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Chapter List
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Alternate timeline - Everythin happens 5-6 years later = Ryo's Army days here are post 9/11 (in original "Second Chances" ends pre 9/11)

Shopping trip

Chapter 3 � One of two
Conversations

Yes, I admit your authoress is a tease, but this is only
because she herself enjoys the lemon so much more when she knows how it got
there and why.

�Oh,
deary me but you really are a blusher aren�t you,� Bill stated the obvious. �Here, let�s get you that tea,� Bill led the
way towards the curtained area at the back of the shop.

Once
behind the curtain Ryo�s detective�s eye took in the surprisingly cozy little
nook. Instead of being a storage area for
overstocked items or the usual what-not kept at the back of a store, this was
more of a break or lounge area. There
were chairs, ottomans, and a whole bunch of floor pillows. A rich pile area rug covered the concrete
floor. Under the stairs leading up to the
office was a little kitchenette. �Do
make yourself comfortable,� Bill said.
�It won�t take but two ticks for the water to reheat.� Bill turned on the burner and came to sit on
one of the wingbacks next to Ryo.

�Interesting
place you have here,� Ryo waved to include the space they were sitting in and
the store outside.

�Actually,
it is a labor of love for Teddy and me, this place. This is our baby, our attempt to give back to
the community that has been so wonderful to us, it�s just our everything,
really,� for once Bill looked like he might actually run out of words.

�It
shows,� Ryo said turning to the tall, verbose, sex shop owner in front of him,
�the love, I mean, it shows.�

�Oh,
aren�t you sweet!� Bill proclaimed, almost blushing himself. �That Dee of
yours really is a very lucky guy. I tell
you if I wasn�t a uke myself�well that�s no matter I am, you are, and we both
love one of those two lunk-heads out there.
Though it just goes to show why your Dee
is so blatantly possessive all the time.
Don�t read it like he doesn�t trust you or anything like that. He just knows how lucky he is and that if he
doesn�t watch out someone is going to try to steal you away.�

�No, I
understand that,� Ryo said settling even farther back into the club chair he
was sitting in. How wonderful it was to
have someone else to talk about his relationship with. Diana was a good sounding board. But it wasn�t the same as talking to someone
who, well, really knew how he felt about Dee
and what he liked doing with him and the societal pressures and everything
else. �I know that Dee
is so overbearing at times because he thinks he could lose me. I haven�t quite found the way to prove to him
that there is no better man for me. But
I am not sure if he really feels �lucky�.�

�Of
course he does, I can see it and not just because I work in a place like this
everyday,� Bill got up as the kettle was making the hissing and spitting sounds
meaning it was about to whistle. �The proverbial
blind mind could tell that Dee feels like a
very lucky fellow. Why do you think he
would feel unlucky?� Bill moved back to
the kitchenette and started the tea making.

�I guess
mostly because I made him wait a long, long time; literally years, well a
little under two years. Now we�re finally
here and I still don�t know anything and don�t know how to act at work or at
home or when we are just out having our lunch.
I don�t know what to do in bed or what more he might be wanting from me. I just, I just don�t know anything!� Ryo said
leaning all the way back in the chair and looking up at the ceiling.

�Oh
sweetie pie,� Bill placed a very pretty china tea tray with all their fixings
on the table between him and Ryo before settling down in the wingback
again. �I understand where you are coming
from,� Bill started to pour the tea into two cups. �This is my very favorite Oolong at the
moment, by the way, and before we go further I need to know if you�ll take
sugar.�

�Yes
please,� Ryo answered bringing his focus off of the ceiling and on to tea
things, �just one.�

�Dandy,�
said Bill giving Ryo one large spoonful of sugar for what was really a very
small tea cup. Handing Ryo his cup, Bill
proceeded to give himself two large spoonfuls of sugar before settling back. �There, that�s taken care of. Now take a sip or two because I don�t want
you slopping on yourself in case I shock you at any point. I would never be able to explain in time if
you spilled on yourself. See, you�d
scream, your boy would come running back here, and he would get here just in
time to see me trying to wipe off your crotch with my tea towel.�

This
image nearly did make Ryo splash the hot liquid on himself (in his mind it
included one of Dee�s guns and a whole lot of
spraying blood) so he quickly drained the little cup of over half of its too
sweet contents.

�There,
that�s better,� Bill continued taking a sip of his own cup and setting it back
on the tray. �Now back to what you were
saying about not thinking your boy feels lucky.� Bill hitched his chair so he was facing Ryo
more directly. �You feel bad for Dee since, after he waited for you to be ready, you still
don�t know all that much. Do I have it basically
right?� Ryo nodded and Bill continued,
�Well, silly, what did you expect? What
do you think he expected? Did you think
you would take his dick up your ass and suddenly, blam, all the secrets of the
gay universe were going to be revealed to you?�

Ryo
opened his mouth to deny this but closed it again. What had he expected? Subconsciously he had known where they were
going to end up for quite a while and he hadn�t really worried that much about
what he didn�t know. �I guess I was
expecting Dee to, you know�� Ryo couldn�t
quite finish.

�I see,�
Bill said with a smile. �No, I really do
see, but you understand that that is a large burden on your boy, right?� Ryo slumped in his chair. Bill put his hand on Ryo�s knee, �It�s all
part of being a uke, really, giving, wanting to give your lover all of that
control. Not wanting to take the reins
or do any of the driving. Especially in
the beginning you just want to completely trust them and lose yourself in the
ride. Tell me, how long have you two
been actually sleeping together?�

�Well the
first time was a mess, too much other stuff going on and everything, we just
jerked each other off and stuff - but that was two and a half months ago. The second first time, the good one, the one
where he really, you know, �took� me and all, that was not even two months
ago.� Ryo was rather surprised, even
after everything that had happened since he had identified the contents of the
boxes in the window display outside, that here he was explaining to the man who
had designed that display the differences between the first two times he and
Dee had made love.

Bill just
chuckled, �You don�t have to explain to me the difference between the first and
the second first time. That�s universal
for gay, straight, and whatever they will come up with next! So the two of you are a very new couple; why
you can�t have made love more than what, 100, 150 times?�

Ryo
laughed, �I wish!� Ryo then immediately
blushed at his own sentiment. �We are
very busy at work and then there is our son, Bikky, whenever we�re at home,�
Ryo�s blush was not fading as he made excuses for Dee and himself.

�Ah, yes,�
Bill seemed to be pulling everything together, �now I not only know where you
are coming from but I think I am starting to understand part of that look you
had on your face when you first saw our window.� It was Ryo�s turn to sit up; there were so
many things he didn�t understand about his own reaction to that display. It had brought up so many, many things;
images, impressions, fears, lusts, that he wasn�t sure if he would ever get
them all straightened out. So far he had
only had time for the basics like he wasn�t mad at Dee
and he was glad they had come into the store.
�But first,� Bill said, �I have one more question. When you were �making� Dee
wait for you, tell me, was your Dee a good little boy and kept his hands and whatnot
to himself until you said it was OK?�

�Oh, No!�
Ryo giggled at the memory. �Dee was always finding excuses to pounce on me and make
out and everything. It�s amazing we ever
got this far really, considering all the times I said �no� or �stop�. The fact is, Dee
really is a good guy. God, I still
wonder what I would have done if he had ever done the �right� thing and had actually
stopped when I told him to.�

�I was
right!� Bill said with some triumph.
�Okay, now how to explain what I saw and why you�re here, here in this
store and back here in this room with me.�
Bill took a moment to consider.
�Okay, we already talked a little bit about how us ukes like giving over
control, right? Did that make sense to
you?�

�Yes,�
Ryo said and unconsciously sat up straighter, catching some of Bill�s
enthusiasm.

�Now you
just confirmed to me that when you were falling in love with Dee and coming to
terms with what you are and everything else, during this time Dee took the lead
by jumping you and stretching your boundaries and whatnot, right?� Ryo nodded and Bill went on. �Now, now we come to today. You have been sleeping together for 2 months. And it�s great and you feel great and lucky
and happy and like this is how life is supposed to be.� Ryo nodded again.

�But,� Bill
said slowing down and staring Ryo straight in the eye. �But one of the things you�re still afraid to
admit is that something is missing.
Listen!� Bill said as Ryo started shaking his head emphatically, �Now,
you are not doing either of you a favor by not looking at this.� Ryo was still shaking his head.

Bill
stood up, �How am I going to show you�?�
After being quiet for a moment Bill suddenly shouted, �Oh! I got it! Oh, I know, but I am going to need
some help!� and with this he rushed to a telephone on the wall in the
kitchenette.

_____End Chapter 3_____

Chapter 4 � The other of two
Conversations

Honestly, my pretties, we are almost there. The tension is building and soon only a
squirt of lemon will cure it.

About the
fifth time Dee looked over his shoulder Ryo
and that Bill guy seemed to be sharing a conspiratorial smile. The next time Dee
turned around he just caught sight of Ryo disappearing behind the curtain at
the back of the store. �Ryo can take care of himself,� Dee reminded himself.
�The boy was god damn special ops
over in Afghanistan
for Christ sakes. A weak little flamer
like that Bill guy wouldn�t stand a chance.� Comforted by the image of his Ryo turning
that over-long uke into something more like a pretzel, Dee was able to start
looking around at some more of the items for sale.

It was a
relief to Dee that, besides the harnesses and
such hung between each section of shelves, there really wasn�t an overload of
leather in the store. Oh, they did have
some regular belts and collars and cuffs.
And one of the tables seemed to be devoted to riding crops and
cat-o-nine-tails. But on the whole there
were much more of the toys and tools that any normal gay or even straight
couple might be willing to try. Hell,
there didn�t even seem to be any leather chaps, or vests, or those damn ugly
�Hi-I�m-Butch� leather caps.

This was
fine with Dee because too much leather in the
wrong context left a bad taste in his mouth; a very bad taste.

�Your boy
is fine back there with my Bill,� the man still behind the counter said without
provocation.

�Oh, I
know that. Ryo can take care of
himself.� Dee replied with a little smile of
pride, thinking again of Bill as a pretzel.

�Thought
as much,� Ted seemed to nod to himself.
�Marine? Seal?�

�Army,
Special Ops, Tora Bora.� Dee was somewhat surprised that this quiet man had
detected Ryo�s military bearing. Most
men just saw a frail looking pretty boy, most gay men just saw a uke. All women saw Ryo as a nice, non-threatening
guy. If they only knew how many ways Ryo
could kill them before they even knew he was there.

�Paratrooper
myself, first Gulf war,� Ted explained.
�Shattered my knee cap outside of Kuwait city; that sand isn�t as
soft as you�d think it was.�

�I bet,�
was all Dee could say to this revelation.

�How
�bout you?� Ted asked.

�Me, I�m
just a flatfoot,� Dee shrugged his shoulders,
�the only war I�ve seen is the one we lose on the streets every day.�

�You grew
up in this battle zone, didn�t you? You
don�t sound like Bed-Sty, Lower East?�

�Hells
Kitchen, just up the road.�

�Couldn�t
have been easy growing up gay there,� Ted commented.

�I�m bi.�

�Uh hunh,
still couldn�t have been easy.�

�Well, it
wasn�t so bad. We knew all our options,
so to speak, at an early age. The transvestite
hookers were much nicer than the women, though of course they could just laugh
it off when we called them �mom�. The
girls said we were scaring away their johns.
Of course being poor and disenfranchised, some of us did make easy
targets for predators,� Dee thoughts went
unbidden to his childhood friend Aaron.

�You?�
Ted asked quietly.

Dee came over
and leaned across the counter as well, �No, my best friend.�

Ted was
quiet for a minute, letting Dee pull himself
together. Then Ted said, �But now you�re
a grown gay, I mean bi, man. You�re
healthy and fit and have a beautiful man for a lover.�

�Yeah,� Dee grinned shyly.
�For all that I pushed him, he is my lover now,� but the recent images
of Aaron being taken advantage of hadn�t left Dee
yet. �I pried him out of the closet,
regardless of what he wanted. I just
kept telling myself that it was as much for his sake as mine,� Dee�s voice betrayed the fact he couldn�t always believe
this.

�It�s ok. At least as ok as any other choice you could
have made,� Ted reassured the younger man.
When Dee just sighed and gave a half
hearted nod, Ted continued. �He looks
very happy. We see that a lot in here,
people who feel like they just found out what all those other bits of their body
and mind and spirit are for.� Getting a
more committed nod out of Dee, Ted changed
tactics just a bit. �Your boy, it looks
like he�s enjoying himself. How long
have you been together?�

�Two
years or not even three months; depending on where you start counting from.�

Ted
nodded �Think you�re getting to the point of wanting to try some new stuff? Explore beyond the basics?�

�I don�t
know, yeah, I guess,� Dee shrugged. �For now just getting him in here is
enough. I�m kind of his tour guide, you
know, of all the stuff he�s been missing.
But I don�t want to push him too fast.�

�No, no,
of course not,� Ted seemed to agree.
Then he added, �but you might want to get him a little something to, you
know, push him just a little bit farther in a day or two.�

�What,
now this is all a sales pitch?� but Dee was
grinning at the older man.

�Well,
yes of course; we run a store. We want
your money to become our money,� Ted grinned back. �But there is more to it than that,� Ted
looked serious again. �We had the
advantage of seeing your boy�s face when our window stopped him cold, something
you didn�t see, even after you stopped laughing.�

Dee had the
decency to blush a little. Ted
continued, �Yes there was shock and disgust��

�Heck,� Dee interrupted, �I was disgusted, too; all that
leather.�

Ted
continued, �shock and disgust, we expect that.
But your boy, he had other emotions in his face as well. Lust and desire and fear, fear at what he was
finding himself turned on by.�

Dee was
stunned and had no response, so Ted went on, �We choose what we put out there
carefully. We want to needle the most
jaded old tart while enticing the young ones like you two. It�s set up as a progression,� Ted traced a
spiral on the counter. �The eye goes
immediately to the safest, most innocuous thing; in this case the lotions. Every gay man with two good nights under his
belt has a warm feeling at seeing the lubes.
Then the next is the emu feather duster, almost too soft, and then comes
the paints introducing a bit of creativity.
Next are the beads and the plugs; very nice things, but foreign to the
novice. Then the cock rings and soft
cords hint at being lovingly forced into heightened pleasure. And so on into
the belts and paddles and riding crops all the way up to the bull whip.� Ted saw this was starting to sink into Dee,
understanding why he himself had been drawn here and why Ryo had agreed to come
in even after Dee had pulled such a dirty
trick.

�Now, I
admit, this is a sort of marketing ploy,� Ted shifted his weight on the counter. �We learn an awful lot about a customer
before they even enter the store, just by their reactions as their eyes hit
different points on the path. You would
obviously be surprised how far along that path your boy went. His eyes stayed a long time on that little
paddle.�

�Really,�
Dee was shocked.

�Not that
I�d sell it to you.�

�Why
not?� Dee
wasn�t really thinking of getting it but Ted�s comment had him confused.

�We don�t
sell that stuff to the tops, only to the ukes.
There is a certain point that we want to make sure that the person a toy
is going to be used on is into it.
Actually, we have never sold any of the bondage gear either, even though
we have had offers.�

�Then
why�?� Dee started.

�It�s a
safety valve for the customers. No matter
how kinky the stuff they pick out for themselves, they know that they are not
way off the deep end or anything.�

�Wow,�
was all Dee could say as he looked around the
store once more. He was so glad that he
had found this place.

�Now,�
said Ted in a slightly different tone of voice, �about separating you from some
of your hard earned money. These,� he
pointed into the case they were both leaning on, �have been a popular
item.� He pulled out what seemed to be
two very tiny feather dusters and handed them to Dee.

It took Dee two seconds to decipher their use. �Sold,� he said reaching for his wallet, �and
I might as well get the lotions, too.�

Just as
Ted was finishing ringing up Dee�s purchases,
the phone on the wall next to him started to ring.

_____End
Chapter 4_______

To be deliciously continued��
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