Prologue This story is truth, the balance is poetic license, now at the age of yrs I can see what it was all about although, at the time it was just us being us. No names or places have been changed as it would, I feel be unfair to the one who I owe the most too and he deserves better than that. The story is set in the early fifties so there was no television, videos or computers as will become evident as the story progresses. I have made observations during this story for the sake of clarity and continuity although it is only know

Lets Hear It For The Boy I awoke the next morning to see that it was still dark and then noticed the time was only . oclock, but I knew that I would not get to sleep again so decided to get out of bed and have my first coffee of the day and do some thinking.

I walked into the kitchen to find the coffee pot on the boil and Sioni preparing a salad, I found it hard to grasp his age as he was so competent in and around the apartment nothing troubled him in the housework. I took a mental note to ask him later about it. Sioni glanced over his shoulder at me as I entered his big doe eyes making unspoken suggestions to me, and then that smile again. I was sure he had pulled his lavalava tighter than before to accentuate his little butt for me.

The weather outside was still atrocious so I wandered into the lounge room naked with the padding of those feet behind me. I switched on the TV and then Sioni asked me "Do you have any of those sort of tapes?" Trying not to call it porn. "Yes I do, want to watch some" "Can I please" "Ok then but it is not to be talked about outside the apartment" The shocked look on his face said it all "Oh Ben Id never do that, Im your friend only?" as though that explained everything for me. I let him go through the tapes I had until he found one he liked then put it on for

How did this come about? there laying in front of me was the key I had spent thirty years searching for and Im still not sure how it all happened. I had, as was usual on a nice sunny day in the early afternoon, gone to Cornwall Park to sit watching and listening to the families picnicing and playing. I had done this many times before to break the boredom and loneliness of my life and to elicit some feeling of

That evening as I sat back and watched TV I had a nice warm comfortable feeling about everything that had happened although I was still,in the back of my mind, fighting a battle with my consience about Sionis age wich was getting harder to not deny especially as he was curled up on a cushion on the floor in front of me with his body between my legs and his arms resting on my knees. I did not take much notice of what was on the television but instead let my mind drift where it wanted and as the thoughts came and went I began to realise how empty my life had been before he appeared,was it true that there was someone for everyone,or is that just an old wives tale to make

Hello Darkness My Old Friend. Well I suppose you would like to know who I am first like most stories so here goes, Im " tall, slim and weigh lbs, Im also closer to years old than I am to so you can see Im no spring chicken so what am I doing here when all you want to read about is young and handsome teenagers? Firstly I did not think I would ever be here and secondly I have to leave something behind me so that someone will know that I was once here.

I stood there looking down at the old man laying on the bed, there was a familiarity about him that I could not put my finger on, around me were all the friends that he had known, here to pay homage to his life and the memories that he induced. The bedroom had an etherial feel to it and the others around the bed appeared to be standing in a soft mist as they talked about the old mans accomplishments and how he had assisted this one, or that one, how he had always been there for another one. The hushed whispering of their words bringing a solemnity to the room, I looked around trying to

If I Was a Rich Man As I returned to the table I could see Benny talking to Del and appeared to be in quite a shocked state so I asked what was going on. "Oh John Mr. Del wants me to pay for the breakfast and I tried to tell him that Ive no money and he keeps saying to put it on my bill and I dont have a bill and, and, everything." "Ok Benny Ill try to sort it out for you then, now Del whats all this about?" "Well Mr. Chapman as I tried to explain to Master Chapman its the custom of this restaurant that the first time you dine here

Red Sails In The Sunset Dinner for the two of us was the complete opposite of breakfast being as Benny wanted something simple so it was off to the Big Mack country for our evening meal but after just one burger and one small fries he was full, so then it was out to the movies and it was agreed that he picked one he liked and I would just tag along, as I was not a great movie enthusiast, but he found a good blood and guts one he liked so the evening was not to bad after all. We left the cinema at around ten oclock and made our way back to the one room with all the arrangements made for the movers tomorrow at nine am and then we were out of here and the new life would