I need to learn how to use a straight razor.
See, sometimes, my subconscious likes to pop up and punch me in the face with an image I hadn’t even realized was hot yet. Then, I dream, and the image won’t leave my brain for days.
About two or three days ago, I had one of those [...]

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a/k/a, an Ode To Legs
I’ve often written about Sebastian’s legs, but his aren’t the only I admire. Last year at camp I met a boy who’s legs impressed me. So much so that when I saw him on the D.O. site this year I had to send him a message to compliment those gams.
It was, [...]

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