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Fiction 43 Comments

A New Year’s Sex

It is New Year’s Eve. I am fucking bored out of my fucking mind. I haven’t heard from CeeJay since Christmas day. He is out of town on an emergency

Poetry 35 Comments

You Are Gay. Yes, I Am

You are gay, you tell me You say you see it when I work my hips You see it when my lips move every time you talk You’re very gay,