Angel
My son probably told him, and he answered me like this:
- I'll pick him up in a month starting today. I have several things to take care of first. If he changes his mind, let me know.
I hung up the phone. I don't know if I'm relieved or pissed off. Another month with Angel next to me. I grab that photo again, that one that served as more than a memory to me. It helped me to jerk off, looking at Mary's beautiful face. The truth is that, over the years, I don't know if it was just Mary's face that turned me on. Angel was really the reincarnation of the mother. He, at 18, was Mary in men's clothing.