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At least he was able to get rid of his apartment. Will had passed his GED the first week of December.
But this morning when I asked her if Dirk was defrosting the turkey at his place because I'd not seen it, she dropped the bomb that he was on a no-poultry diet and had bought a ham for us to bake instead tomorrow. Lots of people had ham instead of turkey.
Repeating from back to front, weaving patterns he knew from memory.
How to squirt.
Whenever he did Shibari work, he seemed to zone out.
It was only a one-bedroom apartment, but there was a large alcove in the living room that Chris had set up divider screens around to hide a futon and a small chest of drawers for Will's privacy.
His lips gently brushed mine. Over and over again.