Path to Our Future part 9 - Sex Stories

Path to Our Future part 9

... matching broken hands,” Jean says moving over me,” And you were perfectly fine with a few of your friends and your son at the time of the incident.” “I had nothing to do with your ex,” another lie but again, need to. “And you don’t think that the first time I let you into my bed was right after that is a coincidence,” Jean tells me and now I’m a bit surprised,” You protected me. I knew liked a man who can take care of me, that means all of me and besides it’s not like I wanted his creepy ass around anyway.” She figured out a bit about me, never thought anyone would but if anyone should it’s her. I’m not sure how to fully handle that but considering it puts her in a good mood, a really good mood, I let it go and we settle in for sleep. Next morning Guy sitting at the table with the rest of the family but my boy is a zombie, barely moving and while he is attempting to eat he’s throwing up fast and hard. His girls get him settled in and I sit in a chair in his room watching him for a while as he sleeps. Imelda pulls me away after an hour and tells me that they have something on Romeo. I tell her that her people can handle it and return to my boy, this will pass. Hector: 2 days later Fucking Romeo didn’t get any real jail time and everyone was so distracted because Guy was being railroaded for bullshit charges that nobody even noticed. Now he’s fucking up MY friend’s life for about six months when we finally get some good news. That little Japanese friend of Guy’s just got us a ...

... location on where Romeo is living. Gated fucking community and his parents have cameras on the house. I knew he had money, we all did but this is impossible for us to do the way we want to. Carlos is taking things slowly and while that’s good I am done waiting to catch up to little Romeo, over a year worth of waiting. Yeah I let Guy handle shit for me but you stab someone they gonna come find you and so here I am in nice clothing, very preppy shirt and tie with slacks glasses, walking through his neighborhood heading towards his house. It’s not difficult to find and I can see that someone is home with him, probably his Mom or Dad. I knock on the door and wait and when a woman answers I have to channel my educated white boy. “Good Afternoon Mrs. Salazar, my name is Jamie, I went to school with your son last year and when I found out he lived in the neighborhood I had to stop by to visit. Is he home,” I ask being very polite. “Of course, Romeo hasn’t had a lot of friends come over since last year,” Mrs. Salazar tells me showing me inside,” He’s in his room probably working on college projects. After all that pain he went through nobody would speak with him so he decided to do school online.” I nod and listen as she shows me to his room and when she introduces me I can honestly say this is a tough moment for me. “Romeo your friend Jamie from high school is here to see you,” She says letting me in and as we lock eyes I get a good look at him. Romeo was very preppy and pretty boy ...