The weather was awful and Jamie was stick in a cold bus shelter with nowhere to go. He felt depressed and lost and considered suicide. His parents had thrown him out because of his obsessive drug use but basically he was a good guy who had just got on the wrong side of the law. He was just nineteen and eagerly looked for work so he could make something of himself.
He was still in the shelter three hours later and the wind and storms continued so he could not take refuge anywhere else without getting doused.
But as luck would have it someone pulled up alongside the bus stop and said did he know the buses had stopped running because of a strike.
Jamie explained that he wasn't waiting for a bus..
Looking concerned the middle -aged guy in the car asked if he would like a lift anywhere. Jamie replied that he had nowhere to get a lift too and because of the guys questions Jamie told him everything, about how he had been thrown out of his home, he got onto drugs, served a spell in prison and how he want work.
Jamie didn't know why he was sharing information with a complete stranger but he was just eager to converse with someone. There was something about the guy that procured him to tell him about his trauma and he felt some comfort about his caring.
"My name is Jack, and I run a bowling alley, maybe I can give you some work, it would oddly be part time but at least it could be a start, what do you think?"
For the first time in a long while Jamie felt some hope and straight away took up Jack's offer. Also a room came with the job and Jack said he would see him alright for eats until he got settled...
"Are there any strings? Jamie had to ask and Jack explained that his offer was basically because he liked him and wanted to help, that once he had been in a similar position. But maybe if they really took to each other then they could weave some strings, but it would have to be a mutual thing.
"So9und good to me" replied Jamie and very soon they were off to Jack's patch as he called it.
In a week or so Jamie was feeling tons better, both mentally and physically and Jack invited him around for a drink to break the ice.
"I won't beat about the bush Jamie but I do like you very much and wonder if we can become more than just friends, what do you think?"
Jamie was thinking so there was strings, but Jack, as if reading his thoughts, said that he would not be cross if he didn't want to and his job and his lodgings were still safe..
Jamie wondered if Jack's intentions were homosexually inclined, something about which he was not sure of and had not yet worked out his true leaning.
He had never held onto a girl because of his drugs and the nearest thing he'd known to being intimate with someone was when a street girl touched him up in a dark corner and offered him a trip around the world for £50. But he didn't have that sort of money and she was off like a streak of lightening leaving him with a half mast erection beneath his jeans and that sort of put him off, of girls.
But now, would there be an issue with Jack. The thing is he liked Jack very much, he had been so kind to him and he felt at least he owed him his friendship. As for the' little more' then he would have to see what Jack had in mind and go with the flow.
They found they had a lot in common and, over drink, it was easy to break the ice and talk to Jack about almost anything. Jamie felt too that with Jack being older he felt secure and comfortable. He was not pushy or anything like that, but Jamie did tell him about his failed experiences with women. "
