Part 32 (1/2)
”I fine!” Noah said, hurrying to join them.
The older boy laughed.
”What's your name?” the older boy asked.
”My name Noey!” Noah said.
”Noey, come on,” the boy said, throwing the ball out as the game got underway once more.
I swam back to the deep end, climbed out of the pool, and let water drip to the deck. I sat in a deck chair next to Jackson.
”Who's your cute friend?” I asked.
Jackson smiled when he saw me staring in the direction of the young man who was sunbathing.
”That's Kenny,” he said.
”That's interesting.”
”Too much of a queen for my tastes.”
”Screaming?”
”You could say that and you would not be wrong.”
”Got something against screaming queens?”
”I'm more of a man's man kind of man. I don't want someone who calls me girlfriend and acts like his life is a reality show. And there's something to be said for facial hair.”
Kenny rolled over and displayed his firm posterior.
”Do you know how to tell if your roommate is gay?” I asked.
”No.”
”His d.i.c.k tastes like s.h.i.+t.”
”That is such a crude joke.”
He laughed, despite himself.
”You liked it. You're laughing. Not too crude for the Jackster, eh?”
”You crack me up.”
”How do you fit three gays on a bar stool?”
”I don't know.”
”Turn it over, silly.”
”Ouch!”
”What do you call a gay dentist?” I asked.
”Let me think for a minute....”
”Come on!”
”I'm thinking....”
”What do you call a gay dentist? It's easy.”
”I don't know.”
”The tooth fairy.”
”That's lame.”
Kenny rolled over, sat up, and looked in our direction.
Then he got to his feet.
”Oh s.h.i.+t, he's coming in our direction,” Jackson whispered.
He was a good-looking fellow, but prim and extremely clean. He would not have been out of place with a tiara on his brow.
”Is he yours?” Kenny asked in a drawl, glancing down the length of the pool at Noah.
”He's mine,” I said.
”He's so cute! You just move in?”
”We're visiting,” I said.
”Friends of Nurse Jackie?”
”Something like that.”
”Nurse Jackie, girl, how are you?”
”Do you have to call me that?” Jackson asked.
”Whatever, Miss Closet!”
Kenny threw his towel over his shoulder and made a rather swishful exit.