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Josh leaned against the counter near Akira, looking at what he had on the counter out and then reading what he wrote. With a soft smile, Josh kissed the other male yet again today, unable to keep himself away from him it seemed. “That sounds delicious, I’d love one. And I’ll let you make it. I want to try something that you made all on your own.” Josh said as he felt his stomach growl slightly from the sight of food, barely noticing how hungry he was until now.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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