Your job is to be the best Jeff and Timmy you can be. I thinkyou can do that."Jeff and Timmy both looked at him. "So we should just be ourselves?" I t...hink so. And even though your mom has been mean to you, now she isgoing to like a child, because she has lost her sight. Show her the lovethat you want you to feel yourselves. Now maybe your father, as well asyour mother, will finally see you for who you are, not who they wantedyou to be be."At this point Aunt Margaret walked into the chapel.. I was guessing that he was maybe in his early thirties tops, neatly dressed in a dark overcoat."You went to West Virginia?" Yeah, played for 'em when they still sucked," he laughed."What'd you play?" I asked with real interest now."Special teams and I started as an end for half my senior year," he replied. He was six-five easy, a broken nose that healed out of line a bit; he towered over me, and was a good foot and a half taller than my Ellen who was a very petite five-one."Sure you won't have. He didn't stop there. Gentle kisses on my eyebrows, my cheeks, my nose, under my ears. All over my face and then my neck. He hit a spot with one that brought shivers to my spine."What got you into this mood?" Shhhh." Instead of his finger, he used his lips to silence me, pushing me backwards, guiding me towards our bed.As he pushed me up against the bed, I said, "Careful with the knees."He looked at me with concern. "Did I hurt you?" No. They're still a little tender; I just wanted to warn. See you later.” I left and thought, Gees, that was fun. Now it’s lunch time. And boy could I use it.Chapter 2 Welcome to my life. My name is Wade Curzon. Yea I know it’s a weird name but, oh well, its mine and I’m proud of it. Well lets give a quick background on me with a quick description. I’m about 5' 10". I got a well toned body, nothing to muscled but enough to make it look like I work out. I have long brown hair with a slightly tanned body. I weigh in at about 160, and I am 18. I go to.