Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

"Non è la fine finché non è la fine." In collaborazione con "Lovvakappa", artefice di questo lungo progetto insieme. È una long, con scene di "sesso" esplicito tra uomini. Speriamo possa piacervi tanto quanto a noi è piaciuto scriverla. Pace amore empatia. Bex.