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He reaches out and pushes a few magazines on the desk towards me. I look at the covers, and the next moment, my face is so hot like it’s about to explode. There’re pictures of men, half naked, their hands on each other, their positions unmistakable. I look up at Raven only to find him laughing breathlessly at my expression. “Oh, boy,” he says. “I’ve never seen a man go so red so fast. Pop—like a lightbulb! Have you never seen gay porn before?” “What is wrong with you?” I grab a handful of my hair, my mind boggling with everything that must be said and fixed here. “You can’t have such magazines in the house! What if Catherine found them?”

A second later, he coughed lightly and said, “Sir’s friend… is at the top of the charts in terms of capabilities and popularity, but…” “He’s Seth Greene.” Thomas, “...”

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

"Gross, you should continue eating first Ms. vee before mentioning gross stuff." He said and I just made him suffer. "Nye nye, who cares." I said weakly. _ I finished eating. I'm here in front of the fridge, just looking at what's inside. "Peanut butter? Is this new?" I asked myself and took it. I suddenly grinned at something silly. I've seen it on F******k and YouTube. You can try if it's effective bwahaha! Where is that gay?! They say they'll just take a shower for a while, but it seems like it's going to take a long time!? maybe he's not doing ashushu, why??

She spoke respectfully, inviting Violet to taste the delicious food. "I'm not hungry," Violet scoffed icily, refusing. Carl's gaze dimmed when he heard her. He ordered the maid to leave and quickly approached Violet. He took the fork and fed a piece of cherry tomato to Violet. The bright red cherry tomatoes were cooked with a special technique. They gave off a light sour smell. Violet's eyes lit up, and she looked toward the tray Carl was holding. There were broccoli, cherry tomatoes, walnuts, and something smooth and soft like tofu.

The former Demon tried to hold back his loud wailing, only to make nearly as loud sniffles and snuffles. "No, I already knew you. At least, by reputation. There aren't many green creatures out there in the world. My name is Cook. I am Liam Martelli's husband." Cook's deep, strong voice hitched at the word. "His no-fur, I mean. Everyone probably knows I'm not really a tom by now."

I looked at Pasha and approached him. - I will not live with the bumpkins in the same house! - Kitty shouted and threw an evil look at the table where the keys to the apartment lay. “What difference does it make to you, you’re a lesbian,” Fox snorted, picking up a bunch of keys. And everyone else here is gay. “Hmm, the little one will not be timid at all” The face of the guy immediately turned out to be the muzzle of a gun. “It’s very scary,” the Fox quipped, ostentatiously pushing the muzzle away from his temple with his finger.

“Don’t yell. My brain is currently a fragile ecosystem. One wrong vibration and I’ll implode.” I sat down, folding my arms. “What happened to you?” “Vodka. Gin. Something blue. A cocktail that probably doubled as windshield cleaner.” She lifted her glasses enough to look at me with bloodshot eyes. “I was trying not to think about your brother. Gavin. He is God’s gift to academia and the one man who makes me question my entire gay identity.” I laughed before I could stop myself, the sound sharp and unexpected. “That’s what you were doing last night?”

I held her hands and stated bluntly, " I think she's a tart" I felt Gabby withdraw and flinch. " She's nothing like that. Watch your tongue!" " You're really gonna fight with me because of her? She's not gonna marry you, you know!" " Gay marriages are now legalized in most parts of the world" " You aren't gonna do LGBT now, right? That's so shameless!" " Richard, I don't wanna fight. Not today" Gabby said in such a low tone it sounded more like a whisper as she walked out.

I shrugged, ", Honestly I don't know, it happened I guess, doesn't mean anything, look the sooner you come to peace with it, the faster you get over it" "No I refuse to believe that the man I spent years raising is throwing it away for this". "I'm not throwing anything away, Infact if you think about it, when I start dating Mason, a lot of good things started happening, I became my best self , I started winning multiple awards, so if for anything we should thank God that I found myself faster because if I didn't you would have probably not been alive to watch my succeeded ". "I honestly have no issues with whatever Mason chooses to be, as long as he's happy honestly. I met a lot of people an