A/N Last chapter of 2011! Its been a great year and I want to thank you all for the support. I especially want to thank my inspiration for lighting the fire that has kept me burning so I will be here to see my kids fly. I would have been lost without an outlet to redirect it all. May the new year find you all with the ability to love and be loved, to live a life full of passion and joy of living your dream and helping others to reach theirs.

Getting my hair done in a style picked out by him was surreal. Thank God he was into me keeping my hair at a moderate length and fairly low maintenance. I didn't get the whole idea of, "Highlights and lowlights until after they were done, but I gotta say, they do look pretty decent. The whole mani/pedi thing was weird but not unpleasant and it was funny to sit next to him and chat while they were doing all kinds of things to us. I drew the line at getting waxed with him right there, unless he was going to let me watch it get done to him. The little perv would have been fine with it, but no, nuh uh, not gonna happen, so we just went on about our business and hit the Pioneer place mall for some shopping.

It's a nice place to shop, but damn is it expensive! I have been shopping at thrift stores and Old Navy for years without any problems, I don't see the need to change now, but he's steering me into all kinds of places I have always just window shopped in the past.

"So darker jeans make you look younger and they do make jeans that actually fit women my size that aren't in the children's section? Cool!"

Jpov

She is a hoot. That is all there is to say about it. Never had a mani/pedi? That blew me away. I don't think I have ever met a woman before that could have said that. Never had a professional coloring? Fucking hell! I think she should be on a show or something because she has got to be the most unusual woman on earth. She has been using the same shaving cream as her son and cheap, disposable razors for years, never had a professional waxing or any of that business, doesn't own a diamond ring, no gold and once pulled her own tooth before she got health insurance? I don't know if she's the toughest or the craziest woman alive. I'm hoping she's enjoying herself, and as talkative as she is, it seems as if she is. I'm sneaking pictures of her as the day goes along because I'm sure Em and the boys will want to see the transformation. She looked as if years were lifting off of her and the grin on her face was as bright as the rarely seen sun.

" So, mi'lady, where would you like to have your dinner? We seem to have wiled away the day and now we are going to have to have our supper out, so the sky is the limit. I promised you a good meal and I intend to see to it you have a good one."

She looked like she was thinking really hard. "I don't know, I have never really eaten out any place fancy because as a single mom on a budget, I have always kept it simple. Either Em was too young to take to anyplace nice or he was an eating machine I couldn't afford to take to anyplace nice, so I haven't been to anyplace fancy since I have lived in Portland."

Oh. My. Good. Lord. The woman lives in a city chock a block full of some to the best restaurants in the world and she hasn't indulged in anything spendier than Burgerville? Okay, Ruths it is.

Watching her freak out at the prices was a little funny, but then seeing her actually enjoy the food was even better though the noises she made about created a problem for me.

"Uh, you must really be enjoying that steak."

"Really? What makes you say that?" She gives me a look that leads me to believe she knew exactly what kind of sounds she was making eating that steak and exactly what effect the might be having on me.

Bpov

Oh damn that is some good steak. Really, I kinda couldn't help some of the moans, it was just that damn good, but some of them? I was testing the waters and it looked like he was more than interested in taking a dip in the pool. I was beginning to think that the boy was not as gay as I had thought he was. He might swing both directions, but he was leaning my way more than a little and that was defiantly something I was wanting to explore, even if it was just a mutual walk on the wild side of things for a little while.

What a day. I gotta say I was having a hell of a good time and I am not ready for it to end. We had spent the day just wandering in and out of all kinds of shops and boutiques and had then ended up in the funky vintage shops and resale places that I enjoyed more than the high end places, so I had ended up getting things that looked fancier yet that had suited my personality to a T. He was fun to shop with, and amazingly he hadn't been recognized at all. I think he was a bit disappointed by that, but I was happy not to have to put the smack down on any little bitches who might want to mob rush him or grope him.

We finished up our dinner and sat and just regarded each other for a bit.

"How do you feel about Spanish coffee at Hubers?"

Oh that was a good one. The Spanish coffee at Hubers was world famous for being not only hideously rich, but also so strongly alcoholic that it would leave a lightweight like me faced after half a cup.

"It sounds wonderful, but the problem is, I am a bit of a lightweight and you cant drive, so if we go to Hubers, we are either going to have to stay downtown or we are going to have to leave my truck downtown and come and get it tomorrow. What are you thinking?"

Jpov

What am I thinking ? I'm not ready to just go back home and sit around watching tv for the rest of the evening. I've been enjoying her company and its pretty damn obvious she's needed a day and hell, maybe a night out on the town, so why not do it up totally right?

"Why don't we rent a room in a nice place, get cleaned up, and do a night out on the town? Are you up for it? I know I am. I've been sitting around doing pretty much nothing for the past few months and we both don't have anybody expecting us home tonight since Em and the chuckleheads are going to stay at the coast, lets just hang out downtown and party it up. Lets start at Hubers, migrate to Kells and see where things go from there.

Did I break her? She is looking at me like she just full on vapor locked at that suggestion. Maybe it was too much too soon? "Bella? Hello? McFly? Are you in there?"

Bpov

Is he serious? Spend the night downtown partying with him? Gay or not, a night out on the town with a cute man and maybe the opportunity to dance? It boggles the mind. Sharing a hotel room damn sure does. Might as well though, who knows? He might have a very early mid-life crisis.

"That sounds like a plan. Are you sure you don't have anything better to do than hang out with the likes of me? I have clothes to change into, but I didn't see you pick up anything today. What are you going to wear out?"

"Oh that's not a problem, there's a store right across the street from here that has everything I need." and that's how I ended up in a bar fight with a transvestite over whether or not a western shirt with a native American headdress on it was racist.

Jpov

The night had been a lot of fun. We went back home long enough to get my passport so I had some better I.d. and then we went and got a room at a funky hotel tied to restaurant and venue I was familiar with that was close enough to the downtown area that the cab fare wouldn't be insane, but far enough away that it was sure to be quiet. I also knew they had a great breakfast menu and late checkout time and we weren't likely to be spotted, so we dropped her truck off in the parking lot, changed clothes and headed out to an evening that was sure to be interesting if nothing else, and it was.

The woman is not a drinker in any way shape or form. After one Spanish coffee she was leaning against me and telling me all kinds of things that I was filing away for later. When we headed down the street to Kells she got distracted by another bar that she had heard of that had some kind of "Transvestite review that was all the rage" and supposedly the best dancing in all of Portland. The next thing I knew I was following her down some side street to this place and being drug inside a scene out of, "TooWong Fu" or something like that. I was having 10 different fits hoping like hell I wasn't recognized, and feeling like I was in the land of giants because it felt like I was the only person under 5'10 besides Bella who wasn't wearing stiletto heels. There were all kinds of things going on all around me that were all kinds of different, and Bella felt more than happy to encourage me to check them out while she ordered us both some drinks, which appeared to be a Long Island Iced tea for her and three fingers of whiskey for me, damn good thing because I was needing some liquid courage about the time I felt a meaty paw clamp on my shoulder and a gravely voice growl in my ear, "Don't you know that kind of crap is offensive to our Native brothers, there little man?" oh hell.

Bpov

I turn my back on him for FIVE MINUTES and he's in trouble! Really? Can I not take the boy anywhere? I should have known that shirt was going to be a problem in this neck of the woods but, seriously, it was pretty cute on him and who the hell was I to tell him what to buy? It really was a shame when that monster ripped the damn sleeve off of it when Jasper tried to get away. He would have made it if that other jackass hadn't recognized him and gone in to try and get a picture of him in a gay bar. Well, shit, the world needs one less Iphone in it anyway. I didn't know my aim was that good with a shot glass. I'm really gonna have to teach that boy not to lead with his face so much in fights though, he really cannot take too many punches to the nose and expect to stay in acting very long. Drag queens in heels are very susceptible to the SING technique and that got me to him, pulling that goofy shirt up over his head kept them from getting any pictures of him on the way out and yeah…pulling the fire alarm created enough of a commotion to allow me to get him out of sight and out of mind as the cops arrived. Hopefully all there was going to be was a bunch of worked up patrons speculating about who may or may not have been there, and a lot of annoyed cops to sort it all out.

"Shhh! Jasper! Be quiet! I know your nose is bleeding, but if we get up right now the cops are going to spot us and we are going to have to explain why you have a bloody nose so near where they are looking for a guy who was supposedly just in a bar fight. Be still!"

Jpov

"Ow! Ow! Mnnn!" Oh my God…is she really squeezing my face to her boobs trying to keep me quiet? She is! Never mind the ground is cold and wet as all fuck under my ass and my bare back and I can only imagine what kind of filth is being ground into my jeans and my hide as she covers me with her body in some weirdly protective stance she has over me, she is squeezing my face into her boobs! The thought only crossed my mind for a split second that I was getting blood on her new shirt and probably ruining it,(maybe I was going a little gay?), then it dawned on me I had face to boob contact! Yes! Okay…nice. She has firm ones for an older chick. I cant really smell anything other than blood, and I think my nose is probably broken again, but niiiiicccee!.

Bpov

Okay, I've got to get him the hell out of here and back to the hotel safely and then we can explore why he is nuzzling my boobs and getting a hard on when he is supposedly gay, I would say it was the booze, but he only got to wear the last drink I was buying.