As I said, normally I would be all over this fellow, but he was Kathy’s boyfriend still (they always got back together eventually-I think she liked to give her vag a break for a week or so). I told him to calm down, that he was drunk, to quit being silly. He told me that he knew I was gay, that we had some friends in common that I did not know about. Besides, it had been over a week for him and he was horny. And Kath wouldn’t know unless I told her about it. And besides, when else would I have an opportunity to play with something like what he had to offer?
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