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I hum kissing my secret goodbye, he asks grabbing out a cigarette. 'Where are you going? We're not done.' I groan. 'I need to get home to my family you asshole.' He chuckles a bit. 'So do I, but I'm not going to be there.'

I get up and leave, I drive home drinking some beer to get the smell out of my mouth, I put on some deodorant on to get the smell of sex off of me, and I tidy up my hair, I get in to see my wife and son standing there, I ask. 'The fuck do you want faggot?' He rolls his eyes. 'Just cause you're so sad doesn't mean you have to be a dick head to me.'

I laugh. 'Please, what's so good about being gay?' Craig rolls his eyes. 'Someone actually cares about you and won't judge you for little things.' I slap him. 'Shut up fairy.' He says upset. 'Mum. Thomas. I'm going to get spend the night at my boyfriends. Fuck you.' He quickly runs off with a bag, I look at my wife. 'Why didn't you beat him?!'


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