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Loved by Joey
By Tom Cup
Short Story

“Please,” Joey whined.

“Here you can have my seat,” I responded.

“Come on,” he replied, “I want to sit on your lap. We can both see then.”

I was sitting at my computer playing Raven. Ten-year-old Joey, my
neighbor’s kid, was seated in a chair to my right. His mother was a rotund
woman. Not at all the woman that you would have expected to have given
birth to this beautiful boy. He was slender with straight dark blond hair
and an infectious smile. I always noticed how he clung to me, stroking my
arms and hugging me, causing me to become sexually excited. But I was able
to resist encouraging such contact. I didn’t forbid him from touching me, I
simply didn’t return the favors; I didn’t want him to feel as if what he was
doing was wrong or dirty. But the thought of his slender body seated in my
lap was overwhelming.