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Taking a nice, deep breath, Destro rinsed his hair out and began to work along his body, glancing at Ashley and chuckling faintly when he saw how he acted. "It's nice to know you're energy doesn't deteriorate after classes..." Destro muttered, eyeing the other male before him and then rinsing his soapy body off.
Once he finished up, Destro allowed Ashley to clean himself while he stepped out, grabbing a towel for himself but not leaving one behind for Ashley. "I still need you to do something once you're out." Destro said loud enough for him to hear, heading towards his dresser so that he could get some clothes before returning to work on what he was doing beforehand.
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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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