*MID-OCTOBER*

To say it's been a long day for poor Jaime Winters is an understatement, he just wanted one day that he doesn't have to rush around like a chicken with his head cut off. This early autumn day started fine like any other day in the big old city by a bay, with the sun rising over the horizon to herald the beginning of a new day for the many inhabitants. There was a soft breeze that blew the nightly fog away as seagulls cried from the sky while searching for their breakfast upon the shoreline or close to the waters edge...hoping and praying for any tidbit they could find upon the ground as waves lapped upon the shore, cleansing the sand once again. The sun's golden rays filtered into the small apartment to wake the inhabitants there, but it was to late for a young blond haired man was already rushing around the room in a panic as he scattered clothes from his closet about in search of something to wear.

"I'm late! I'm late! Blast it, I can't believe I'm going to be late for class today!" the young blond growled to nobody as he finally spotted something half way decent to wear...a grey t'shirt and some loose cargo jeans. "I guess this will work for today. It's not like I actually have to impress anyone after all." with a morose sigh he threw on his clothes and got on his shoes so he could run out the door for his class, forgoing breakfast so he wasn't truly late for class...again. Jumping into his car, Jaime sped down the road cursing at his alarm that he forgot to set in order to wake up on time so he wouldn't be facing this very situation that he was in. This past week he has been almost late for nearly every morning class he had...just barely skidding into his seat as the clock struck the time, earning himself a scowl every time from the professors, before they would begin with class. With each look he received Jaime would hunch over in his seat as he made himself smaller so not to attract anymore attention than he already had and focused on the lesson for the day. He knew it was not his alarm clocks fault that he forgot to set it every night, it was not the one failing Geometry this semester where he would stay up late each night pouring over equations and mathematical laws that left his blue eyes crossing in frustration and with a roaring headache. Finally Jaime pulled up to the campus and began circling around to find a spot to park, only to find himself cursing once more when none were to be found because of the late hour.

"Damn! Damn!Damn it all! Why can't anything go right today?" he growled to himself as he realized the only spots to be found would be clear across campus and there was no way in hell he would make it to class in time at all, unless he was able to bend space and time...which, sadly he knew he could not. As Jaime hit his steering wheel in frustration, his stomach decided to make itself known by growling in hunger at him for missing it's beloved breakfast. Looking at the time on his watch, seeing it was already five minutes past , he let out a disgusted sigh as he gave in to the inevitable." I guess I'll get breakfast instead. I wonder if Kay wants to meet up for something to eat?" grabbing his phone he dialed up his best friend, Kayla Monroe, whom he met last year when they both came to this school.

"Hel..lo" a loud yawn of greeting came across the phone as he pulled out of the campus parking lot. "Jai? Aren't you supposed to be in class already? What's wrong?" he could hear her staggering up out of bed, that he obviously had woken her up from with his call.

"Nothing's wrong Kay. I got here late and couldn't get a parking spot...like usual. So figured I'm already too late and I'm hungry. Want to get something to eat with me?" he heard her drowsily chuckling at him as she moved about. See that's one of the things he loves about her...he woken her up and instead of fussing at him for that she was concerned for him. Kayla was such a good "Mommy"that even her lover, Chloe enjoyed this side of her.

"Sure. I'll wake Chloe up...my little girl needs to eat too before I drive her to class. She needs to make sure she gets a good meal so she has fuel to study hard." he wanted to make a ~awww~ sound at her but knew better than that. A stern momma wasn't a nice thing to witness at 8 in the morning.

"Great. I'll meet you at The Bay Diner around the corner from your apartment...say in 15 minutes." she gave an affirmative then hung up to quickly to get ready. It took him less than five minutes to make it to their favorite diner, find a parking spot and walk in to grab a seat. As he waited he thought about his two friends and how their lives had become entwined together to form a hodgepodge family.

The three of them met during orientation when they first arrived at the school, almost immediately they clicked and bonded even more over coffee ,at the student commons cafeteria, that tasted awful but it did it's job at keeping many a student awake as they studied. Both women were the first people who showed acceptance of his sexuality, since they both were also outcasts back in their hometowns too. Several years ago Jaime came out to his family that he was gay and what he thought was a perfect life filled with love and acceptance turned into one of darkness and pain that he had to endure on a daily basis. His whole family turned their backs on him and pretty much wrote him off as nothing but a freak that they had to look at each day whenever he was around since he was still under the age of 18. They never spoke to him unless they had too...mostly using derogatory and hateful words directed at him by either his father, mother, or even his younger sister.

"Did you do your homework? just know i'm not going to support your queer lazy ass longer than i have to." his father snapped out over dinner every night as his bitch of a sister, Eliza, smirked at him in delight at the sight of him huddling lower into his seat as he tried to choke down enough food to not starve. She especially delighted in being hateful to him whenever he set the table each night having to wear gloves so he wasn't actually touching anything the rest of the family had to eat off of.

"Ewww...momma, the Thing just touched my water glass. He's spreading his gay cooties everywhere." Eliza would act as if something foul and diseased was in the room as she cried to their mother who was trying to put their dinner onto the table, all while Jaime tried to silently set the table...attempting on ignoring her vileness.

"Don't worry sweetheart. You are safe from him. That is why we make Jamison wear those gloves so he doesn't infect my sweet little angel." she would quickly lean over to kiss Eliza's head as she glared at him for upsetting his sister with his presence ...Jaime looked at them both in disgust as he fought to not say anything because if he did then he knew he would be punished. The next night he had to set the table he was forced to wear a mask over his nose and mouth so he didn't breath on anything they had to touch. This was just one of many things they did to him, until finally after working very hard in school to make valedictorian , he was accepted into a University that was clear across the United States from his family. On Jamie's 18th birthday, a few days after his graduation he packed up everything he could and either mailed it or toted it to his new school where he was given a new dorm room to live in. Jaime knew better than to put any hope in his family at least saying goodbye, but he did hold out a sliver of hope that they would drive him to the airport for his flight that left out at noon just to boot him out. It was the last jab they could make into him with their hatred that made him understand there was no hope of them being a family...when they had let him stand on the curb waiting for the cab to pick him up to take him to catch his flight, since none of them could be bothered to stop watching some movie they put on...complete with popcorn as they laughed together upon the couch. Talk about family love...wow, he could feel it as his cup went dry like a desert..he swore if you tipped it over all you would get is a pile of dusty sand on the ground.

Thank God for Kayla, she was his saving grace on his sanity and kept him from turning to complete depression that was becoming a constant companion along with his anxiety attacks that crashed over him at the oddest times. From that first day in that class she saw a soul battered young man who desperately needed love that had been denied to him for a long time now and the "Mommy" in her recognized that at first glance what he needed exactly...Jaime needed a "Daddy". At first when she told him about her kink, he seemed repulsed by the idea since he never heard of such a thing except when implied in incest or pedophilia...but after she explained it all to him he felt a deep longing for that kind of relationship for himself from a man. Jaime yearned for someone who would love him, to protect him from this harsh world...someone who wanted to take care of his "baby's" needs like that. There was only one problem for Jaime, he was pretty shy and insecure which made it impossible for him to ever voice his desire to anyone but Kayla and Chloe without dying of mortification...so for the past year Jaime has kept this hidden inside from the few guys he has tried to date with no success of them meeting his needs. If it wasn't for Kayla's big , loving heart he knew he would have truly been alone in this world without any kind of "family" to turn to. In one years time she became like a momma-sister he wished he had...one full of love, support and understanding...she even knew when he needed a good swift kick in the ass for being an idiot about something and she wasn't afraid to do it. Shortly after Kayla explained about "Daddies" in the BDSM lifestyle, he found out that she was into the "Mommy" aspect of it, which was why she knew so much about it. She then gave him the shock of his young life by offering to be his "momma" until the right "Daddy" was found for him.

"Uhmmm, Kayla. I'm not sure about that. I'm gay...remember...I like guys not girls." he seemed unsure about everything...almost very uncomfortable, as he thought he was about to lose a friend but her laughter and words after calmed his anxiety quickly.

"Don't be silly, of course I know that. I'm not talking about becoming your full time "Mommy", just your temporary mom...you know the type that looks out for her "little's" as a real mother should. The way your mother should have. Besides I'm gay too and already have my little darling. So here's what I'm offering..no sex, nothing that is improper if you were of my blood...just the way I would have treated my own son if he was still alive today." saying those words he saw her turn her head away to breath as a tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it. He did eventually agree to becoming her "little boy" but after he heard her tale about the child she lost over a year ago to bigotry and hate within her own small southern town.

Kayla was like any other young popular girl...she had loving parents, good friends and was doted upon for most of her life until one day her life took a tragic turn in the summer before her senior year of High School. Her family knew she was gay and did not care about it, they gave her their love and support even though in that small town it was greatly disparaged to be a homosexual....making the small town feel like a battle field for those that were different from what they claim is normal and godly. A few months earlier Kayla went to prom with a guy friend where they both got supremely drunk and ended up having sex that night to see what everyone else was buzzing about...six weeks later she found out she was pregnant. Well needless to say his family rejected her when she told him..calling her "the Devil's whore" that tempted their god fearing church going son to sin...it didn't help that the boy she decided to experiment sex with was the preacher's son. So his parent's didn't find out his little secret, being a closeted gay himself, he sided with them and told everyone that she was a gay slut, thus making life hard for her and her family in that town, to the point that Kayla had to change schools for her senior year. That summer before having to transfer schools, Kayla went to the summer fair to have a bit of fun when she was ganged up on by a group of teens who thought it would be fun to beat the "lesbo slut" which resulted in Kayla miscarrying her 4 month old unborn son. It was hard for Kayla to deal with it all, even with her parents support, she began to sink into depression over the loss of her child. Her parents got her help by sending her to a grief therapy group and that's where she met Chloe Sanders..her own angel that with her love helped to heal that dark place inside of her soul.

It seems Chloe had lost her parents years ago...back when she was ten, to a fatal car accident caused by a drunk driver. The poor girl had no other family so she was placed in foster care where she was bounced around from home to home because no one wanted the gay girl for fear of catching her gayness as if it was a virus or disease. Chloe yearned for love from anyone but it was denied to the poor girl which brought about her grieving for her mother that she had lost. In her last year of High School ,at the age of sixteen... her foster parents, who were the nicest of the whole lot that she lived with placed her in a grief therapy group where she found Kayla. A young woman in need of a mother figure but to old to be adopted and another young woman needing to be that mother...found each other in the darkness of their grief and formed a bond that grew into love swiftly. Most would look on these two and call their relationship perverse but it worked for them perfectly. Kayla became Chloe's "Mommy" and Chloe became Kayla's "baby doll"...both providing the other with everything the other needed...a perfect symbiotic relationship. They both met when Chloe was only 16, but the girl was so smart that she was able to skip grades and graduated at 17 years old where she was able to attend the same University as Kayla, who's parents helped both girls to get an apartment off campus where they could live in peace.

It was if his very thoughts summoned them for in strode Kayla and Chloe into the diner, hand in hand together. Jaime raised his hand in greeting as Chloe broke away from Kayla, bouncing over to him, giggling as she enveloped him in a tight hug. She was very petite pretty girl with sun kissed blonde hair that framed these most stunning blue eyes and practically flawless skin with rose lips.

"Jai!" she squealed in delight as she let go quickly when Kayla walked up...giving her a reprimanding look at her behavior. The young woman pouted as she slightly hung her head while standing next to the table in her white long sleeved shirt and some navy pants...her hair hanging down in a silky sheet that caressed her pink cheeks.

"Tsskk...baby girl, how many times do i have to tell you to not run off like that?" Kayla spoke sternly at the young girl who let out a small whimper that she had misbehaved and upset her dark haired lover. Kayla's hazel eyes softened at the sound and reached over to draw the petite blond close as she whispered out her apology of ~I'm sorry Mommy.~ Kayla kissed her head and directed her to sit in the chair she had pulled out for her. "Oh, baby doll, just don't do it again, so I don't worry that you will get hurt." a sniffle was her response as she hugged her darling to her before looking over to greet her friend. "Hey Jai-son" he smiled at her use of the nick name she had given him when they first met.

"Hey momma. Glad you came." he softly spoke. It was the appearance of the waitress with her name tag showing " Evie" coming up to them that drew them all out of their family moment...she was a dark haired, brown eyed woman that looked in her late thirties wearing a black shirt and pants with a white apron tied around her middle holding her pens and pads for orders.

"What can I get you dovey's?" the waitress had a heavy English accent when she spoke and seemed nice enough as she waited for them to order...it was Kayla who answered for all three of them.

"We will have two coffee's, one hot tea, three orders of your strawberry cheesecake french toast, with two sides of bacon and one sausage please."her voice was assured as she ordered their breakfast quickly...knowing exactly what her two "children" would love to eat on this cool morning. As the waitress gave them a nod and left, Jaime gave his two friends a smile...they both were fun to watch as they interacted together...even though watching them gave him a pang of jealousy as he longed for what they had...a partner who took care of you and had no trouble giving the love he had lacked for years. It was funny to watch them as the waitress that brought their beverages chuckled at the two girls antics...the way Kayla stirred in some sugar into Chloe's hot tea just the way the petite blonde liked it before setting it before her. "Here you go baby doll...be careful and don't burn yourself...it's hot." those big blue eyes twinkled as she nodded at Kayla before cautiously taking a sip of her tea.

"It's so nice to see a young woman taking such care of her lovey. You make a good couple." Evie spoke kindly to them as if she was fine with two women being together...which was confirmed with her next words as a look of sadness entered her eyes. m"I remember me duck, Aggie and I was like this...making dovey eyes at each other every chance we had. God bless her soul, she was taken from me back in England five years ago by a black adder snake bite when she was out walking in the woods. Normally they don't kill you but it seems my Aggie was one of the sensitive ones and she died from it. Not long after, I moved here to the states to make a fresh start for my self. So , dearie, you take good care of your hinny (honey) there and make sure you tell one another how much you love her every day. That is one of the things that put my mind at ease...I never let a day or moment go by without telling her how much I loved her." both women gave her poignant nods of understanding as they clasped hands together to bring closer after that sad story.

"Yes Miss Evie...we will. Sorry for your loss." she gave them a sweet smile and walked away to quickly grab their orders that were ready...while both women held onto each other, cooing in reassurances of their love for each other. Jaime had to turn away from the scene before him, biting his lips to keep a whimper from leaving him as a pang of longing for that kind of love and devotion overcame him in that moment and it hurt to see it at that time. After a few moments their food arrived and eased the moment enough that Jaime could look upon them once more without that pain clogging his throat.

"So...Chloe. What class you have today?" he asked the blonde who happily chirped as she spoke in between bites.

"Interior Design- Spacial Planning. It's all about trying to manipulate the spatial aspects of any given room while making it aesthetically pleasing to the client." Chloe reached for her tea to sip and suddenly yelped out as she burned her lip from the scalding heat. Kayla quickly began to murmur words of comfort at the young whimpering woman to soothe her pain filled cries while wrapping her up into her arms.

"Oh baby, it's okay. Momma is here. Little girl, you should be careful next time so you don't burn yourself again. Do you need me to kiss it better?" as both women were wrapped up into their own world, neither saw the small group of college students, two boys-a red head and a sandy brown haired and a girl with blonde curls, walking over to them with disgust on their faces until they stood right next to their table.

"Well, well. Lookie here. If it isn't dyke girl and her bitch...and their little fairy princess, Jaime." Kayla and Chloe glared at the three students standing there sneering down at them...Jaime was trying to make himself smaller because these three were his worst tormentors. It was Travis, Frankie, and Felicia from his drafting class and the three who thrived to make the session miserable for him. These three loved to stick gum in his hair that he would have to spend hours trying to get out with peanut butter...pour their drinks down his back making him screech loudly at the cold wetness soaking his shirt and pants...or they would spray his back with some foul hunters scent spray "Ode of deer piss", all while the teachers back was to the class. All of their shenanigans had made Jaime very unpopular with this teacher and the class because he disturbed them all with his screams or the noxious smells coming off of him. Jaime learned to hide his head in his books and pray if he kept quiet they would eventually get tired of their childish tormenting of him...so far it wasn't working. Suddenly Frankie reached over to finger one of Chloe's strand of hair, making the young woman jerk away and Kayla to smack his hand away...Jaime hollered out at him to stop without thinking of the consequences of his actions in that moment.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" he felt anger boiling up in him but it washed away just as quickly whenever those three pairs of eyes focused on him and a piercing chill went down his spine at the sight of those cold smiles directed at him.Jaime had never spoken out against them for fear of this exact thing...retaliation for daring to oppose them. The young red headed man, Travis, reached out and grabbed Jaime by the front of his shirt to draw him part of the way up out of his seat, close to his face where the miscreant's face encompassed his vision. Jaime could feel his heart rate accelerating in his fear and his lungs seemed to decide to stop working in that moment.

"Did you say something....creep?" Travis' voice was rough and cold as it hit the terrified mans face...Jaime's vision began to swim in and out as his lungs felt ready to burst. "I know..faggot, you would not dare speak to me like that."Jaime could only hear his heart beat pounding in his ears as it pounded painfully fast in his chest. His eyes went wide in his panic as he could see Kayla standing up to help him, only to be instantly pushed back down by Frankie as Felicia giggled at them all.

~Where was the waitress or owner? Why didn't they put a stop to this?~

In that moment Jaime knew he was about to pass out from one of his panic attacks...he hoped and prayed that when Travis and his cohorts did begin beating him that he would not wake up during it. Just as his vision began to fade he thought he saw a dark shadow come up behind Travis' leering form and the most sensually deep voice echoed out...chasing Jaime into that dark oblivion as it filled him with such a feeling of security that he had not known in a long time.

"Oh but I will...amadan (moron)."then darkness as Jaime fainted there in that diner...not knowing anything else of what happened afterwards.