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He glared at me in open disgust.

I brought Theresa daffodils.

[...] wishing I could do everything in my life once as practice amd then go back and do it again.

The chicken looked like human limbs, and I couldn't bring myself to bite into flesh.

'Thank you, God, for these two good-looking butches' Al and I would lean forward and wink at each other and we'd all laugh for the sheer joy of being who we were, and being it together.

'Did it hurt you the times I couldn't let you touch me? I hope it didn't.'