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Tiana chimed, tilting her red-head to Quinn's direction and I chuckled at how she encoded the tables in the school cafeteria like some board of chess. Tianarose Hartley, my holiday girl. She was a closeted lesbian contented in her own contracted wardrobe. She came out to our cheerleading team but not entirely to the whole school. I called her my holiday girl because we had this game that every special occasion, we had to make out. Whether it is Thanksgiving, independence day, or her dog's birthday, our game would engage flawlessly. We had no pinky string attached to each other because we had a mutual understanding regarding that matter and we also had this invisible decorated wall between us

There was a lot of potential in the writing so he passed it through. The next three were quick rejections. Then he clicked on the next one and quickly noticed it was a gay story. Becca must have followed through with her own suggestion to recruit online for gay erotica authors. He was disappointed to find that the story was a by-the-book CEO romance story. He had read plenty of similar ones over the past two months in the department. The only difference with this one was that the leads were both male. He hesitated over his decision. Becca looked busy over at her desk so he selected Adam for guidance.

It just shouts rage. What could have happened for him to be like that? Am I missing something? I was confused and just decided to follow them. And as I was walking towards the room assigned to us, I saw some people are whispering when they saw me. And that adds more to my confusion, what did I do? Why do I look like a criminal? And just as Jay closed the door, Sean handed me his phone showing some articles. My eyes widen and can't even think straight when I finally read the headlines. It's was all about me and that jerk being in a gay relationship. What the hell?!

“Okay. Drop by my condo sometime. Especially if you get rejected.” “I will. And I won’t.” “Just do it right. Good luck,” he said, laughing. I heard him mutter, “God, can’t believe you’re gonna court someone.” Then the line went dead. His laughter echoed even after the call, and I shook my head. I looked over the list Reigan had dictated to me. I smiled, but my lips trembled with nerves. “These are so cheesy,” I muttered as I read what I’d written. Gabby’s POV

It was someone unexpected—Gael. In the late night, Yanni's voice was slightly hoarse. "We need to talk about a deal, Gael." Gael wasn't a fool. Judging from the woman's hoarse voice, he could tell that she had just had hard sex with a man. He felt a mix of bitterness and discomfort, and he was unable to resist being sarcastic. "Are you mistaken, Yanni? You just had sex with Keaton, and now you're trying to laugh at my expense. What is this? Are you flaunting your achievements to your ex-husband?"

“Shouldn't you be asking where she is?” “I DON'T CARE! WHERE IS MY CHILD?!” “With how hard she rides those prison men,” Gaya shook her head, “The child would be dead… if the bitch was ever truly pregnant.” “You— shut up! She was pregnant!” Gaya scoffed, “Right, but the pregnancy wasn't yours. And she aborted it a month before the failed wedding to Detroit.” “W–what?” He blinked. “You heard me.” She clicked her tongue. “She had a fuckmate, Andrea, her assistant. He was the father of her child. They fell out after she aborted his baby.”

I replied, my face turning red. "So you guys already did it??" he gasped. "Well no…" I say. "But something happened, didn't it?" he asked. "Yeah… and I liked it more than I should have" I groan. "Awwn, I can relate. Sexy men are our weakness" he said while chuckling. Oops, did I forgot to mention Gabe is gay? that was the only reason I was comfortable sharing all this with him. "Yeahhh" I replied, fake crying.

The red dress she wore was soaked thoroughly. The rain pierced into her skin like sharp needles with every drop as she stumbled up the steps with trembling fingers, fumbling through her bag for the keys to her boyfriend’s apartment. She could barely get a hold of them as her hands wouldn’t stop shaking from the cold, along with the humiliation that came with the pain of losing her life’s worth. Everything she had built over the last eight years… gone to the wind! Just like that. The exposé had aired three days ago. VITALIO INDUSTRIES: The Billion-Dollar Crime Machine. It had been her biggest and most successful story and apparently, her last.

"He is always dirty because of the nature of his work. He is a good guy." "A good guy that smokes weeds here and there? A good guy that fights with bottles and dangerous weapons? Common, babe he was just pretending, probably to get in between your legs," Agatha said and sighed. "I would have gladly opened it for him, but he is gay," Gabrielle said and they giggled. Gabrielle and her friend went home after the lectures. Gabrielle could not wait to bathe in a clean bathroom with a shower and watch her favorite movie after that. She also forgot she had an appointment with Brian by 6:30.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.