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“Uh...no, of course not! But bro, your answer is really weird and messed up.” Kevin scratched his head thoughtfully. “If you’re not a masochist, then I guess you’re what they call a ‘sub.’ The more someone mistreats you, the happier you get.” Yosef’s brow twitched in irritation. “What’s Godber been teaching you all day?” Kevin smirked. “You’re getting worked up.” Yosef sighed in exasperation. “Go to sleep.” Kevin spread his arms wide. “Alright, I won’t say anything more. Let’s just sleep, okay, bro?”

Megan said angrily, drinking from her glass. "Axton is Asexual" Kent said and Megan almost choked after hearing what Kent said. "He's what?" She asked. "He's asexual. He doesn't feel any attraction towards women and sex isn't a thing that freaks him. When he said you should seduce him, he didn't clearly mean you should seduce him into having sex with you" Kent said, while Megan stayed quiet. "All he's trying to say is, you should seduce him into being a normal human again".

"Daddy? He looks like a girl, doesn't he?" His eyes pierced my whole being. His admiration for what he saw could not escape my eyes. I just want to kneel. . . and pray. He smiled at me causing me to swallow again. "Good morning," he greeted. I bowed slightly, "G-good morning too." He was very attractive on his attire. I swallowed again when I saw his big arm. He held out one of his hands in front of me, "I'm KYLE VARGAS," he Introduced.

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Aside from that, the room was very empty with only a few chairs here and there. “That's Roger, your trainer.” Keegan gesticulated to a man on one of the chairs. He was extremely hefty and was shirtless; dark and scary tattoos ran all over his body and he was wearing something like a large black blanket around his waist with dark flowers like a crown around his head. His face also had what looked like mascara on his eyelids, lips, and cheeks. He looked really gothic and that scared me. "Hi Roger." I waved at him when we stopped in front of him.

😄 (note: they are mostly in the LGBTQ+ genre. ---love, Brey.

"Wait, there must be some kind of mistake, K is a girl." I protested but I know his phone suggests the opposite, he is definitely 'K'. Kevin said, "Hey when did I ever said I was a girl? You know you should really stop jumping to your silly conclusions, okay?" "But you're profile pictur-" He cuts me off, "-is a girl that I like, it's a famous singer." "Oh.. yeah, that makes a lot of sense actually." I continued protesting, "But still, 'K' is so misleading!"

Keegan exhaled and scratched the back of his neck, suddenly looking a little sheepish and entirely endearing. "So..." he said, glancing at her hand for a moment, then back up to her eyes with a crooked smile. "Let's start from the beginning, hm?" He extended his hand, open and gentle, like he wasn't just offering a shake. "Hi, beautiful," he said with mock seriousness while his grin was growing. "I'm Keegan Sergeyev. You can call me Segen... Only you can call me Segen. It's a very exclusive honor, I'll have you know."

I begged her with my eyes to shut the hell up, but she didn’t let up on the glare she was giving her father. “Big brother, huh?” “Yup. Don’t feel a thing for him.” She leaned in and whispered loud enough for all of us to hear.“I think he is gay, too.” She shrugged at her father’s shocked expression. Clement pursed his lips and said, “I don’t say this often, but I’m sorry, Keegan.”

Jackson laughed as he entered and signaled to the guys to start working. "Yeah,right? I had no choice as Scott agreed to it to" Kylie said and twitched her lips. "He did? Woah! On a normal day,he would never associate himself with a girl,not to talk of living with one" Jackson stated and sat down on the couch. "Well,to him. I'm the third gender" Kylie said and made air quotes. "Kylie,where did you...." Allison said but suddenly stopped as she saw Jackson. Her hair was rough and she had a toothbrush in her mouth and she was putting on a princess-like pyjamas.Allison ran back squealing in anger at herself, for appearing in such a shabby way.