Memory 88
We were drunk that night. It had been a stupid decision to get drunk. You had commission work and I had a job to get to. I talked you into it. I posed it as a challenge and it forced you to react. You hated losing and I hated you for winning. Still, we started stupid and pigged out on junk food. Your health issues damned. It was the slow kisses and the fast sex against the wall. The whole endeavour was positively mortifying and you never let me forget it.
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
