A Better Day and Night-Persecuted Affection

The next day as Kurt was walking to the bus stop, both of his parents approached him.

“Now, I know your excited to have Eileen as your girlfriend but as far as anyone at the school knows, you and her are broken up,” His dad said.

“I know,” Kurt replied. Then continued, “I want to meet her at the YMCA tonight. Could you bring me?”

“Of course,” His dad answered.

“But keep those hormones in check,” His mom added in.

“How can we do anything at the Y? The lifeguard won’t even let us hug or kiss,” Kurt answered.

“I just don’t want to raise a grand baby yet. Wait until you have a degree or a trade and a good job, so you can raise it,”

“And a place of your own,” His dad added in.

“Yes. I know,” Kurt said with a slight irritation.

“We’re only looking out for you,” His mom said.

“But we’re glad you have a girlfriend and we’re sorry you have to keep it a secret,” His dad finally said.

“Yes, but once you go to a different school next year it won’t be so bad, now you go and board the bus. We have to get to work,” His mom added.

Kurt walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to come.

Finally, it arrived and he boarded.

The ride was quick and he soon arrived at school and sat on the bench.

Johacim and Matthew saw that he arrived and began to start harassing him.

He kept thinking about Eileen and was able to successfully tune them out.

Instead he pulled out his assigned book and began to read where he left off.

Matthew and Johacim whispered to each other, then Matthew came and knocked the book out of his hands.

Johacim then threatened to throw it in the toilet of the restroom.

Kurt told him, “Go ahead you’ll be vandalizing school property.

Mrs. Kraft was on duty and witnessed the latter parts of the event.

She told Johacim, “You will be suspended if you damage that book!”

Kurt then told her, “Matthew also knocked it out of my hand while I was reading it.”

“No recess for the next week for you,” She told Matthew.

“That’s messed up,” Johacim added in.

“No, what is truly messed up as you say is that both of you constantly harass Kurt and get away with it. But not under my watch!”

She then looked at Matthew and said, “Hand the book back to Kurt and apologize to him!”

Matthew rolled his eyes and did so, albeit very begrudgingly.

Kurt went back to reading until the bell rang.

All the students went to their respective classes.

Mrs. Kraft continued the science lesson on bovines. Most of the lesson was how cow’s milks is used for human consumption

Kurt listened intently until Johacim said, “I wonder if the milk I poured on my Oreo Os this morning came from Eileen Cartensen’s boobs; I mean she is a cow!”

Several classmates laughed.

“To the principal’s office-now Johacim!” Mrs. Kraft sternly said.

“But she doesn’t even come to this school,” He protested.

“I don’t care where she goes to school is still a human being with feelings and she deserves dignity! Furthermore you said a word that is totally inappropriate for class.” Mrs. Kraft said with anger.

Johacim left the classroom and went to the office, sulking.

Mrs. Kraft continued the lesson, until it was time to teach social studies.

The lesson was about the Watergate Scandal, but in a way seventh graders could understand.

After the lesson was concluded, Mrs. Kraft asked each member of the class if they had chosen their president to do a project on.

Kurt, off the top of his head chose Ronald Reagan, as he had forgotten all about it.

No one else chose Reagan so it went fine for him.

Then it was time to switch classes.

All the students lined up and exited, then headed for Bouchard’s class.

“Where is Johacim?” She asked.

The whole class remained silent.

“Well either tell me where he is, or no one will have recess today!” She continued.

“One girl at last spoke up, “He got sent to the office for saying something inappropriate in Mrs. Kraft’s class.”

“I see. Well, we need to begin our lesson. Everyone take our your religion books,” Bouchard commanded.

Kurt pulled out his religion book and listened as Bouchard lectured, “Sex is meant to be had only in the confines of marriage and strictly for the purpose of procreation. Sex in any other form than this is a mortal sin.” She paused and then continued, “In 1960, birth control was put on the market and since then society has morally plummeted. Before birth control was available, anyone having sex ran the risk of making more mouths to feed. That was a good thing because it more or less limited sex to only those who were financially capable. And those who had pregnancies out of wedlock were shunned from society. Those were glorious days. But then birth control came along, but let me tell you something class, birth control doesn’t always work. Of course now when birth control fails for an unfit mother, she goes on welfare and my tax dollars have to support her and her baby. If I find out that any girls in this school are on birth control, they will be expelled on the spot. It is impossible to be a good Catholic and use birth control, so I refuse to let my students use it. Sex was meant for procreation not recreation.”

By this point, Kurt began to daydream about Eileen.

He tuned Bouchard completely out and thought about how he would see Eileen later that evening at the Y.

Finally Bouchard’s lesson on the supposed evils of birth control was over and she starting lecturing about English.

By this point Johacim returned to class, with a smirk on his face.

Bouchard continued lecturing on English and had a way of sucking all the fun out of grammar and making it as miserable as possible.

Kurt tried to pay attention because of Eileen’s suggestion for him to be a journalist one day.

Finally the bell for little recess rang, to which Kurt went relieve his bladder in the boy’s restroom then got a drink of water and sat by the wall.

He thought about Eileen for the entire recess period, hoping and praying that they would spend some time at the Y later that evening.

Just as he was enjoying his thoughts the bell rang and he headed back to class.

Then there were some spelling and reading exercises.

Finally it was time for lunch. The class line up and walked to the cafeteria.

There was hamburger steak, mashed potatoes with gravy, green beans and banana pudding for dessert.

Kurt ate with everyone else but was soon finished. He pushed his tray forward then put his head down.

Matthew said, “Hey Kurt, where do hamburger steaks come from?”

Kurt ignored him until it was time to pick up the tray and head to big recess.

Once again Kurt went sit by the wall and watched everyone else play. As usual he began to fantasize about Eileen until the bell rang.

Then it was time for the PE period.

Kurt played put out once again, but deliberately got put out so he wouldn’t have to play anymore.

Finally it was over and he walked back to Mrs. Kraft’s class for math class.

Mrs. Kraft decided to teach a little ahead of their grade level and began to talk about the polygons.

Kurt listened intently and it came as a breeze to him.

The teacher then had them pull out the TI-30 calculators to do various formulas for those polygons.

Kurt had hated math up until Mrs. Krafts class, but he began to appreciate it because of her ability to make the lesson understandable.

Finally the dismissal bell rang, so Kurt went out on the benches to wait for the bus.

Mrs. Sandra Mathers was on duty, so Kurt got real quiet as he knew she was out to get him.

Instead he pulled out his two line display TI-30 and began to practice the formulas for the different polygons.

Miraculously, Mrs. Mathers didn’t harass him.

Finally Kurt’s bus pulled up, so he boarded.

The ride was boring but fairly quick.

Kurt arrived home and asked his Dad who had gotten off from work and was watching Fox News in the den, “Can you bring me to the Y tonight?”

“I guess so. Are you and Eileen going to hang out?”

“I’m going call her to see if she can.”

“Well, you need to exercise, so I want you to go whether she can go or not.”

“I know.”

Kurt walked to his room and picked up his cordless phone and dialed Eileen’s number.

“Hey you!” She answered.

“Oh, I missed you so much.” Kurt replied.

“I missed you too. What’s up?”

“I was wondering if we could hang out at the Y tonight?”

“Let me ask my Mom, be right back!”

Kurt waited anxiously.

Finally Eileen came back and said, “I’ll be there at 6:45.”

“Awesome I cannot wait to see you.”

“Now I have to do my homework.”

“I do too.”

“Well, I love you, Kurt!”

“I love you too, Eileen!”

They then hung up and Kurt went back to his Dad.

“Eileen will be at the Y at 6:45 this evening.”

“Okay, that’s cool. I’ll bring you. Now go do your homework.”

Kurt started his homework. First he did the math and everything with the polygons. Then he did science and was angered about how his classmates compared Eileen to a cow. He knew he was going to shower her with much affection later that evening. Then Kurt did his history worksheet and filled it out. Afterwards he read “Holding Steady” until it was time to go to the YMCA.

Kurt’s Dad drove him there in the blue sedan, then went in the men’s locker room. Kurt went in the boy’s locker room and changed into his swimming trunks.

Afterwards, he jumped into the pool. Eileen then jumped in afterwards.

Their eyes met and they shared a strong hug and a passionate kiss.

There was a female life guard on duty, who commented, “Y’all are so cute together. Just be careful though.”

Eileen then said, “Let’s swim together so we can exercise!”

“Sure thing, Eileen,” Kurt replied.

With that they began swimming vigorously next to each other until out of breath.

Both went into the shallow section of the pool and stood next to each other.

“Do you think I am sexy in my bathing suit?” Eileen asked Kurt.

Kurt kissed her and said, “I sure do!”

“Aw, you’re sweet!” Eileen replied, then continued, “Hold me in your arms!”

Kurt wrapped his arms around Eileen and kissed her forehead. Eileen rested her head in Kurt’s chest and they stood there holding on to each other and happy as can be.

There was music playing on a loud speaker, so they slow danced in the pool for the rest of the evening.

During the course of their dancing, Eileen said, “Everyone was so mean to me at the Lion’s Club dances, so I stopped going, but maybe you can take me there and we can dance together!”

Kurt replied, “I’d love to take you. I never went to those before because I knew no one would dance with me.”

“I sure will and only with you,” Eileen said with a big smile, then continued, “You’d only dance with me, right?”

“Yes. Only you. I can’t picture myself with anyone else!”

“Yay!” Eileen said as she kissed him.

They went sit outside on the lawn chairs, holding hands and kissing until it was time for the pool to close.

So Kurt and Eileen got dressed in their respective locker rooms then went wait in the lobby for Eileen’s parents to pick her up.

They pulled up in their white mini van and Eileen introduced Kurt to them.

“You must be Kurt, I’ve heard so much about you!” Her Mom said.

Kurt blushed and nodded.

“That’s my baby girl, so I expect you to be good to her. She has been through so much already.” Her Dad added in.

Kurt looked him in the eye and said, “Of course I’ll be good to her. I know what it’s like to be mistreated also, but I think the world and the moon of Eileen!”

“That’s what I want to hear!” Her Dad answered.

“Why don’t you have dinner with us Friday Night, Kurt?” Her mother asked.

“I’d really like that!” Kurt replied.

Kurt’s Dad was walking into the lobby and he greeted both of Eileen’s parents as well as Eileen.

“You raised a fine young man!” Eileen’s Mom told Kurt’s Dad.

“Yes. We have been praying that God send someone for our daughter.” Eileen’s Dad added in.

“Well I try. Kurt is crazy about Eileen as well.”

They talked for a few more minutes until it was announced that the YMCA would be closing so they all left.

The ride home was silent but happy for Kurt.

Upon arrival he called Eileen, to which she answered, “Hey you!”

“Hey. I was just calling to say we made it home safely and to tell you good night.”

“Okay, I have to get to bed in a few minutes myself.”

“Well just know that I love you!”

“I love you too, Kurt!”

They both hung up and went to bed happier than ever…

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

The Situation Improves Slightly-Persecuted Affection

Kurt went sit on the benches to wait for his bus. He was filled with high anxiety known there would be an angry confrontation by his parents when he got home. He was extremely fidgety as he prepared himself for the worst. In time his bus pulled up and he boarded.

The ride seemed like the longest bus ride he ever took, but finally it came to his stop and he got off.

He walked the half block to his house and entered. His dad was already home watching the news.

Kurt walked into the den and was confronted, “What is going on at school now, Kurt?” He asked.

“Last night I met a girl at the YMCA and we really hit it off. We later talked online and I was moved by our conversation, so I printed out the transcript. This morning before school I was reading it and two bullies took it from me. They then handed it over to Mrs. Mathers who handed it over to Mrs. Bouchard and I already know she called you.”

“Well, there is nothing wrong with you having a girlfriend and I’m actually glad you do now, so I won’t make you and her break up. However, you should have known better not to bring that chat transcript to school, especially since you called your school a hell hole in the chat. There will be some consequence for you that your mother and I will discuss, but you won’t have to break up with her. However, no one from your school can know about the relationship. Fair enough?!”

“Yeah. I guess so.”

“Now, Mrs. Bouchard read the transcript to me over the phone and I want you to promise me something: I want you to be true to this girl and not break her heart, because she seems like a really good girl. I think you were right about some of those teachers being out to get you, but if you would have only acted better in the past, I could have backed you up.”

“I would never dream of breaking her heart, she is so sweet to me a lot of people at school are so horrible to me, but Eileen she is wonderful. And she has the biggest breasts I’ve ever seen. Actually, that was the first thing I noticed about her in the pool last night.”

“Well keep stuff like that between you and me and don’t you dare say that in front of your mother. Now go get started on your homework.”

Kurt in the dining room working on his math homework. He later continued reading his assigned book, “Holding Steady.”

Kurt’s mother came in from work and confronted him, as she was also called. However, his dad said, “I don’t want them to break up, however, he does need to be punished for bringing an inappropriate item to school.”

His mother said, “Kurt, you just better keep that pecker in your pants. You’re too young to be making babies.”

“Mom, I know that.”

“Just making sure. Now for your punishment, no BB gun and no video games for a month.”

“I could still use the computer, though, right? I mean that is how Eileen and I are keeping in touch.”

Both parents looked at each other, then nodded.

“Yay!” He said.

“But you will be grounded indefinitely from it if you bring anymore chat transcripts to school.”

“I won’t do that. Now I have to get back to my reading assignment.”

Kurt sat down and continued reading. He was glued to it and actually was three quarters done by eight o clock.

He had decided that he read enough for the night and went log on to the family computer. He then dialed into the AOL server and logged on to ICQ.

Within seconds he heard the familiar, “Uh-Oh.”

It was a message from Eileen, “Hey you! I missed you so much today and I can’t wait for us to talk again. Love, Eileen Cartensen.”

Kurt replied, “Oh, I missed you too and I love you!”

“How was your day?”

“It started out bad, but it turned out very good.”

“What happened?”

“Well, I printed out our chat transcript last night so it could be close to my heart.”

“Aw. You’re so sweet!”

“Thanks. But I was reading it before school the this morning and two bullies took it from me. They turned it in to the teachers and I got in trouble.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“It gets worse: My parents were called and the vice principal who is also one of my teachers said we have to break up or I would be expelled. Now please don’t worry, my parents are not making us break up, but we will have to keep our relationship covert like 007! And my dad seems to like you as well.”

“Oh thank God! You’re so sweet to me and you’re so cute. I never want us to break up!”

“We won’t. I promise you!”

“I wish I was next to you right now. I’d kiss you all over!”

“I would kiss you too!”

“When is the next time you’re going to the Y?”

“I could possibly go tomorrow night if you want. Will you go too?”

“Of course. That is why I was asking.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

“Yay!”

“I think you’re changing me for the better.”

“How’s that?”

“Well, I have to do a book report, something I usually hate doing, but I chose a love story and read most of it in just one sitting. It’s called “Holding Steady.”

“Oh, I really like that book. If you want, I could help you write a report on it.”

“That would be awesome.”

“Hey do you think I could have your phone number?”

“Of course. I’ll give you the house number and both of my parents’ cell numbers.”

“All right I’ll give you those as well.”

They exchanged the six numbers then went back to chatting.

They chatted until the hour of 10 PM when Eileen’s parents made her go to bed.

Lovingly they exchanged their good night messages and then signed off.

Kurt went to bed as well…

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

 

Rampant Bullying Corruption and Hypocrisy-Persecuted Affection

The next day at school, Kurt was sitting on the benches waiting for the morning bell to ring. It was impossible for him to hide the smile he had as he once again read the chat transcript.

Suddenly, too classmates, Johacim Dawkins and Mathew Perot came up to him, ready to make trouble.

Johacim asked “What are you so happy about?”

“None of your business.” Kurt replied.

“What’s on the papers?” Mathew then asked, tauntingly.

“What I told Johacim, none of your business.”

“I’m making it my business.” Mathew said snatching it from him.

“Give that back.”

“No.”

Both Mathew and Johacim read it and began to snicker.

Johacim then remarked “I know who this girl is. I’ve seen her at some of the dances at the Lion’s Club. She’s a cow.”

Mathew added in “Even though she’s a cow, Kurt doesn’t deserve a girlfriend.”

“Let’s show this to Mrs. Mathers, so Kurt will get in trouble.” Johacim added in.

Sandra Mathers happened to be on duty this morning and Johacim came up to her and said “What’s up Mrs. Mathers?”

“Morning, Johacim.”

“I got something to show you.”

He then walked up to her with the papers and said “Kurt Marchal had this.”

She read it then came up to Kurt saying, “I see you brought this filth to school. How dare you. Come with me to Mrs. Bouchard’s office, right now!”

Kurt sulked and then followed her.

As they walked in Claudia Bouchard asked “What did he do now?”

“Let him explain it.” Sandra said, placing the chat transcript on the desk.

Claudia adjusted her glasses and read the papers, then said “Do your parents know about this girl?”

“No not yet.” Kurt answered blankly.

“Well I am going to call them at work and let them know.”

“Why? There’s nothing bad in those papers.”

“It’s still inappropriate to bring to school. And wait, I see here that you called this school a ‘hell hole.'”

“I call it that because everyone is mean to me, both teachers and students.”

“You deserve it because of how you act.”

“But Eileen is very nice to me.”

“You shouldn’t talk to any girl until you graduate from college.”

“Don’t other boys at this school have girlfriends?”

“Yes, but that is none of your concern. You shouldn’t have a girlfriend because, knowing you, you would get her pregnant and my taxes would have to support your baby for the next 18 years, and more than likely even longer if the child takes after you. That’s why I’m contacting your parents.”

“But I love her and she loves me.”

“Oh, don’t give me that heart failure, about love. You’re too young to know what love is. Now, I’m going to call your parents and have them make you break up with her.”

“They’ll never make me do that.”

“If they don’t then you will be expelled, end of the story.”

“But that’s not fair.”

“Life isn’t fair. That’s a lesson you need to be taught. Class will be starting in a few minutes, so get back on the benches. And do not open your mouth, or else!”

Kurt sulked and then walked back to the bench. He was sitting there in complete distress thinking about all his promises to Eileen and how he might have to break them. He was deathly afraid that she would harm herself after he would be forced to leave her. These thoughts caused a great agony in his heart and he prayed for a miracle that he and Eileen would still be able to stay together.

Mathew and Johacim came back to Kurt and began making trouble once again.

“I bet Eileen goes to the bathroom outside because she’s a cow.” Johacim said.

“I can take you picking on me, but why must you pick on her?”

“Because she loves you is the main reason. You don’t deserve to be loved.” Mathew interjected.

“Yeah, anyone who loves you needs their head examined.” Johacim added in.

“Maybe their four stomachs too.” Mathew finally said.

With that the bell rang. Kurt picked up his backpack and walked to the classroom.

The first class of the day was Life Science. Ironically, the animals being studied for the day’s lesson were bovines.

Johacim blurted out, “I didn’t know we would be studying about Kurt’s girlfriend.”

Mathew added in, “Yes, she’s so fat that she has four stomachs.”

Kurt got angry and said “Shut up both of you. I think she’s beautiful both body and soul. Both of your souls are ugly and filthy.”

“Watch it Kurt!” The teacher, Mrs. Kraft, said.

“What about them?” Kurt asked.

“Let me handle them.”

“How can a cow have a soul anyway?” Mathew finally said.

“Mathew see me after class. You too Johacim. Kurt step outside with me right now.”

“Okay.” Kurt said, rolling his eyes, then followed the teacher outside.

“Why are they saying your girlfriend is a cow?”

“Because she’s overweight. But she treats me right and I do love her.”

“They are so cruel, but they get away with it because their families make so many donations to this school. However, I’ll try not to let it happen in my class.”

“Thank you.”

“I do have a question, though: Do you really love her?”

“With all my heart.”

“I was overweight as a teenager as well, but I found someone who loved me in spite of it. He and I have been married for twenty four years and counting. I know the pain she is going through, but I only hope you will be true to her.” She paused and then asked, “You’re not going to use her then leave her, are you?”

“I would wait however long for her, even if it meant until after marriage. But there is a big problem: I want to be true to her, I definitely do, but Mrs. Bouchard says that I have to break up with her or be expelled. I’m afraid that she’ll hurt herself when I’m forced to break up with her.”

“That woman is cruel and power hungry, but you didn’t hear that from me. If she pulls that stunt, your parents can sue her, but you didn’t hear that from me either.”

“Don’t worry, my lips are sealed.”

“Now, I think this girl will do you some good and you will do her some good, so stay true to her and treat her right.”

“Will do! You have my word! I will do this to the best of my ability, so help me God!”

“That’s good and I see you must have watched the Bush inauguration this past January.”

“Sure did.”

“You always liked history and current events.”

“That’s because my parents and grandparents always have the news on.”

“Now I have to get back to teaching and you have to get back to learning, so it’s time to get back to class and you try to ignore those two hateful boys.”

Kurt nodded and they walked back into the classroom.

Both Mathew and Johacim looked at Kurt and then pretended to be chewing grass. Kurt ignored them.

Mrs. Lilian Kraft gave them a dirty look. They rolled their eyes, but then snickered. The class for Life Science finished up and then Mrs. Kraft switched to History. She began to teach about the Vietnam Conflict, but in a way seventh graders would understand. Kurt listened attentively to the lesson, even though he had mixed feelings about the war.

At the end of the lesson, Mrs. Kraft said “Now, I want each student to do a presentation on a former American President. You will each have one of your choice, but I expect it to be done neatly and professionally. Start deciding which president you would like to report on and give me your choice tomorrow. Now everyone get ready to go to Mrs. Bouchard’s religion class.”

The whole class got up and left the room. Soon they all arrived in Claudia Bouchard’s classroom.

She began teaching the class about sexual morality. “Now class, I am going to tell you a shocking fact: seventy percent of all thirteen year olds are no longer virgins. I would like to think that all of you are and if I find out that anyone isn’t he or she will be expelled.”

“Does sleeping with a cow count, as in Kurt’s case?” Johacim blurted out.

The class roared with laughter.

Kurt looked at Claudia Bouchard and said “He just called my girlfriend a cow. Aren’t we all made in God’s image?”

“She’s not your girlfriend as long as you attend this school, now shut your mouth and don’t interrupt my class again.”

“But Johacim just interrupted your class and made a very hateful remark about someone I care about. By the way, she never did him anything to him. Shouldn’t he be punished as well?”

“How dare you question me! You don’t open your mouth again or I will give you an in school suspension.”

Kurt sulked and tuned out the teacher, then began daydreaming about Eileen. Claudia Bouchard taught an agonizingly long lesson about sexual abstinence and the related topics. He would sometimes hear a few words, then drift out and think more about Eileen. Finally Claudia Bouchard switched to the subjects of English and Reading.

She told the class “Your whole generation doesn’t read and write enough and neither do you take pride in any of your work. Therefore, I am giving each of you a book report to do for both an English and a Reading grade. You will each take a book from the library and it will be one that you have never read before. Also if I catch any of you looking for a book with few pages, I will assign you the thickest book possible.”

The whole class sulked.

“Now, let’s walk to the school library.”

Everyone got up and left the classroom.

Kurt tried to make the best of the situation and look for a good love story. The fact that he was doing this made him realize that Eileen was changing him for the better. He looked around the whole library, until he finally found a book. It was Holding Steady by Stephen Schwandt. He flipped through the pages and realized that the two protagonists in the story shared similar pains. While it wasn’t the same pains that he and Eileen were going through, he still could somehow relate to it. Kurt decided to check out this book and only prayed that Claudia Bouchard would think it to be too thin. He sat down in the library and began to read it. The strange thing to him was that he actually was enjoying it. He had never enjoyed reading before, much less a love story, until Eileen caused these feelings in him to surface.

Kurt had just begun to get to a good part in the story when Claudia Bouchard said “All right class, does anyone not have a book?”

No one answered. She walked around to make sure everyone did indeed have a book, then said “It’s time to go back to class and then have recess. Kurt you stay by the wall for bringing that disgusting chat transcript to school.”

The whole class laughed.

Mathew added in “I didn’t think he could write in ‘moo’!”

The whole class laughed even more.

Kurt wanted to stand up for both himself and Eileen, but knew he would be suspended if he did so.”

Soon after, everyone left the library and headed back to the classroom. After a few more minutes, the little recess bell rang.

Kurt went to the building wall and began to read Holding Steady once again. Bouchard saw him and said “You will only read that at home, not while you’re punished!”

“But sometimes you make us do our unfinished homework during recess. I’m just trying to get a head start.”

“Watch it Kurt! You’re already on thin ice. Now pick up the book and sit by the wall in silence.”

Once again, Kurt began to fantasize about Eileen during his recess punishment. Somehow it seemed to Kurt that it was better to be by the wall for recess and have someone to fantasize about then to be free and have no one to fantasize about. As he was at the height of his fantasy, the bell rang.

Kurt got in line with the rest of the students and they all headed back to class. It was time for spelling class with Claudia Bouchard. They were assigned to write each spelling word ten times each. Kurt being a good speller, was soon finished and he thought of pulling out the book yet again, but didn’t want to get in any more trouble. Instead he decided to read ahead in his primer. Finally it was time for lunch. The class lined up and walked to the cafeteria in silence. The students were served nachos with chili, cheese and jalapeno peppers. Kurt ate everything on his plate, then went into a trance thinking about Eileen yet again.

“They grinded up Kurt’s girlfriend and served her in the chili.” Johacim remarked, breaking Kurt’s daydream.

Mathew then added in “Yeah, it’s the unholy eucharist.”

Everyone at the table laughed. Kurt rolled his eyes, put his head down and continued to daydream about Eileen. After lunch was over, everyone went onto the school grounds for recess while Kurt sat by the wall. He sulked in anger but knew he could prove them all wrong just by loving Eileen as best as he could. However he was worried about what his parents’ reaction would be when they found out about Eileen. He well knew that they didn’t like secrets being kept from them and they certainly did not like it when they had to be called by his teachers. He prayed and prayed that they would understand and somehow still allow him and Eileen to be together.

Finally the lunch period ended and the students headed off to big recess.

Kurt stood by the wall, once again fantasizing about Eileen. He lapsed into a trance until the bell rang.

It was now time for PE and the students were playing Put Out. Kurt purposely played terribly just to be put out and not have to participate. Finally it was time for Math class with Mrs. Lilian Kraft. The lesson was on fractions and percentages, which Kurt absorbed, but didn’t like the homework. Finally there was the dismissal bell.

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

 

Kurt and Eileen Meet-Persecuted Affection

April 2001. Early Evening, Just After Sunset…

Kurt Marchal was swimming in the Olympic sized pool at the YMCA his family belonged to. He was a lonely and awkward 14 year old with few friends. The reason for this, I assume, was that neither he nor his family was part of the clique which had formed around the catholic elementary school he attended. Though he was 14 years old, he was only in 7th grade. This was a result of persecution done to him by several school officials, forcing him to repeat the 4th grade. He had always been persecuted by teachers, staff and administrators but it had greatly worsened by 4th grade and had been downhill ever since.

As Kurt was swimming in the pool, a girl had jumped in. She looked to be about his age and he watched her. In the back of his mind he wondered if she could maybe be a companion to him. He wondered if she could somehow be the one whom he had prayed for many times to come into his life. After she resurfaced he watched her swim. She noticed him and smiled. He smiled back. She then waved. Awkwardly Kurt waved back. The girl smiled even more brightly. She then motioned for him to come to her. Gladly he did so and began stroking through the water until he was in arm’s length of her.

“Hey.” The girl spoke to him.

“Hi.” Kurt replied.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“Kurt Marchal.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Eileen Cartensen.”

“I’ve never seen you here before.”

“I just started coming here. My doctor suggested I swim for exercise. Eileen paused awkwardly and said “Everyone is mean to me because of my weight. I’m hoping you’ll be nice to me, because I saw you looking at me.”

“I sure will be nice to you because I know what you’re going through. Both teachers and classmates at my school are mean to me as well.”

“Why were you looking at me?” Eileen asked cautiously.

Kurt blushed and said “Because I think you’re pretty.”

“Even though I’m fat?” She asked with a little distress.

“That doesn’t bother me. If anything, I think it makes you even prettier!”

“Why? Because it makes my boobs big?” Eileen asked then gasped, covered her mouth and blushed.

Kurt blushed also and replied “Well that’s one reason.”

“Do you like anything else about me?”

“I like how you’re being nice to me. No one else is.”

“No one is nice to me either. Everyone makes fun of my weight, but you like it.” She paused and then continued “You seem to be nice to me as well, but I am going to ask you a dumb question.”

“What is it?”

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“I don’t. No one wants me.”

“How would you feel if I said ‘I want you’?”

“I would be very happy.”

“Good, because I do want you.”

“Oh God, Eileen. I hope you’re serious.”

“Serious as a heart attack. Do you want me as well?”

“Yes, definitely.”

“Then give me a hug!”

Kurt happily embraced her and then said “It feels so good when our bodies come close together.”

“I’ve never been touched before. What about you?”

“Never, well until you.”

“Good, then our relationship will be special.”

Kurt and Eileen continued hugging while staring deeply into each other’s eyes and smiling.

Suddenly, they heard a loud whistle, followed by “Stop hugging right now or I’ll kick both of you out.” It was the lifeguard. He seemed to be ex military and somehow extremely uptight.

“Let’s go sit outside on the lawn chairs and hold hands.” Kurt said.

“Okay. I’ll give up my exercise for a little while. It would be worth it for you though.”

So they walked to the exit and then went outside. As soon as Kurt and Eileen were out of the lifeguard’s sight they hugged again. Then, holding hands, they went lay down, each on adjacent lawn chairs.
“Aren’t the stars pretty.” Eileen asked.

“Not as pretty as you.” Kurt replied, then continued “Of course I don’t think anyone or anything is prettier than you.”

“I think you should kiss me for telling me that.”

“Sure.”

Kurt leaned over to kiss her, but then she said “I want you to ask me first though.”

“Ask you what?”

“If you can kiss me.”

“All right, here goes: Eileen Cartensen, may I kiss you?”

“You definitely may.”

Kurt leaned over once again and Eileen threw her arms around him as their lips began to lock.

“This is my first kiss.” Eileen said, beaming.

“Mine too.” Kurt replied with excitement.

There was an awkward silence, but then Kurt asked “Are you on ICQ?”

“Yes.” Eileen replied.

“Then can I have your ICQ number, you know, so we can keep in touch?”

“Yes, of course.”

“How can we write them down?”

“Let’s get dressed and then go to the lobby and we can get a pen and paper there.”

“Great.”

They kissed once more, then each walked into the respective locker rooms.

Both dressed probably quicker than ever before, then met up in the lobby.

Eileen then asked the desk clerk for a pen and scratch paper, to which she was handed it.

They then wrote down each others’ names and ICQ numbers on the half sheet of torn paper, then both called their parents from the desk phone for a ride home.

Eileen’s parents pulled up in a white mini van soon after, and she hugged Kurt goodbye, then said “Message me tonight.” Kurt nodded his head and hugged her once more.

Soon enough afterwards Kurt’s parents pulled up in a dark blue sedan and drove him home.

Upon arrival, Kurt turned on the family computer and dialed into the AOL server. After being connected he started the ICQ application and entered his number and password.

There was the sound of “Uh-Oh” as a message popped up on his screen.

It was from Eileen and read “Hey. I had a wonderful time tonight and I only hope and pray that we will have many more!”

“Of course we will, I will do everything in my power for us to be together.”

“You’re so sweet. I am so happy that you came up to me in the pool.”

“And I’m glad you motioned for me to come. Otherwise I never would have.”

“I’m falling for you quickly. I just pray you won’t break my heart and leave me.”

“I promise you that I never will. You’re the only one who ever wanted me. No one else wanted me, but somehow you do and I’ll never forget that.”

“I think I love you, Kurt. Do you love me?”

Kurt’s heart skipped a beat and then he replied “Yes, I do love you. I promise to always love you!”

“Good then my heart is so happy.”

“So is mine.”

“I guess I can prove everyone at school wrong. They always tell me that I’ll be an old lonely bachelor, but now I have you and as long as I can help it, neither of us will ever be lonely again.”

“Where do you go to school?”

“queen of heaven catholic elementary.”

“There were some kids from over there that harassed me at a Lion’s Club dance.”

“Somehow I’m not surprised. Both students and teachers harass me at that hell hole.”

“Don’t worry about them anymore because we have each other.”

“What grade are you in?”

“Eighth.”

“I’m supposed to be in Eighth, but I failed the Fourth Grade.”

“That’s all right, maybe I could help you study from now on. I’m very good at English and Reading and I even like to read and write. In fact I want to write love stories for a living when I’m all grown up.”

“All I’m good at is History, but I would like it a lot if you helped me.”

“What do you want to be when you’re all grown up?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Maybe since you like History you could be a newspaper journalist or an online blogger. I could help you write your articles and we could be a team!”

“I’m very happy that you see a future with me.”

“Of course I see a future with you. I could use our relationship as an inspiration to the love stories I write!”

“I know this is a little off topic, but if there’s ever another Lion’s Club dance, I’ll go with you and show you off to everyone. And if anyone is mean to you, I’ll just hug and kiss you in front of all of them. Then I’ll tell them all off.”

“Oh, how I want you right now!”

“I’m yours, both now and forever!”

“Hey my parents just told me I have to get to bed, but message me the next time you’re going to the Y so we can swim together.”

“Will do. You know what?”

“What?”

“I love you!”

“I love you too.”

Eileen then signed off and Kurt printed out a transcript of their conversation. He then folded up the papers and placed them in his nightshirt close to his heart.

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

Christmas Day Part One-Second Chances

My medication has worn off and I am waking up in my girlfriend’s arms.

It is Christmas Morning and she is sleeping with her head on my chest.

I give her a gentle kiss and then just lay there.

She is slowly waking up as well and she pecks me on the cheek.

“Merry Christmas, baby!” I whisper to her.

She smiles from ear to ear and replies, “Merry Christmas,” Then puts her glasses on.

I hug her tightly. She moans and coos with happiness.

We exchange several kisses but then she says, “Okay, I have to potty now-my bladder is full and I’m about to burst!”

I let go and she walks to the bathroom.

I wait for her on the convertible sofa.

I then hear the toilet flush and the sink turn on and off.

She steps out and kisses me as she playfully says, “Did you miss me?”

I simply blush and nod. Then I kiss her in return. She hugs me and buries her face in my chest.

“Now I have to go as well!” I tell her.

“The bathroom is all yours!” She replies.

I enter the bathroom then relieve my bladder. Then I flush the toilet and wash my hands.

She is putting away the bed of the convertible sofa as I exit the bathroom.

After she is done, she motions for me to sit on the sofa with her.

We sit close to each other holding hands and looking at the Christmas tree.

“I wish I knew you existed sooner because I would have bought you a gift for Christmas,” She tells me.

“Just give me your faith, your loyalty and your affections!”

“Oh, as far as I can see you will always have those!”

“I too wish we would have met much sooner, though.”

“Yes, but we have each other now!”

“If you will always be this sweet, I can honestly say that you were worth the wait!”

“Aww. Thank you!” She says then kisses me.

I begin to play with her long reddish blonde hair, to which she giggles.

She pulls my face into her breasts, which turns me on immensely.

I begin to kiss her breasts and she then says, “If we go any further, it will be a sin.”

“You’re right. I don’t want to commit that sin because then God might punish us and cause us to split up.”

“I don’t ever want that, because you seem so perfect for me.”

“And I would rather have you by my side forever and not sin instead of having a few fleeting moments of pleasure with you and then lose you!”

“Just hearing you say those words makes me want you even more though!”

“We need to pray for an escape route. If it didn’t offend God so much, I would indeed make love to you!”

“Ditto!”

One of the room mates comes walking out of her room and asks my girlfriend, “Could you make us all some coffee?”

“Will do.”

The room mate then asks me, “We buy a coffee and chicory blend that is really famous in this city. Would you like to try some?”

“Sure,” I tell her.

“Boil some milk too!” She tells my girlfriend.

“I’ll help,” I interject.

My girlfriend gets two sauce pans and a French press coffee maker out of the cabinets.

She then tells me, “Draw some water into one of the sauce pans and pour some milk in the other.”

“Will do!” I tell her.

I turn on the kitchen tap and draw some water in the pot then I get a gallon of milk from the refrigerator and pour some milk into the other.

My girlfriend then hands me a box of matches and says, “You’ll need these to start the stove burners.”

“Okay. I think my stove is like that too. Of course this house reminds me a lot of my house.”

“I’d like to see your house if that’s all right.”

“Sure. I’d be honored for you to be my guest!”

My girlfriend coos again then kisses me.

I light the stove and put the water on a high fire and the milk on a low fire.

My girlfriend pours the coffee bean and chicory root grinds into the French press.

We stand in the kitchen, waiting for the water and milk to boil. It’s quite cold, so we cling to each other for warmth.

I gently rub her love handles and she rubs my buttocks.

We sweetly stare into each others’ eyes, lost in time.

Finally, the water is at a rolling boil and the milk is warm enough.

The other room mate is waking up.

“Could you make us all some French Toast?” She asks.

“Sure.” She pauses, then looks at me and says, “Pour the boiling water into the top of the coffee maker and lower the milk to the lowest setting possible.”

I pour the boiling water and am greeted with an amazing aroma of the coffee and chicory brewing.

“Could you go to the Lazy Susan and get some nutmeg and vanilla extract?”

“Sure thing, baby!” I tell her.

While I find those, she is getting a big bowl from the cabinets and beating some eggs in it. I had her the vanilla and nutmeg, to which she pours it into the mixture.

“One more thing, get me a cup of sugar, baby.”

“I’m on it.” I tell her.

I get some measuring spoons and pour a cup of sugar into the mixture.

She mixes it all together, then takes the old loaf of sliced bread and dunks every piece into the mixture.

Afterwards, she takes a couple pats of butter and drops them in a skillet.

She lights the middle burner of the stove and the butter melts.

Once the melted butter is sizzling, she begins to cook the pieces of bread.

Finally they are all done.

She places the French Toast on a platter.

We all sit at the table and one of the room mates says grace.

My girlfriend takes a ladle and scoops some of the hot milk into the four coffee mugs, then she pours the coffee and chicory brew into the cups.

We all serve ourselves some French Toast.

As I eat, I say, “This is amazing.”

One room mate says, “You’ve got a good woman on your hands so you need to treat her right,”

“He does,” My girlfriend says.

The other room mate adds in, “Yes he does. I heard him say how he wants her by his side forever instead of just for a few fleeting moments of pleasure. Guys like that are very rare!”

I blush and smile from ear to ear.

The first room mate says, “That’s very sweet!” She then looks at my girlfriend and says, “You have a good man, so treat him right as well!”

My girlfriend and I share a sweet kiss then go back to eating.

One of the room mates ask me, “How’s the coffee?”

“It’s awesome!” I tell her, “Never had anything like it before.”

“Well, get used to it if you’re going to live in our city!”

“I do like it here, I must admit. I knew it would be a safe haven for those with my illness but I didn’t think I would do this well!”

“You’re blessed-remember that!” My girlfriend tells me.

One room mate then says, “Why don’t y’all walk around the neighborhood and have fun together. We’re going visit our family.”

“You would show me your house!” My girlfriend says.

“Okay. I’ll do that.”

“Just remember to always be good to each other,” The other room mate says.

My girlfriend clears the table and we wash the dishes.

Then her room mates get in their car and leave.

We bundle up then go for a walk…

Back to “Second Chances”

Christmas Eve Part Two-Second Chances

The house that my girlfriend and her room mates live in is a lot like mine. It must have been built around the same time.

I knock on the door and am greeted by one of my girlfriend’s room mates. It is the one who set us up.

“Come in,” She says.

I push my shopping cart loaded with cherry cordial and RC Cola, into the house, as I tell her, “This is for all of you from me.”

“Thanks. That was really nice of you,” She says.

“My pleasure,” I reply.

The other room mate comes into the living room and says, “Our room mate is crazy about you, just so you know, so I hope you only have good intentions with her. She’s had her heart broken before, so you better treat her right and not hurt her!”

“I’m crazy about her, as well, actually and I myself have been hurt before, so I will make it my utmost effort to treat her with reverence and love!”

“We’re holding you to that statement!”

“Where is she anyway?”

“She’s using the toilet right now but she’ll be out shortly. Just make yourself comfortable.”

I sit on the sofa. The television and cable box are tuned to the Music Choice Channel that plays Christmas Music.

I listen to the music while the two other room mates prepare the food.

Suddenly, I hear the toilet flush. Then I hear the sink turn on and off.

My girlfriend then walks into the living room and sweetly greets me wearing a knee length red dress, long white socks and brown buckle shoes as she says, “Sorry I wasn’t there to let you in but I had to potty real badly.”

“Oh, that’s all right,” I tell her.

We then share a sweet kiss.

“Is that us sealing our pact?” She asks.

I reply, “No that was just a greeting.”

I kiss her even more strongly and sweetly, then say, “This is us sealing our pact!”

She then hugs me really tightly and I gently rub her love handles.

We then sit on the sofa together and I pull the weather radio out of my shopping car, then say, “I wanted to give you and your room mates this, so y’all can be alerted to bad weather. I can set it up for you if you want.”

She looks at it and then says, “Cool that was really sweet of you,”

“Well, I always want to be prepared,”

“I know and it’s very cute!”

Her two room mates walk into the living room and she holds up the Weather Radio still in its package and says, “Look what my boyfriend got us!”

“Neat. That will come in handy during the spring and summer,” One room mate says.

The other one tells me girlfriend, “Since you stay in the living room, you can put it on the table next to your convertible sofa and if there is a tornado in the middle of the night, it will wake you up, then you can come get us and we can all go inside the hall closet.”

I then interject and say, “It also has a compartment for backup batteries, so y’all can take it in the closet and listen for progress of the bad weather. I have one set up in my house,”

“Do you own or rent?”

“I own. I have to pay a mortgage for the next thirty years, but at least it’s mine,”

“Cool we’re cousins and our family owns this house. We both work and we can easily commute to our jobs from here so that’s why we stay here. We met your girlfriend at church and we let her stay with us.”

“I help out with the utilities whenever I get my disability check and I keep it clean,” My girlfriend adds in.

One of the room mates says, “She’s very sweet, you’ve got a good woman on your hands!”

The other one answers, “He seems like a keeper though and they do make a cute couple!”

“Thanks for the kind words. I could really use some encouragement,” I tell them.

“Is something bothering you?” My girlfriend asks.

“We can talk about it later, because we’re having a good time and I don’t want to ruin that, but my next door neighbor is making trouble with me,” I tell her.

“I won’t mind if we talk about it now, besides we made a pact, so let me help you!”

“Okay, here goes: my next door neighbor has been stalking and harassing me ever since I moved in the other day. He watched me make groceries at Melinda’s and then pay for them with my EBT card. As I was walking in my yard, he commented that his taxes paid for my groceries and that I was a lazy mooch,”

One of the room mates then said, “You have a medical condition and you need help, so don’t feel bad, in fact take advantage of it. Our friend also has a medical condition and Lord knows she deserves all the help she can get.”

The other room mate continues, “You probably don’t get enough from disability to buy much food, so you do indeed need food stamps.”

“It gets worse though, he was harassing me again today and threatened to report me to the government because he thinks I am faking my disability,”

My girlfriend says, “He thinks you’re faking it because your medicine obviously works very well, but those in the government know how you would be if you didn’t have that medicine, and they know how that medicine hinders any significant amount of work, so they won’t cut your benefits. But just to be on the safe side, we can all pray for you!”

I hug my girlfriend to which she begins to play with my hair, then I say, “Thank you. I do feel better now!”

She kisses me, then says, “Of course. You know we made a pact though and I can be a handful at times too!”

“And I promise to try my durn well best to comfort you when you have an episode. You wouldn’t break up with me during an episode though?”

“No. I would never break up with you! I know a good man when I see one and the only way you could lose me is if I died or you became abusive.”

“Well, I was abused in all kinds of ways by my ex wife, yes it happens to men as well, so I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. I would only hit someone if my life or the life of someone I care about were in danger.”

One of the room mates then say, “She was sexually and physically assaulted by an illegal Mexican immigrant and that is why she is like she is.”

“The other one adds in, “But she is really sweet in spite of all that and as long as you are good to her, she will make you her king.”

“I know she told me this the other night. And just for the record I want her to be my queen! She knows this already, but if it makes y’all feel better, my abusive ex wife is also a Mexican!”

“Most people our age can’t stand Trump and maybe it’s because he is a disgusting individual, but at least he has a backbone and tries to do what’s best for the country,” One room mate says.

“Yes and he knows the Mexicans are a threat to our safety and security, not to mention they suck up resources that y’all need desperately, so he tries to keep them out of this country,” She pauses then says, “We’re both nurses so we see all of the people that are physically harmed by the Mexicans.”

My girlfriend then says, “I’m afraid of the Mexicans, don’t get me wrong, but it’s Christmas which is about Christ coming into this world to save us from our sins and Christ wants to save the Mexicans as much as He saved all of us! We all need a savior in His eyes!”

I feel convicted over what my girlfriend just said, but I say, “You’re so right baby, Jesus Christ is the reason for Christmas, and I must say you have a very Christlike spirit!”

“You do too and that is the main reason why I must confess that I am falling for you. I hope you feel the same way.”

I look into her puppy dog eyes then I tell her with a kiss, “I most certainly do feel the same way my only regret is that we didn’t meet much sooner!”

She steals a kiss. Then she plants several kisses all over my face.

“Y’all are so sweet!” One room mate says.

“And cute too!” The other one adds in.

They then go into the kitchen and continue preparing the dinner.

My girlfriend and I snuggle together on the sofa. She rests her head on my chest and I plant several kisses on her.

Time goes by quickly and then the dinner is served.

Happily we eat, then we watch Christmas movies.

Her two room mates then go off to bed.

I look at my watch. It is now near midnight and snowing outside.

“You don’t have to go home, you can snuggle with me all night long. I’d hate for you to walk home in the snow.”

“I’d like to stay, but I do revere you and our relationship.”

“Then be reverent and snuggle with me all night long. I won’t make you do anything sinful, although, I definitely want to do more than snuggle with you!”

“I desire you as well, no one has ever turned me on like you do!” I pause then continue, “But I want The Lord to bless our relationship,”

“Well, if it makes you feel better, we won’t have any privacy to do anything sinful, but you can still snuggle with me throughout the night. In fact, I’d really like that!”

“Very well, I’ll stay!”

I take my medicine with a sip of RC Cola and a few green beans from the casserole.

She begins to kiss me passionately.

We roll out the bed then get under the covers and snuggle all night long.

She sleeps partially on top of me and wraps her legs around me.

It is the happiest night I’ve had in a very long time…

Back to “Second Chances”

Christmas Eve Part One-Second Chances

It’s Christmas Eve Morning and I am waking up on my living room sofa.

I look my Casio wristwatch and it indicates that it is 10:59 in the morning.

My smartphone is charging on the nightstand next to my sofa.

I unplug it, then I give my newly found girlfriend a call.

It rings once, then I hear her answer, “Hey you!”

“Hey,” I reply.

“I’m glad you called,”

“Of course. How could I forget,”

She then giggles happily.

I continue, “I just wanted to touch base with you because I am just waking up.”

“Aw that’s sweet,” She pauses and then continues, “Are you doing anything this evening?”

“No, I hadn’t planned anything.”

“Then maybe you could come to me and my two room mates’ house and have dinner.”

“I’d really like that!”

“You would?”

“Of course. It means I get to visit a beautiful young lady!” I pause, then continue, “Now which beautiful young lady am I talking about?”

“ME!” She replies with a happiness in her voice.

“That’s right and don’t ever forget it”! I tell her.

“You just made my heart flutter!”

“And you make my life so bright!”

“I wish we would have met a lot sooner!”

“So do I!” I pause then ask her, “Is there anything I could bring?”

“You don’t have to bring anything but you’re handsome self.”

“But I have an ulterior motive-I want to stay on your two room mates’ good side because I want out relationship to work as smoothly as possible and there be no drama.”

“Aw, you’re so thoughtful! If you want then, you could bring some Cherry Cordials and a couple two liter bottles of RC Cola, then. We all drink RC Cola like crazy and we’ve been craving some Cherry Cordials!”

“Consider it done, then!”

“Yay!”

“What were you doing when I called?”

“I was getting ready to take a bath.”

“I’ll be doing that too so I can get ready for the day.”

“Where are you going to buy the candy and soft drink for tonight?”

“I was going to go to Melinda’s.”

“I know you’re on a fixed income, so maybe you could go to The Dollar General instead where they will be cheaper,”

“You mean The Ruble General!”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh. That’s a joke I made up year ago. The Ruble was the official currency of The Soviet Union and I always say that shopping at The Dollar General is like shopping in The Soviet Union because of the long lines and product shortages.”

“Oh. Now I get it. You’re so smart and funny!”

“Thank you! I’m glad you think so!” I pause then ask, “Do you know where one is?”

“Just across the train tracks. RC Cola is on sale for 2 liters for 85 cents and the Cherry Cordials might be on clearance by now.”

“I might see some trains then. I think trains are so cool!”

“You’re going to like it in this city-there are plenty of trains!”

“There’s a much more important reason why I like this city, though!”

“What is it?”

“Because you live here!”

“You’re making me blush!”

“You’re so cute when you blush! Well you’re always cute!”

“I wish I was there to kiss you!”

“I would definitely kiss you in return!”

“I know you would and I feel so happy!”

“I hope I’ll always make you happy!”

“Just always be as sweet as you are and just be patient with me even on my bad days and you will always make me happy!”

“I have bad days too, so I could somewhat relate to you, so I’ll be patient with you. Please be patient with me as well!”

“Then let’s make a pact: We will always be patient and understanding with each other, especially our mental issues!”

“Agreed! And I wish I was there to seal that pact with a kiss!”

“Aw well you may kiss me as soo as you see me this evening!” She pauses then says, “Not may, but must! You must kiss me!”

“I’d be honored to! Speaking of that, what time should I cross over?”

“Five PM is fine.”

“I’ll be there!”

“Yay! Now, we both need to bathe to get ready for the day, but I cannot wait to see you this evening!”

“As do I! Now you go enjoy your bath!”

“You too.”

“Okay bye.”

“Bye baby!”

We then hang up.

I go into my bathroom and open the valve on my wall heater, then strike a match and light it.

I then draw some hot water and sit down in the tub.

I wash my hair with my favorite shampoo then I wash my body with Dial soap.

It’s nice and warm so I relax for a while.

I feel my face and, even though I look clean shaven there is still a slight amount of facial hair, so I shave.

Afterwards, I rub some conditioner on my face and dry off.

I go into my bedroom and put on some black dress pants and a white tee shirt. Then I put on my belt socks shoes and an Evergreen Oxford shirt.

I sit on my bed then check my bank account on my smartphone.

There is $35.66 left in my account.

I know what I’ll do: I’ll go to Melinda’s and buy a Weather Radio for my girlfriend and her two room mates as a house warming present. Then I will buy the candy and soft drinks from The Dollar General.

I put my jacket on then I walk out of my front door, locking it behind me. Then I walk down my steps, across my front yard, out of the gate to my cyclone fence and off to Melinda’s.

My neighbor is angrily staring at me the entire time, but I manage to ignore him.

I make it to Melinda’s and I go to the housewares section.

I look feverishly for the Weather Radios but I don’t see any.

A clerk is passing by on skates, so I ask him, “What happened to all your Weather Radios?”

“Check the clearance bin,” He replies.

“Will do.”

So I walk to the clearance bin in the fron of the store. There is one Midland WR-120EZ marked down to $5 from $29.99. I’m thrilled. I pick it up then get in line to check out.

Finally it is my turn.

The young cashier scans my Weather Radio and I tell her, “Tell your boss that I say thank you for such an awesome deal! This will make a good gift for my girlfriend and her room mates.”

She smiles and says, “Well we’re glad you found it!” T

She tells me my total then I pay with my debit card.

I’m approved then a receipt is printed out.

“Do you need a bag?”

“No thank you.”

She hands me my receipt, then I say, “Thank you also for working on Christmas Eve and I want you to have a Merry Christmas!”

“Same to you and yours!”

I leave Melinda’s and walk back home.

My neighbor is picking up pecans from his pecan tree when he sees me with the Weather Radio in its package.

“What junk did you buy with my tax money?”

“A gift for my girlfriend.”

“You don’t deserve a girlfriend.”

“That’s none of your business.”

“It should be my business because you and her are going to make a baby and then the government is going to pay for it.”

“I’m going inside because I won’t dignify that with a response.”

“Because you know I am right.”

I up my steps, unlock my door and enter then lock it behind me.

I place the Weather Radio on my sofa, then I go to my utility room and get my personal shopping cart and push it through my living room then out of the front door, which I lock.

Then I guide it down my steps, across my front yard then out of my gate and along the sidewalk to The Dollar General.

I head east.

My neighbor asks me, “Where are you going now?”

“Why does it matter?” I ask him.

“If you live off the government you should have to give an account for all that you do and everywhere you go,”

“Well thank God you’re not in power,”

“I served my country though and I think you owe me some respect,”

“Yeah from what I hear you served your country to avoid jail time!”

“If you disrespect me again, I’m going to kick you where the sun doesn’t shine,”

“You lay one hand on me and I will press charges. Now if you want to be such a jerk, don’t talk to me again!”

“You’re just a spoiled, entitled snowflake brat and I question whether or not you’re really disabled. You just need to be horsewhipped in my opinion and I should report you to the government.”

“You’re harassing and threatening a mentally disabled person and if you don’t stop, I’m calling the cops!” I tell him as I pull out my smartphone.

“You may have won the battle but you haven’t won the war,” He says, then goes inside.

I make my long walk to The Dollar General, thinking about how I could lose my benefits if the wrong people in the government believe my neighbor.

The anxiety compels me to walk, so I walk hard making it to The Dollar General in record time.

I buy five boxes of Cherry Cordials and five two Liter bottles of RC Cola and pay for my items then go back home, making it back in record time.

I enter my gate, then cut across my front yard and up my steps. I unlock my front door and enter locking it behind me.

Then I sit at my computer and write for my blog until its almost 5 PM.

I then place all my purchases in my shopping cart, then I grab my EDC back and walk out the front door, locking it behind me.

Afterwards, I cut across my front yard then out of my gate and walk to my girlfriend and her room mates’ house, arriving there at 5 PM sharp…

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