An Epilogue To George Orwell's Boyfriend

“Having fun?” he asked. “Yes, come and see.” She closed all the windows and rebooted the computer. Proudly she showed him her accomplishments and hoped she didn’t look stupid. She relaxed, though, when he nodded his approval. “Excellent! Next project.” He slid the keyboard over in front of himself to show her something new. “Try this?” Lily was sitting close to him, too close. He enjoyed moments like this, but at the same time he was beginning to feel a little claustrophobic. He stood up and announced, “Time to go to work. We should stop and pick up your tablet on the way.” He took her by the hand and started for the door. “Duty calls, we are expecting deliveries shortly. Also the contractor is scheduled for today.” The rest of the day …show more content…
and only if they agree, you can work this off system--or any other--by doing odd jobs and errands for our company. Is this an acceptable counter proposal?” “Alll-rrright!” Joe yelled, then flushed, remembering he was supposed to be a grown-up here. Marc's eyes twinkled with amusement and his gaze met Lily’s. She, too, shared his amusement. He stated, teasingly, “Is that a yes or a no?” “Yessir, Marc. It's a yes!” He was so excited he couldn't stay seated. “But my dad's the only parent I have to convince. My ma passed a while ago.” A brief shadow crossed his face but was quickly replaced with anticipation. “I'll go talk to my dad tonight. But I know he'll say yes. I just know it! Bye!” he called over his shoulder as he bolted out the door. “That is one happy kid,” Lily commented. “So... what's he going to do to pay it off?” “Performing updates, taking care of errands, perhaps some light assembly, that sort of thing. Why?” Marc grinned at her. “Did you have some employment in mind for him as well?” “Vvverry funny. But I have one important question. If all your customers come in here and earn their computers from you, how do you ever expect to make a