Rodney, a full-grown man with top and bottom braces, approached me at a swanky gay bar this weekend and showed soft-core pornography(?) photos of an attractive, half-naked man to the two people I was with. Rodney and his friends at the bar thought that I was the man in the photos. I was not.
That felt really good, though.
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