to her every now and then on the phone. I never really thought about it." I grab my phone and pull up a few pictures of her and even one with her husband. He is a big mother fucker. Hes 6 feet 6 inches and weighs around 260 and he isn't fat.

"Daaaaaang Mr Jones she is real pretty!!!" Tremay shouts.

"Shoot yeah she is." Jamal agrees.

"This is her and her husband." I say as I slide the pic.

"Daaaang. Hes huge Mr Jones." Jamal says.

"Who you telling?" I say.

I show William and he smiles at her picture.

"Yeah don't think that thought. I wont even have to touch you. She would beat you like a bitch." I say laughing.

"Shoot I wasn't thinking nothing after seeing her husband."

"I never seen him fight. But I heard he can kick some ass." I tell them.

"Shoot if he just hit ya once you done." William tells me.

"Yep. I always tell him if I ever make him mad that I can run faster scared then he can mad."
They laugh at my joke.

"Guys I'm not really wanting to cook tonight so lets do some carry out. What sounds good?"
"Pizza!!!!!!!" Jenny screams immediately.

"KFC." Jamal adds his thought.

"Yeah KFC." Kenny says I think just to disagree with his sister. He is a boy after all.

"I think KFC is out. William is going to be seeing tons of it soon enough."I tell them.

"What about you William where do you want food from?"

"I kinda want some fries from Rally's. He says softly.

"Shoot yeah!!!!!!!"Tremay shouts.

"Wha..wha..what is Rally's.?" I ask.

"Mr Jones you ain't never had Rally's.?" Jenny asks looking at me like I got two heads.

"I've seen it."
"Dang Mr Jones you gotsta have some Rally's. then." Jenny changes her pizza vote to Rally's.

"William go start the truck and get her warmed up." I say and toss him the keys. I think a minute. Hey hes 15 and I asked him if he had his license. He told me he did. He cant have his license. I'm going to have to remember to talk to him about this. Especially since he drove my truck. He comes back in after I hear the truck start. We wait a couple minutes then all get our coats and shoes on. I don't wear shoes in the house. I guess everyone thinks I don't want them to. I really don't care I just don't like wearing shoes when I don't have to. We go and all pile in the truck. One more and we wouldn't fit. We drive to Rally's. I will be honest I never stopped because it just doesn't look good. A little white building with two drive thru lanes, one on each side. It just doesn't look remotely appealing to me. We get there and I look at the menu and its pretty cheap to buy. Now I see why they have all had it. We pull up to the menu board and for such a small building they have a lot of shit on the menu. I wont do that at our restaurant. If it isn't a certain percentage of sales we will get rid of it. No reason to waste space for something that only sells a few a day or maybe even a few a week. I really only want about 5 to 6 main courses on our menu. We will see what works best and maybe have specials every so often. Depends on what we can get on sale ourselves. I order a Big Buford combo. They were laughing saying I should get the Baconzilla. Yeah that would be a great thing for someone that hates bacon. We head back to the house and we all got chocolate shakes. I hope for the workers that its just the kind they pour out. But with that place I'm sure it is. We get back to the house and we all get to the table. I figure whose is whats and we sit down to eat. I take a bite of the burger and its not bad. Its actually kind of good. I eat a couple fries after and look at them. I eat another. I go back to my burger and finish it. I push my fries in front of William.

"You don't like em?" He asks.

"Not even a little bit. But the burger was good."

He just dumps the fries in with his and starts eating away.

I head out to the kitchen to look for something to fill me up. I grab a couple Little Debbie oatmeal pies. I really have no idea why I buy them. I don't really like them. But I still eat them. Its an odd thing I know. I eat two and drop the wrappers in the trash. I go back and sit at the table as Dee walks in.

"Hey baby!!" I shout at her.

She looks at me and laughs. I start laughing at it too. Its pretty out of character for me and the rest of them laugh as well.

She walks over to me and plants a kiss smack on my lips. I turn beet red.

"That's what you get when you call me baby Mr Jones." She says seductively.

I turn more red if its possible. She and I are both laughing. The kids seem amused but go back to eating.

"Got you a fish sandwich. The kids said that's what you always get."
"I do."

I hand her the bag with her stuff in it and her chocolate shake.

"Thanks Mr Jones."
"Anytime baby."
We both start laughing like we are 12 year old girls. I guess 12 year old boys have giggle fits too. Maybe im a misogynist. I will have to think about that, and correct it if that's the case.

The youngsters are done and start throwing away the trash.

"Mr Jones can we play a game?" Kenny asks.

"Its up to your mom. If she stays a while sure."
He looks at her. She takes a bite of her sandwich and nods.

He races off to the living room area and they start to play a game. I hear its a familiar one. I don't know the games I don't play them or have a desire to. I've watched them play a lot. I like that better. Little boy butts squirming around on the floor is always fun to watch for me. When Dee gets done we go into the kitchen so we don't hear the pinging and ponging sounds of the game. I grab a cigarette and we sit down. I fire it up and we talk for a while just about every day stuff. I let her know that William got a job and he is working with me too. Also about the school stuff. She tells me about her work stuff. How this one girl is out because shes having a baby and its making it a bit rough on everyone. They aren't mad just frustrated that management didn't get anyone to replace her while she was out. I'm in total agreement. After an hour or so she heads home with her two little ones. I light another cigarette and walk out into the living room and take my spot. Tremay sits next to me until I'm done smoking. He doesn't like it. I don't blame him I didn't like it when I was his age either. Hopefully his opinion stays the same. I snub out the butt and he sits on my lap. William and I smoke a joint after and are feeling pretty good. We watch a movie we all seem to enjoy and baths then bed. I think that Jamal and Tremay got a pretty good contact high because when we got to bed they were asleep in seconds.

In the morning I wake up as usual before the boys and I go pee and head downstairs. I'm surprised to see William sitting at the table.

"Good morning sir."
"Good morning young man. Good to see you." I say and rub the top of his head and put my hand on his shoulder. "Did you sleep OK. Is there a reason your up so early?"
"I feel good. Its just I couldn't sleep anymore. I think I'm kind of excited about signing up for the classes today."

I gently rub his shoulders and feel the smoothness of his flesh under my fingers.

"I'm glad your excited about it buddy. I'm thinking if you are as smart as I think you are you wont be taking those classes for too long before you take the High school equivalency test."
"That feels real nice Mr Jones. I hope I can just be done with it fast."
"I'm sure of it. Have you thought about what you want to study in college?"
I feel him slump some.

"I gotta go to college too?"

"Yes. I think so."

He sighs.

"I don't know what I want to do. I never thought much about it honestly. I mean what chances does a nigga from the hood have?"
I squeeze his shoulders hard.

"I think what you meant to say was. What chance does a fine young black man have to rise up from poverty?"

He chuckles.

"Yeah that's what I meant."
"I thought so." I answer him and go back to rubbing his shoulders.

"I made you some coffee. I thought about making breakfast. But I wasn't sure if you had something planned."
"That was nice of you William."I say and kiss the top of his head, and walk over and get a cup and sit down.

"As for if I ever have anything planned. That's pretty rare. Its usually only when Mitchell and Quinton come over for supper with Shay and Sharne. Other than that its kind of what I feel like making. I'm thinking frozen waffles today."
He smiles so I know he likes my choice. I sit down and take a sip of the coffee.

"Its good. You can make coffee anytime."
"Its not hard. Just coffee and water."
"Some people have a difficult time with it. I don't know how or why though."
We sit for a while just waking up a bit.

"After we get you signed up for the GED classes I need your help with something."
"Sure. What?"
"I promised the boys I would get a Christmas tree. They think I've forgotten since you are here now and we are busy with things."
"Sure."
"We got work at the restaurant today too."
"Cool."

I get up and turn on the oven. I decided to make cinnamon rolls for breakfast this morning instead. Just sounds good all that moist sweetness. Especially in the cold weather. Warms you from the inside out.

I grab a couple round pans and grease them and grab the instant cans from the fridge and put them in. As I am the oven beeps letting me know its at temp. I like that feature. Its so helpful. You waste less I think. I put the rolls in and grab a cigarette from the cabinet and fire it up. I sit down and take a sip of coffee. I look at William and start grinning.

"What?" He asks looking perplexed.

"I was just thinking that I am just so happy now. In New York I was so alone all the time. Other than my sister. Now its so great I am experiencing life. I am loving it now. I feel like I'm Keith Richards on a bender or something I feel so good."

He looks at me question in his eyes. Apparently not understanding the reference.

"He is a rock star known for using lots and LOTS of drugs."
"I get it now." He says smiling.

I can smell the rolls baking and it is a delightful smell for sure.

Tremay and Jamal get up and stroll downstairs following the smells of wonderfulness in the air. Kenny and Jenny arrive a few minutes after and we all have our rolls. Dee pops in and has one as well. Once I get the boys off to school its time for William and myself to go get him enrolled in classes. We get ready and around 9 we head to the special school to enroll him in classes. It doesn't even take very long and we are out of there in half an hour. William actually seems excited about it. As much as he says he doesn't want to go I think he is secretly excited from the way he is smiling and bouncing around. We get to the restaurant and I grin as I see they are putting up the sign out front. Its a big square sign that says Mr Jones Place. Under it reads Everyone Welcome.

We go in and I see Shay and Sharne.

"Good morning ladies. I see they are putting up the sign."I say smiling.

"Yeah we are getting close." Shay answers.

"You got a menu figured out yet. We got to get it to the printers like real soon." Sharne adds.

"I've been thinking about that. I want to keep things under $10 so I am going to take the steak and shrimp off the menu. I don't think it would sell that often to be honest. I think we will just go with simple. Meatloaf and things like that."
"But aren't we going to do daily specials?" Shay asks
"Of course."

"Mr Jones. Why don't you just do daily specials. Then have like hamburgers and fries and simple stuff like that for people that don't want the special. Say like Sunday is fried chicken and the fixings. Then Monday meatloaf and a choice of veggie and potato. Tuesdays are for tacos and maybe a side of beans and rice. Wednesday have spaghetti. Thursday have those chicken breasts you make with the tomatoes and cheese that are so fucking good. Friday have pizzas. Saturday have beans, cornbread and collard greens. Have like chicken tenders and hamburgers as choices to people that don't want the special." William adds to the conversation.

"That sounds perfect. Absolutely perfect. That way the children that come in will get either the special or a hamburger or tenders. It keeps the menu simple like I want so we don't have a ton of things we aren't selling. Dave Thomas slimmed down the menu at Wendy's because he realized they were carrying too many products that just didn't sell and they were losing money carrying things that only a few people wanted. So let me go to the office and I will work this out. I need to figure prices as well. This is going to take a while William I'm sure you can find some work to do while I'm busy."
William is smiling at the praise of me loving his idea to keep it super simple.

I walk back to the office and call Mitchell.

"Sup Mr Jones." Quinton says answering the phone

"Didn't I call Mitchell?"
"Hes in a house we are looking at."
"Oh well, Quinton I need something."
"Sure what?"

"I need a pizza oven. I have $2,000 for one. I saw one the other day at the restaurant supply place they want $2800. I'm sure they will go down a bit and I can go up a little. I just don't have time to get it. I can go as high as $2500 but not a cent more. I was kind of hoping you guys would have time to pick it up for me. You can use my truck if you want. Think you can help brother out?"
Quinton laughs.

"Oh you are a brother now?"

I laugh back.

"You know I'm just light skinned."
He laughs at me.

"We will be done here in about an hour. I will talk to M and see what he says."
"Quinton I want this to be legitimate. I don't want to read Pizza Huts oven got stolen."
Quinton laughs at my comment.

"We got you Mr Jones."
"So if you buy this house how many does that make now?"
"Thirty two I think. Man you were right Mr Jones. We are making a fortune off of this. We buy them super cheap and then fix them up so they are nice and sell them to folks for a pretty good mark up. This is easier then slinging shit. Not to mention when I sell something to a young mother I feel pretty good about it. Its like we are helping folks and making a few bucks too."

"Its a good project you guys got going. I'm proud of you guys."
"Whatever. We will swing buy in a bit to get the information on the oven you want."
"Thanks buddy. I really appreciate it."
"Anytime Mr Jones."
We end the call and I sit down and pull the lap top I got for the business out of the safe. Mitchell said it was a waste of money to buy a safe because nobody would dare rob me. But I'm not so sure. I mean sure I have protection but I have always felt you shouldn't tempt someone. Some junkie may not care. I figure a safe will save someones life because I know if they steal from us then the penalty from the gang will be death. Or at the least a pretty severe beating. Neither of which I want on my conscience. I'm working away trying to figure prices because I want it to be affordable for people. But I also know we need to make a profit to cover the cost of the food for the seniors and the children. We also need to make a profit so we can get paid too. Its a tricky thing setting prices. If its too much people wont come in. If its too cheap we lose our asses. So its a pretty fine line to figure it. I've been at it about two and a half hours kicking it back and forth when Mitchell walks into the office.

"Heard you want a pizza oven?"
"Yes I do. We are going to have pizza as the Friday special."
"Should have it all the time. People like pizza. Might make for a good carry out item to turn a profit on." Quinton says.

"You know your right. Maybe if I do that I can lower the prices on some of the other things. I guess it depends on the volume we sell. I have the cost figured and it will cost us right at $3.50 for a fully loaded pizza. That's without labor of course."
"You should have a pizza bar like Cicis but with pizza that tastes good." Mitchell tells me.

I cock my head.

"Now that's a thought. Charge say $8.99 for adults and 4.99 for those 12 and under. Free for the little ones 5 and under. That would possibly pay for the children's free meals."

"That and you can have that for the shorties on say Saturdays." Quinton adds tot he conversation.

"Yeah they would really like it and it would be easy enough to do that. I swear you guys are just full of ideas. I'm glad you are around helping."

I reach in the safe and pull out $2500 in hundreds.

"Heres the money for the oven. This is the one I want." I say and pull up the website and show them. I even print it off so they know exactly which one.

"This is the perfect one for us. It will cook several quickly and its in our price range."
"Cool."
"Hold on a second guys. WILLIAM!!!"

It takes him maybe 15 seconds to show up in the door way.

"Yes Mr Jones?"
"Go help Mitchell and Quinton pick up the pizza oven."

"Sure." He says smiling.

I hand Quinton the keys to my truck as he seems to always do the driving and they are off. I go back to my work and I have it completed in another hour. I print off the menu and go to show Shay and Sharne.

"Mr Jones this looks real good but its awful cheap."
"I want people in our neighborhood to be able to afford it and not break the bank doing it."
"Mr Jones can we really make a profit if we charge $4.99 for a hamburger and fries?" Sharne asks me.
I sigh.

"Yes but it isn't much."

"How much is McDonald's for a quarter pounder, fries and Coke?" Shay asks.

"I don't know. Probably around $8 I would guess."
"So they are busy all the time, and I know ours will be better. How about we make it $6.99. Its still affordable and its less then Mickey D's." Sharne suggests.

"Mr Jones like everything is $4.99." Shay looks at me as she says it.

I feel like they are atacking me in a way. But not a bad way.

"I just want people to be able to eat. I'm thinking if a family comes in I want them to get out for like $20 plus tip."

"Mr Jones its not 1980 anymore." Shay says.

"I know dammit. I will go make adjustments." I say and take the menu from them and go back to the office. A few minutes later William walks in.

"Man Mr Jones, M should go into politics."
"What?"
"Just come see the new pizza oven. We already got it in the kitchen."
I walk out and see the oven.

"I cant afford this. Mitchell what did you do?" I say looking at him with eyes that are accusing him of no good.
He grins at me.

"I didn't do what you think I did. I just told him what it was for."

"Yeah it was so cool we were looking at the one you said to get. M is looking at it and he asks him if he will take 2500 for it. The man. Mr Klein says sure. So they are talking about it M learning how to hook it up and whatnot. So M starts telling him about you helping feed the little ones and the old folks in the neighborhood and you are starting a restaurant. to help even more. So Mr Klein starts asking questions like where is it at and how you have been helping the kids in the hood by feeding them. He told him how you have basically adopted two of the neighborhood boys. Then I tell him how you are helping me and stuff. He is just writing up the sales form as I'm telling him how you got me out of the gang and are making me go back to school for my baby and for me. So we are just talking and he calls over two of his guys and says to load the oven on the truck for us. M was like hey that's not the one we paid for. The man is like yeah I know. This one is a lot better and I want to help this guy out too. He just said he wants a free pizza for him and his guys when we open."
I just start laughing because I am just so amazed at how much this guy did help. I have been researching this guys inventory for a while and I know this is a new oven and cost around 25K. To be honest its the one I really wanted. Its like the Cadillac of pizza ovens. Its got three rows and its on a conveyor belt so it will make sure its done right every time. I walk around the oven and look at it and am smiling.

"This oven is just so perfect."
"He said its damaged see here the little ding in the stainless." Mitchell says and points out the ding.

"I would have never noticed it. This is fucking amazing."
I hug both of the men and they hug me back.

"You guys don't understand how much this will help."
Quinton hands me my keys and I slip them in my pocket.

"You guys are the best. You know that right?"
The grin at me wave and leave.

I am still walking around the oven admiring its beauty. Yes I think its beautiful because I know it will feed a lot of hungry children and others. I am grinning and shaking my head. William and I quickly hook it up and get it started to make sure it works the way its supposed to. It does and I'm thrilled beyond words. I look at the clock and its pushing 1.

"We got to go William to take care of the tree."
He smiles and we go to the truck and we head to Walmart to buy a tree. When we get there I see live trees outside and they are reasonably priced at $50 each. I know in the city they are at a minimum of $75. We go in and I start looking at artificial trees. I see they are pretty expensive for any that look decent. We load up the cart with ornaments and garland and tree decorating stuff. Lights and whatnot as well. We go back and look at trees some more. I decide we will get a real tree this year and come back after Christmas to get a good deal on an artificial tree. I pay and we load everything in the truck and head to the house and lug it all in. I set the tree in the stand we got and put some water in it. I have never had a Christmas tree in my adult life. As a child Nikki's dad would bring one home every year. But it was more for Nikki then for me. He hated me the little faggot I was. So this is really the first real Christmas I have had. To be honest I am pretty excited about it.

Once we get it all loaded into the living room and sit down William asks me.

"You think I can go see Shelitha and Mikayla?"
"Your not a prisoner. Of course you can."

"You sure its OK?"
"I'm sure. Hey its Friday I owe you some money for working. I figure you put in about 10 hours sound about right?"
"Maybe like 7 is more like it."
I hand him five twenties.

"Next week we will keep better track. So I don't short you on accident."
He smiles and takes the money.

"Be back for supper around 6 OK? If you want you can invite Shelitha and the baby over."
He grins at that and he heads out the door.

I smile because he is happy. I am thinking how if he would have stayed on the course he was on he would have certainly wound up another statistic a young black male incarcerated on any number of things. Now he has a future if he listens. So far he has been. I'm really proud of him. I go in the kitchen and I have an hour before the boys get home with Kenny and Jenny. I decide to make a couple frozen pizzas for them and when the time is close for them to get home I preheat the oven and get it ready. I grab a cigarette and screw it between my lips and fire it up. I'm still in shock an awe with the gift of the pizza oven. Even though I paid $2500 for it. It is still really a gift. A few minutes after I snub out my butt I hear the door open and four clunks of book bags.

"Cool you didn't forget." I hear Tremay say from the living room."
They all come in and hug me and I put the pizzas in the oven for them. They get started on their homework. I get them all a can of Sprite as they seem to like that. I take the pizzas out when its time and slice it up for them and they eat it as they do their work.

Tremay looks up as he is doing his homework.

"Wheres William I have a problem?"

"He went to see Shelitha and the baby."

"Oh I guess you can help." He replies sounding let down.

"Why don't you put it aside and wait for him to help. He seems to understand how to show you a lot better than I do." I suggest.

"Yeah if it was like English or something you explain that better. But William just has a way to show me math so I get it."
"He does seem to be good at math doesn't he?"
"Yeah he is."
They get done and go play a game. Jenny sits with me at the table and we start talking about nothing in particular. She does move to my lap though. She is telling me about her friends at school and things like that. How her teacher is nice to everyone. Its a nice conversation. I enjoy chatting with her. She is a little joy to me that's for sure. A while later Dee gets here and Jenny takes her leave and Dee and I sit and talk for a while and I get out stuff to make spaghetti for everyone. I figure with guests and all it will go a lot further then if I made a meatloaf or something. I brown some ground beef while we are talking. I fry up some onions and bell peppers with the meat for the sauce. It makes it nicer and everyone seems to enjoy it. I take a couple loaves of garlic bread out and get it ready to put in. A few minutes later William shows up with not only Shelitha and the baby but her mom as well. Which shocks me some. They walk into the kitchen as I am pulling out the garlic bread from the oven.

"Well its good to see you again." I say to them all

William is holding the baby and smiling as he is. Shelitha comes over and hugs me and whispers in my ear.

"Thank you."
I hug her back and just smile. Her mom starts talking.

"I don't know what you done to that boy. But he seems like a completely different person. You must be sent from heaven."
"I'm hardly that. I just saw that William wasn't living up to his responsibilities or potential. I figured someone ought to help him put his life in order."
"Mr Jones may Shelitha and I go up to my room with the baby?"
"You aren't gonna try to make another one are you?" I say with a sly smile.

"Not with Mikayla in the room we aren't." he says with a little smile.

"Supper is almost done, I just have to boil the noodles. I will call when its ready."
Jamal and Tremay are playing a video game in the living room. I walk to the doorway.

"Boys time to set the table please."
They both set their controllers down and hop up and go start setting the table. They didn't even ask if the guests were staying they just set them a plate. For that matter I didn't ask them either. At my house if we eat. Everyone eats.

"William said he got a job at KFC, he is working for you and going back to school?"
"That's what hes up to."
"He brought diapers with him today and gave me $40 to help. He told me he knows $40 ain't much but he will start giving us more when he starts really working." She says smiling.

"I tell you what he is a smart boy. There is no telling what he may accomplish if he stays on course."

I see the boys are done setting the table and went back to their game.

"Honestly I didn't see any potential in him other than a future felon."
"Honestly that's what I saw the first few times I saw him. Hell first time I saw him he pulled a gun on me."
"And he is still living?"
"It was during lunch. Didn't want the children to see shit they shouldn't. You are joining us for supper aren't you?"
"I hadn't planned on it. I just wanted to thank you for turning him around. At least for now. Who knows he may go back with that gang."

"That I assure you will not happen."
"What makes you so sure."

"Mitchell wont allow it."
"I heard you were tight with that gang."

"I don't know if I would say tight. We do have a mutual respect of each other and I do like Mitchell and Quinton. Those two are really smart. They have had to adjust to the climate in the area."
"Good way of saying people holding niggas down."
"Mr Jones doesn't like that word. He doesn't understand why we use a word that was used to degrade us and make us less than human to whites." We hear from the peanut gallery in the living room.

I nod at her when she looks at me.

"I figure enough people degrade us we don't need to add to it." I tell her.

"But you ain't black."
"But I know racism. I know what its like to be singled out for your color and hated just because you look different. I grew up in Harlem in the 80s and it wasn't a great place for a little white boy to grow up. Its a lot better now. But in the 80s it was a shit hole."
"I remember seeing on the news how bad it was."
"Yeah that didn't even touch how it was. Crack heads on every corner it seemed. People getting robbed with sharpened screw drivers. Kids getting killed for their fucking tennis shoes. It was a fucking nightmare. But I wouldn't trade it for the world because it gave me my perspective on life. It made me realize that the only difference between white folks and black folks is we say fixin and you say finnin."
She laughs at my complete over simplification of race.

"I just think if more people treated each other how they wanted to be treated like the golden rule says that it would be a world that we couldn't imagine how good it would be."
"Ain't that the truth."

"Jamal go let them know dinner is going on the table in two minutes. With or without them. And knock don't just barge in."

He giggles I know because he is thinking they might be doing something. I get the spaghetti in a bowl and on the table and another with the sauce. I put the garlic bread on a plate as well. We all get out plates full and Shelithas mother takes her first bite.

"Damn Mr Jones now I see why you is opening a restaurant. This is damn good."
I smile at her.

"I'm glad you like it. Its going to be a special one day a week. I think Thursday. We are going to make it $6.99 for adults and $4.99 for children over 5 and free if they are less."
"Lots a people gonna lie about they kids ages."
"Maybe. I think people are more honest then you think." Is my reply.

"Maybe to you since you feeding most of the kids in the neighborhood on the weekends and all through the summer."
"I thought about just saying pay what you can afford. But the ladies nixed that idea real fast. Said people wont pay but like $2."
"I bet some would."
"Mr Jones would it be OK if Shelitha stayed the night if its OK with her mom that is." William asks.

"I suppose its fine with me. But I ain't changing diapers." I tell them.

"Its alright I will take little girl with me so they can have some time to themselves." Her mom says.

"You got condoms? We don't need another little one around just yet."

"I'm on the pill now Mr Jones." Shelitha informs me.

I nod.

Once we get done with the supper and everyone is as full as a tick on a hound dog. New expression from Ohio. I let them know I got chocolate cake for dessert.

"Oh lawd I couldn't eat no cake." Her mother says.

My boys all said they could wait a while.

"Well I bes be going. C'mere sweetie." She says and Shelitha goes and hugs her. "I guess you need one to." She says pulling William to her for a hug.

"William go start the truck and get it warmed up so I can give them a ride home. Its too cold for them to be out walking."
"Sure Mr Jones." He says smiling and he grabs my keys from the hook I hang them on. He is out the door and back in a seconds.

I let it warm up a few minutes and they get the baby all bundled up and I head out and take them home. When we get in the truck she starts telling me things.

"I was only 15 when I had Shelitha so I know what she is going through. Its a hard life that's for sure. But I wouldn't trade her for nothing."
"She seems a nice girl for sure."

"She is mostly. She gets moody though."
"Don't we all?"
She laughs at that.

"I really do want to thank you for your help. I just don't know what I was gonna do. I work and all but pay just don't go to far. We get a little bit of help but that's the key word is little. We only get WIC for the babies formula and $68 in food stamps a month. It don't go far that's for sure. I just hope he keeps helping out."
"I am sure he will. He seems to be a good boy he just needed someone to guide him. Mitchell and Quinton aren't bad guys really. They do what they have to do to provide for their families and themselves. Sadly for those two both been down once the options for them are so few. Its just not right. Both of them are very bright guys. But William sees them and he is thinking its a good life. But we both know how it usually ends. Not too many gang members reach retirement age."

She sighs.

"It ain't right. Just seems like we get a leg up and someone comes and knocks us back down. Seems like here we is just like crabs."
I'm thinking crabs like in the crotch and its not making sense to me.

"See if you got a bucket of crabs and one starts to get out the others pull him back down. Its like here. People talk trash about people making it. Don't make sense to me that's for sure."
"No it seems like people would be happy not jealous.
"Seems like."
"Let me help carry the baby in." I say as we pull up to their house.

"Do you own your house?"
"Lawd no. I wish but no I gotsta pay rent like most poor folks."
"Just was wondering." I say and give little Mikayla a kiss on her cheek and she giggles at me.

I smile back and just enjoy the innocence of the baby.

"I better get back before they tear my house down."
"I don't reckon you got any worries about that. I know Jamal and his momma. He a good boy. His momma however..…"
"Shes in treatment now. About to get out any day now. We are hoping before Christmas."

"So he gone move back with her?"
"Not right away. We have all talked about it and we are thinking she needs some time to acclimate to her new drug free life. Then we will see how it goes from there."
"I can see they all love you. Even mine."
I just smile at her.

"You have a good night Mr Jones and thank you for supper. It was real good."
"I had the boys put a slice of cake in the diaper bag for you for later."
She smiles and I head home.

Once I get there I park in the garage. Its pretty cold and supposed to get to minus 20 tonight. I don't want gas lines and shit like that freezing up. I of course keep my tank pretty full in the winter to avoid that. But with the regular temperature being minus 20 and a windchill of minus 40 its just better to park in the garage. As I do I am thinking how I missed having Kenny and Jenny over today. They had some after school thing and then Dee picked them up. I pull out the my phone and call Dee. A moment later I hear Jenny's voice.

"Hi Mr Jones."

"Hi Jenny you having fun with your mom and brother?"
"Yeah momma took us to Chucke Cheese. We had lots of fun."
"I'm glad you did. I missed you two today."
"We missed you too Mr Jones." She replies.

"I just wanted to call and say Hi to my little friends and their mom. I best let you go."
"Bye Mr Jones I hear all of them shout."
"Bye guys."
I hang up and walk into the house and Jamal and Tremay are playing a game and Shelitha and William are on the couch talking. Which kind of surprises me because young and virile as they are I figured they would be upstairs already.

"No you are too smart to do that. I wont have it."William says testily.

I smile to myself because I tend to say I wont have it when its something that is just not going to happen if I can control it. Which is sometimes.

"But we need the money for the baby." she tells him

"You ain't quitting school. You always be saying you want to be a nurse. You quit you ain't gonna go back." He says to her.

"You are NOT quitting school!" I say to her. "William is working two jobs and he is going to be back in school next week to get his GED and then off to either college or trade school so he can help support your baby better."
"But Mr Jones I want to help."

"Fine then help. But work after school a bit. If your mom cant watch the baby I will. Or William or even Dee I'm sure wouldn't mind a few days a week."
"I'll help."Tremay says.

"Yeah me too. Even though I'm little I can watch a baby. Done it before." Jamal adds.

"School is important baby. You want our daughter to quit school and work for nothing or you want her to be doing good?"
"That's different." she says trying to argue.

"No it ain't. Mr Jones said that if parents are successful then their children have a better chance at life to be successful too."
"He ain't got no kids. Whats he know?"
Tremay hops up and gets in her face.

"I'm his and I am gonna be an architect and its cuz a him is why. So you just may as well accept that you is gonna Finnish at least high school cuz ain't' none of us having you quitting."

My little man says to her inches from her face. Then he hugs her.

"Now enough of this arguing. I got the tree for us to decorate tonight. William and I got tons of ornaments and lights and tree decorating stuff."

Jamal is up in a second the game quickly forgotten. We get out the ornaments and start decorating the tree. We have a lot of fun doing it laughing and joking around. At one point I had Jamal on the couch tickling him until he begged me to stop. Threatening to pee on the couch as well if I didn't. When we get done we all sit down and watch a couple Christmas specials. My two younger ones go and take a bath together as usual. I don't join them because I don't want to leave the two teens alone. Not because I don't want them to do anything. I just like to talk to Shelitha. Shes a smart girl and its nice to talk to her. Shes like I think Jenny will be when shes older. Smart and assured of her abilities. I understand her wanting to quit school to help with the baby. But I think we have her convinced that staying in school is the best option for everyone. But I want to make sure of it.

"So sweetie let me ask you a question."
She looks at me.

"So if you had a choice in your life to make $500,000 more would you do it?"
"Sure I would."
"That's the difference in a lifetime of what a high school graduate makes and what a drop out makes. Half a million dollars more in their lifetime. A college graduate depending on what they have a degree in the amount is unlimited how much more."
"Mr Jones I'm not gonna quit."
"Good because I never hit a girl before. But if you quit I would have."
She giggles at me knowing I'm totally full of shit.

I try to hold a straight face and fail miserably and start laughing.

As the boys are coming back downstairs instead of nude with undies on. I get a ping on my phone. I glance at it then at the boys.

"No school tomorrow."
"YAYYYYY!!!!!"
"Looks like you get a three day weekend huh?"
"Shoot ya." They reply.

We don't do much the rest of the night. Shelitha takes a shower when next and she comes down wearing a short t-shirt and panties. She is a pretty girl for sure. But the only interest she peaked was from William. Us others glanced at her and admired her beauty and went back to the movie. William takes his shower next and L go after him. We finish watching another movie and its pushing 11 so we all head to bed. The boys and I have little fun and we KNOW for certain William and Shelitha did. Hearing them fucking and their moans of ecstasy got me hard as a rock again and Tremay and Jamal gladly took care of it for me. We doze of quickly and sleep soundly until morning.

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