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Nov 5, 2013 14:27:29 GMT -5
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 14:27:29 GMT -5
"He's cold to everyone, really, I doubt you could have done anything and have it please him. High strung straight guys are off the table, though."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 14:32:04 GMT -5
" Straight," Herbert scoffed. "So he says."
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Nov 5, 2013 14:43:11 GMT -5
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 14:43:11 GMT -5
"He totally is. I couldn't believe it either."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 14:44:42 GMT -5
"He thinks."
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Nov 5, 2013 14:48:17 GMT -5
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 14:48:17 GMT -5
"Don't push it, I mean it.. He'll melt your face off. I'll have nothing to rub oil on."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 14:54:55 GMT -5
"I'll have a different mask for each day of the week."
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Nov 5, 2013 15:04:50 GMT -5
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 15:04:50 GMT -5
"And I'll polish every one." Alex gave him a squeeze. "Besides, masks are kind of sexy."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 15:07:31 GMT -5
"Straight. Oh, please," Herbert scoffed.
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Nov 5, 2013 15:26:34 GMT -5
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 15:26:34 GMT -5
"You like girls, don't you?"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 15:37:02 GMT -5
"So what if he does too? That doesn't mean a thing."
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 17:06:11 GMT -5
"Bah. Do you want me to take your makeup off or not, Mr. Man?"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 18:47:50 GMT -5
"Mmm. Yes."
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 18:53:05 GMT -5
"Come along, then. Don't bother putting your shirt back on," he added, though it seemed unlikely Herbert ever would unless absolutely necessary. .
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Nov 5, 2013 20:01:45 GMT -5
"You're not bringing it to me?"
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Post by Alex Regan on Nov 5, 2013 20:05:58 GMT -5
"Oh -- oh, sweetheart, yeah, I forgot. Stay put. I'll minister to you."
Alex rolled off the edge of the bed and scampered away.
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