Memory 14
My favourite dessert was vanilla ice cream. I only indulged myself on the hottest summer days. Rosh was with me organising books. The wife had allowed him to come over for the weekend. We sat at the desk sharing vanilla ice cream and pouring over Disc World books. His legs tangled with my longer ones. An action born out of comfort and not love.
You saw it and the shock on your face spoke only of betrayal. I understand now why you felt betrayed. But, Rosh (although gay) was my friend before I was yours. He was good to me.
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