Anthology of pegging Paul (among other things) throughout the years. It spans from 1962 to 1994
Its not a narrative love story, but more of an interconnected series of events. It's in the second person. I tried to make any physical descriptions vagu...
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You'll have to suspend your disbelief for this one, boys. Maybe it's a fever dream. (I've been there).
I finished this chapter last, and I think it's my favorite, lol :) It's a rather long one.
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You could say you were a bit confused.
You knew for a fact that there was only one Paul, yet there were two here.
Well, not exactly two Pauls. Neither of them quite looked like him. One of them had a bowtie...and Buddy Holly glasses...hair quaffed in a 1950's style. He was playing a guitar (they both were) but this Paul was playing right-handed. It was as if the real Paul decided to dress up as Buddy Holly...or Hank Marvin maybe...
The other guitarist Paul...well, you couldn't quite place who he was supposed to be. He had long hair coming past his shoulders. Even with the mullet, Paul's hair was never that long. He had on a windbreaker and graphic shirt, Japanese characters on it. It was his two toned shoes your eyes ended up drifting to.
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They were standing, playing, on these multicolor steps, whilst you were on the bottom. You had to look up at them.
You didn't recall when they started to play, the both of them doing so the entire time you sat. Right handed, left handed, they were a mirror image of each other.
