I am, I said. This wasn't just feeding the ardeur. I can't hold him one-handed, not alone. It was meant to withstand battering by bigger things than hands.
Says he just came to watch a little fag wag. So I stopped insulting him with lies, and we got down to business. I had to move fast and firm, no hesitations, because Richard's grip wasn't perfect control. I so didn't want to do this.
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