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Perfection
Well...now I had two of my questions answered. I definitely wanted to paint (so long as Aaron was my model), and I was definitely into having sex with a guy (so long as it was Aaron Friesen). Dammit. I don't know why I thought answering those two concerns in my life would make things easier for me. Shit, I was even more confused than before. I mean, seriously -- would I be this...
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Perfection, Part 1
He had the longest, smoothest, most perfectly shaped legs I'd ever seen, with hair the color of corn silk, soft like down but still glinting gold in the morning sun as it swirled up skin tanned to just the right shade. His shoulders were broad, but not so much that they dominated his body; and his hips were slim, but not so much that they seemed narrow. More of the golden down...
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Perfection, Part 2
I don't remember much about the rest of the day, just that I went into this time warp where everything seemed to go by in slow motion. I mean, c'mon: Aaron Friesen was coming to my dorm room Saturday evening! Aaron-un-fucking-believably-good-looking-Friesen was going to model for me! What else could possibly matter? Well...maybe that my place was a brutal mess. And I don't just mean...
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Perfection, Part 4
The next day did not exist for me. Oh, I dimly noticed the passage of night into day into night. And I sort of recall the distant sounds of church bells calling people to services (this WAS Texas, after all, where even if the state doesn’t have an official religion, people still wonder why you don’t; I’m Presbyterian, for the record). I probably even ate something, though I couldn’t...
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Perfection, Part 5
What can I say about that moment? About drawing Aaron close to have his lips touch mine and feel his breath dance over my cheek; about my hands slipping 'round his waist to the small of his back to hold him next to me? About molding myself against him and knowing his strength and grace and beauty as it caressed my body? Even through two layers of clothing (his tee shirt and mine) I...
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