Angel listened to Sammie’s thoughts on the subject of his destiny he could not help but laugh a little.  If only life was as easy as Sammie thought it could be.  His life has always revolved around what his parents wanted.  Angel had been putting money away for the last few years because he knew that once he told his parents how he really thought his father would cut him off.  He was sure that his mother would understand, but never his father.  “You can head right over to my parents and let them know that ok.”  Angel said with a smirk, “I am sure they would tell you my life belongs to them.”<br/><br/>Angel loved the feel of Samson’s fingers across his chest and it made him feel cherished and special.  Angel knew how uncomfortable the couch was and it was again put into focus when he heard Samson moan a little in pain and ask to move.  Angel had no problem moving them to the bedroom.  Angel moved them a little and then picked up Samson a little too easy and carried him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed.<br/><br/>Angel wanted them to be comfortable so Angel reached up and undid Samson’s jeans and took them off leaving him in just his boxers.  Next Angel stepped out of his own jeans wearing his red boxers and then he took off his shirt and threw them in a pile on the floor.  After his clothes were off Angel crawled into the bed next to Samson and helped Samson out of his shirt.<br/><br/>Angel had heard everything that Samson had been saying to him before he moved them to the bedroom and he had thought intently on everything.  Angel never thought he would be allowed to truly be happy and being with Samson allows him to have that.  “Well I guess that since I make you happy and you make me happy, that means we are stuck together now.”<br/><br/>Angel already knew that he didn’t want to go to school tomorrow and he would just send his parents a message later and he hoped that Samson would skip school with him.  He wanted to do nothing by lay in bed all day, “How about we play hooky tomorrow?”