Here's the next chapter guys! I LOVE YOU ALL! Okay, not all of you. Just those who take the time to read stuff I write. Kidding, I love everybody . . . except for one person. That one person can rot in hell for all I care, but the rest of you all have special places in my heart. Like (points) you (points again) and you and (points a third time) YOU! I CAN'T FORGET ABOUT YOU! HUGS FOR EVERYBODY! *big hugs*

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"Tom," the woman said in an accent that couldn't mistake she was from Virginia, walking over to Collins and hugging him. "I knew you wouldn't let me down. I so glad you decided to come."

"Well, ain't you goin' introduce us?" the man with the deep voice asked in the same accent as the woman. Collins took another deep breath and turned to his friends.

"These are the people who are near and dear to me," he said. "This is, for the third time today, Angel, Mark, Roger, Mimi, Maureen, Joanne, and Benny. You guys, this is Marvin and Virginia Collins. Also known as, my parents."

"Nice to meet everybody," Virginia said. She looked at her husband, who was staring intently at Angel, expectantly and cleared her throat.

"Yes," he agreed, still staring at Angel. "It's very nice to meet you." He then looked to Collins. "You picked a very interesting day to come down, Tom."

"I did?" Collins asked.

"Yes. Today is Saturday, which only means that tomorrow is Sunday. I assume you'll be attending church." Before Collins could respond, Tammy ran into the livingroom, holding something and giggling. Not even half a minute later an extremely tall man came into the room and immediately stopped when his eyes landed on Collins. A huge grin spread across his face.

"Well, I'll be damned," he said, speaking with a rather thick southern accent. "Mr. New York City done came back to town."

"Stack," Collins said quietly. He was suddenly receiving a hug that could be compared to an anaconda squeezing the life out of someone. "Oxygen . . . good . . . cuttin' of my supply . . ." The hug stopped.

"Sorry. I'm just happy and surprised to see my lil' brother is all."

"I bet you're more surprised than happy, Lamont," Marvin said.

"Nah. Pretty much half and half." Lamont turned to the bohemians and Benny, who were all staring at him with widened eyes. "These your friends, Tom?"

"Yeah and I've already introduced them three times," Collins replied.

"Why're they starin' at me like that?"

"It's probably you're height. I told them you were extremely tall, but I guess they didn't believe me much."

"Judging by the looks on their faces, I'd say they didn't believe you at all," Virginia said, smiling. She glanced at Marvin, who was still staring at Angel.

"MY GOD!" Maureen shouted, causing everyone to jump and Marvin's attention to go from Angel to her.

"What?" Collins asked.

"You said he was tall, but he's not tall, HE'S HUGE!"

"Seven foot two and still growin'," Lamont said proudly. Two men that looked exactly the same then walked into the room.

"Did you get it from her yet?" one of them asked.

"Hold your horses, Reed," Lamont told him. "Where'd that lil' troublemaker get to?" Tammy peered from behind Marvin's legs and giggled again. "Tammy-"

"It's mine now!" Tammy interrupted.

"What's yours?" Jasmine asked. "What does she have?"

"A tool to fix the ca-" Reed was elbowed in the stomach by his twin.

"A tool to fix the . . . what?" Marvin asked. Reed smacked his twin brother in the head and was smacked in the face in return.

"Reed, Martin, cut that out," Virginia scolded her sons.

"Yes ma'am," they both said together.

"Hey, Tom's here!" Martin said. He and Reed hugged Collins at the same time.

"Do you always have to do everything together?" Collins asked.

"Yeah," the twins replied.

"What does Tammy have?" Jasmine asked again.

"A tool to fix the car," Reed said.

"You weren't supposed to say that!" Martin responded.

"I'm not the one who broke it!"

"You broke the car?" Marvin asked in shock. "We just got home!"

"I know, Dad," Martin said. "I was parkin' it and then somethin' happened . . ." Martin stopped himself as his father's facial expression changed to anger. "Don't worry, Jesse's fixin' it." Maureen's eyes lit up.

"Where's Jesse?" she asked. "Where is he?"

"He's outside in the garage workin' on the car." Maureen suddenly flew out of the room, with Joanne, Mimi, and Angel all right behind her.

"NO!" Collins cried. "Roger, kiss your girl goodbye, man." He, Mark, Roger, Benny, and Collins' family all followed the girls. When they caught up with them, they were standing outside of the garage. A pair of shoes could be seen under the car and clanking noises could be heard.

"I only see his feet," Mimi said.

"He's gotta come from underneath the car," Reed told her.

"How do we get him to come out?"

"I know how!" Maureen said. "OH, JESSE!" The noises stopped and the person under the car slid from under it. A man with skin slightly lighter than Collins' stood up. He wore a pair of jeans with a small towel hanging in one of the belt loops, gray gloves, and an opened, sleeveless mechanic's shirt that said 'Jesse' on one side. As sweat ran down his chest and onto his six-pack abs, the girl's, minus Jasmine, gasped.

"Somebody call me?" Jesse said, taking his gloves off. Maureen walked up to him as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his towel.

"I did," she said, smiling.

"Well, ain't you a pretty little thing?" Jesse flashed her a smile and she giggled. "What's your name?"

"Maureen."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Maureen." Jesse took Maureen's hand and kissed it gently as Mimi, Joanne, and Angel walked toward him. "And who are you lovely ladies?"

"Mimi Marquez," Mimi said.

"Mimi Marquez, huh? I heard Latinas are the way to go."

"You heard correct then." Jesse kissed Mimi's hand just as he had done Maureen's.

"I'm Joanne Jefferson," Joanne said, smiling and feeling strange that she was hoping a man would be attracted to her. She also received a kiss on the hand. Then Jesse moved on to Angel, who was trying her best not to look into his eyes.

"And you are . . .?" he asked. Angel looked up and her breath caught in her throat.

"Um . . . engaged," she said, causing Jesse to laugh.

"Your name?"

"Angel."

"Angel . . . indeed." Jesse kissed both of Angel's hands and held them. "An angel of the first degree at that."

"Okay!" Collins said. "Now, you've all met Jesse. Let's go back inside. It's hot out here."

"But I wanna stay with Jesse!" Maureen whined.

"Me too!" Joanne said.

"Me three!" Angel agreed.

"Me four!" Mimi added.

"MIMI!" Roger cried in disbelief. "I can't believe you!"

"What?"

"You're my girlfriend and you're drooling all over some other guy just cause he kissed your hand!" Something in Roger's mind clicked. "He kissed your hand!" Roger's face started turning red with anger.

"Hold up there, man," Jesse said. "I do that to every lady I meet. It's polite and I'm a gentleman." He winked at Angel, who blushed.

"Seriously guys, we should go inside and let Jesse finish up his work," Collins suggested.

"Can we watch?" Maureen asked Jesse for all of the girls.

"Sure ya'll can," Jesse replied. "Just as long as it don't bother you that I'm sweatin'."

"It doesn't brother me at all," Mimi assured him.

"The same goes for me," Joanne said.

"Dido," Angel replied.

"Same here," Maureen told him. Jesse flashed all four of them a brilliant smile.

"Well, step into my workplace," he said. The girls followed without listening to a word Collins or Roger said.

Small thing. Jesse's bisexual guys! Just cause I want him to be! :P

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