When Nathan drove me up to Durango Colorado, we had a little trouble finding the place. We were driving in circle trying to find the address. When we pulled up a few minutes later, we realized it was a little further uptown. We needed to go up to Florida road and we were starting to get hungry. It was about time too because Natalie had already cooked us something to eat. When we came inside Natalie's apartment, it smelled good and it soared all over the living room. she had a dog named Luka in which was waiting for us. We sat down to a dinner of rice and barbeque meatballs. Natalie served the three of us each a plate of white rice and meatballs covered with barbeque sauce. I didn't get a chance to see a view of what she was serving me. The first plate went to me and so I had to be careful of what it tasted like. I took a seat on the chair and ate my dinner. It was really good and wanted seconds. I thought of my cousin, Rez'ne the one who came to see me when Randy passed away, and what he says about good cooks. "a Good cook follows a book in the kitchen. If she can cook, she can clean, she's all yours." Natalie was a good cook and it was better than what my cousin makes. I could tell that Nathan liked it just as much as I did. never in all my 50 years have I had something so delicious that it made me beg for more. While we were watching a movie, Natalie gave me a light belly rub that I practically got spoiled. her foot targeted the spots and made them soothe out. I became relaxed and at home when she did this, I came closer to warming up to her than I had been before. I drooled a little and dozed off in the relaxation. Nathan would never pamper me like this and had never let anyone touch me until I met Natalie. I liked her cooking and liked her massages and she never ran out of spoils to pamper me with. I wanted her to give me a car wash this summer just to get a feel on how she scrubbed. I seemed to overhear when she was talking to Nathan that she used to clean her mom's cars with a scrunchy sponge and car soap. Nathan only hosed me off and just called me clean. I wanted a thorough bath and not from a car wash where the system was rough but from Natalie. the way she was telling it, sounded like royalty. The three of us watched "Idiocracy" which was a Mike Judge film that he made. He even created Beavis and Butt-head...one of my favorite show on TV. that night, Nathan needed mountain dews and I had realized I had fallen asleep during the movie. it took me a while to open my eyes and wake up. I stood on all four tires and shook the lazy nerves off. Nathan and Natalie drove me into town to Walmart and as again, I waited for them to come out since it would be a short time to run in, get the soda pop pack and come out. nope! instead of waiting for 5 minutes to find them, I waited for 30 minutes for the two lovers to come out only to find they had three bags of groceries in their hands. I'm wondering "What gives?"

I waited 30 minutes in the parking lot and the moment Nathan and Natalie unlocked the doors to get in, I hear that Natalie was going to make a pie. I started right up when that word tempted me. It was my favorite to have in April. As long as it was lemon, I would be in heaven. When we got to Natalie's apartment, Natalie got to work on making a pie. I studied her as she put all the ingredients together; the lemon filling, the sugar, and cool whip. I got excited as she put it in the graham cracker crust. I got excited as she put the other half of the cool whip on top of the pie and put it in the fridge to toughen up. She gave me the bowl to lick out clean. the tangy lemon filling made me drool over its creamy sweet and sour glory, just like in the bakery stores. when I licked the bowl clean, I ditched it on the kitchen floor and cleaned up the leftovers on my face. I still couldn't wait to have an actual slice of pie later on. I enjoyed cleaning the bowl and I felt like a youngster again. my taste buds couldn't wait to get a dig in when the pie got done hardening up in the fridge. 20 minutes later, the pie was done, Natalie took it out of the fridge and served the three of us. Nathan knew it was already his favorite just by tasting it. Natalie's pie turned out great and earned first place winner in my book. It hit the spot because lemon pie was really good in the summer. it was also a great way to kick off to a good start. I had a sweet tooth in my mouth that nothing could fix the satisfactory except for a slice of lemon pie, tell you one thing. If Natalie entered her lemon pie in a country fair pie contest, it would win because no one could resist the hypnotizing glory call of lemon pie. I had gobbled up that piece of pie and scrubbed the plate of every last crumb lurking behind.

then, I looked at Natalie and she read my mind. I got a second slice of pie. I ate it slowly so I didn't get a toothache. It had been a fact that one time I heard from Gonzo lemon pie was even better the second day that it's been in the refrigerator. Maybe he had been a young fool then, but we all agree to disagree. Once I've finished my second slice of pie, I licked out the plate of the crumbs and made myself at home. I laid out on Natalie and Nathan's laps on the couch. It when the bonding was getting good, it was interrupted by a phone call from Buck, an inmate at the Roswell New Mexico prison. He had looked at child porn years ago and was there for quite some time. Nathan picked it up and spoke to him. I remembered him a long time ago when he smelled so bad, he could kill the wings off a fly. His house was located in Flora Vista New Mexico in a trailer park. I hoped one day, Natalie wouldn't find out about Buck, but she was going to find out. I almost threw up when he rode with Nathan and me in town. Buck was that smelly. The bad hygiene of Buck was all caused by not bathing for weeks was beyond me. this is how I got my old car smell years ago. I didn't worry about him since he had been in jail, far, far away. I prepared for the day Nathan the beans about my movie career cut short one day.