| DAY 2 |
| Jeff awoke to the smell of breakfast. Harry called room service for some scrambled eggs, toast, and bacon. He managed to tumble out of bed. He greeted his dad and hopped into the shower to rinse his morning stink away. His breath still smelled of Brandy and his tank top soaked with sweat. It was extremely hot and humid during the night. He stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He immediately turned on the faucets inside the bathtub and let the water adjust to an even temperature. As it was doing so, he took off his night clothes and tossed them on the floor. He walked past the sink and gazed into the mirror hanging above it; and he quickly eyed his own body up and down. �Why can�t I get a good boyfriend? I�m good enough looking I think...... What�s wrong with me?.....� Jeff thought to himself as he stared emptily into the mirror. He placed his hands on the sides of the porcelain coated sink and hung his head in deep thought. He remained standing there for a few moments until thick steam started filling the room. He felt the vapor brushing against his naked body. Jeff looked over at the shower, realizing that he had left the water running. So he walked over to the shower and turned the hot water handle down a bit and then climbed in and proceeded in taking a nice, long shower. ~~~~~ After his shower, he ate the toast, eggs, and bacon his father had ordered. Then they got ready for another day of site-seeing. Harry and Jeff went down the elevator and headed out the front doors of the hotel. Jeff stepped out first and as soon as he did, a couple men were passing down the sidewalk. Jeff stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened. One of the two men passing by was that tough good looking cop he saw at the airport. He was wearing a white shirt and brown tie again, but this time he had a brown sport jacket over top that matched the tie. And he had on lighter colored slacks on. Jeff noticed he looked exceptionally sexy fully dressed up, but he sure did miss seeing his biceps. The cop was walking alongside a clean-cut guy with slicked back hair. He wore a pair of glasses which made him look extremely intellectual. His attire consisted of an ash colored sport jacket and slacks, a black suit vest, a white button-up shirt and a red and black striped tie. The two of them certainly looked like detective partners, but Jeff couldn�t be for sure, although what really gave him the impression was because of the bust at the airport. As the men walked by, Jeff overheard a bit of their conversation. �I tell ya, Exley, we got them right where we want them. All we have to do is sit and wait it out and we WILL get them. Don�t worry,� said Bud to the other man, Exley. �I don�t know, Bud. I trust ya. You�re the best partner I had but.....� And as the other man was talking, Bud turned his head towards Jeff�s direction and seemed to pause a glance at him. And then he winked..... and turned his head back and continued walking forward with his friend. �But what, Exley? What is there to doubt about this case.....� And their voices trailed off as they kept walking down the sidewalk. Jeff fixated his eyes on Bud as he walked away. He felt his heart racing. Harry, standing behind Jeff was wondering what kept him. �What�s the matter, Jeff?� he asked. �That man..... it�s the cop from the airport that busted that other guy,� Jeff replied. Harry paused a moment then continued, � ....Oh...yea... that�s right. Your FBI lover.� Jeff sneered at his dad and then followed through with a response, �But did you see that!? He winked at me.� �I�m sure he did..� Harry replied with a bit of uncertainty in his voice. �He did!! I tell ya. As he walked by he turned his head and winked at me!!� Jeff ejaculated with such joy in his tone of voice. His heart lightened up and a huge smile came across his face. This was the happiest he�d been since he arrived in L.A. Harry noticed how happy his son looked at the moment, at the thought that a guy that he liked actually might like him back. �Well, Jeff, I�m glad to see you happy once again. Now how �bout that zoo?� Jeff looked away from his father and down the sidewalk in which Bud had walked away from him. He smiled gleefully, � Yea. Let�s get going, mate.� ~~~~~ After practically a whole day at the zoo, they went out to eat again. They sat down at a nice caf� called Panera Bread; a nice soup and sandwich place. Afterwards they returned to the hotel to take a break. �So, Jeff, you enjoy yourself better today?� Jeff looked at his dad with a little more gleam in his eye, �Yea actually. I did.� �...So... you wanna go out to some clubs tonight then?� Harry asked. �My pick?� Jeff returned his question with a question of his own. �Sure...why not. It�s your birthday trip by the way.� What Jeff was hinting at was going out to gay bars. That�s the type of place Jeff felt most comfortable at. There were many gay bars back at home in Australia. And it wouldn�t be the first time his dad accompanied him out to one of these bars. In fact, one night, he went on a whole club hopping spree with his son, just to see what it was all about. He wasn�t that way himself, but figured if Jeff liked it so much, then there�s gotta be something good about it. Well, it wasn�t quite for Harry, but he did enjoy himself somewhat. It was a fun atmosphere. And he figured he�d go again just for Jeff, so that he wouldn�t have to go alone. Jeff appreciated the gesture. ~~~~~ They pressed inwards through the doors of some club called L.A. Passion. It was quite the lively atmosphere inside; loud rock music playing and just a huge mass of people, all men of course. Along the side of the little joint were a bunch of pool tables where there were some games in progress. In the middle of the place was a dance floor where couples got their grooves on to the music. And along the other side of the place was the bar and further on down some tables. Jeff and Harry immediately headed over to the bar and sat down on a couple stools. Jeff looked around with wide eyes at all the excitement going on, and also checking out the local scenery. There were quite a few good looking guys here he thought to himself. Harry went straight to ordering a couple beers for the two of them; they hadn�t had a beer since they arrived and it was about to bloody kill him. The bartender brought him the drinks. He was an older man in his 40s about. He wore a leather vest, open wide; had quite a hairy chest, �Here ya go, guy. You here for a good time?� The bartender asked and winked at him. �Ah, I�m just here for my son,� Harry replied and nodded his head in Jeff�s direction, �He is....not me.� �That�s a real shame if I may say so,� and the bartender winked again at Harry and pointed is finger like a pistol and clicked his tongue. And then walked away down the end of the bar to another customer. Harry couldn�t help but to chuckle to himself. Was quite flattering actually, he thought to himself. Harry handed Jeff the beer; they drank them down rather quickly so Harry ordered a couple more. And then they finished those as well. But Harry didn�t order more quite yet. They sat talking to each other; half shouting over the noise level. And then the bartender brought Jeff another glass of beer. He pointed down towards the other end of the bar as he handed it to him. Jeff peered down the length of the bar and saw a young man sitting with a glass of beer in front of him. He had his arms folded up on the bar top and was staring at Jeff smiling. Jeff turned towards his dad for a quick word and Harry brushed his hand signaling him to go ahead and have a good time. So Jeff left his stool and took his beer with him and walked down to the young man who had bought him a drink. Jeff sat down next to the guy and started talking. After a bit, they went over to an empty pool table and began a game. Harry sat and admired his son having a good time. Eventually the two parted and Jeff came back over to sit with his dad. �What�s the matter, Jeff?� �Oh..nothing. It was just friendly chat. We�re only here for a week y�know. It�s not like I expect to go home with any guy while we�re here,� Jeff replied. �Yea... I�m sorry. You know me, mate. Always tryin� to make a life time romance out of everything,� Harry said back to Jeff, trying to comfort him, � But you will find Mr. Right soon enough, don�t you worry.� Jeff smiled back at his dad. He didn�t quite believe in his father�s words, but he could only wish they were true. He tried to keep light hearted about the situation and enjoy the rest of his time in L.A. Around 1 AM, they grabbed a taxi and went back to their hotel. As they were walking through the lobby towards the elevator, the young secretary called out to them. �Umm... Mr. Mitchell?� she said shyly. Immediately Harry turned to the desk and started walking towards the lady, �Yea?� he asked. �Oh, I�m sorry. I meant the other Mr. Mitchell,� responded back the secretary. A look of puzzlement fell across Jeff�s face. He was afraid she was going to ask him out and he�d have to go through the entire spool again. Not that he cared; he wasn�t the least bit ashamed, but got tired of having to explain himself to everyone. But he approached the desk anyway. �What�s up?� he asked with a false happy tone to his voice, not distinguishable to her, but relatively known to Jeff. �Someone stopped in earlier to see you.� �Really? Who was it?� Jeff asked, excited yet confused. �I don�t know. He didn�t leave his name.� The words �hi� and �his� really struck Jeff�s attention. The thought of a guy seeking him out really thrilled him, and in the back of his mind he prayed it was Bud, that sexy cop who had so mystically caught his heart. �Well could you describe him?� �Well.... he was rather young, maybe in his early thirties; very short dark hair; wore a brown suit and tie,� she responded, describing all she could remember. �Okay, thanks,� Jeff replied with a slight grin, happy with her report. He knew it had to be Bud, it just had to. �No problem.... oh! And I hope you don�t mind but I gave him your name. Well I actually didn�t have much choice. He flashed a badge and asked.� Jeff�s eyes lit up with glee. It was confirmed. It had to have been Bud. �Oh, no worries. I don�t mind. Thanks again.� And Jeff turned towards Harry, smiling voraciously. Harry gave him a wink back, extremely happy for his son. ~~~~~ Harry walked in first and Jeff slammed the door behind him. �Jeff! It�s nearly 2 AM! Have some bloody decency for our neighbors!� Harry exclaimed at his son for making so much noise. �Oh, sorry. It�s just that I�m so excited. I knew it! I knew there something about him,� Jeff replied ever so enthused. �So you think there�s something there then?� �I�d swear to it, Dad!� �What happened to ~We�re only here for a week~?� Harry asked with a smirk on his face. Jeff put his hands to his obliques and prepared to defend himself to the death if need be, �Well....,mate, this is... something else. I know we�re only here for a week, but I...,� Jeff shifted his position on his legs, � I like him, and I want to talk with him.� Jeff then crossed his arms in front of his chest. �Well then I�m happy for you. I hope it is....... something.� ~~~~~ They turned in for the night pretty much right away. Jeff laid in bed staring up into darkness, in the direction of the ceiling. He bent both elbows back and rested the back of his head into the palms of hands. Thoughts flooded his mind; about Bud of course. And then he realized he didn�t ask if he left a number or anything. He wanted to go ask her, but figured it would look really desperate; so he decided to put it off until the next day. Jeff turned on his side and grabbed the top pillow from under his head and snuggled it against his body; and closed his eyes. His outlook on life brightened up for the moment and he was able to rest more peacefully. |