"What the hell are you and why are you following me?" I demanded, angrily, as I rubbed my sore arms. "I am a Specially Created Observational Technological Trainee, otherwise known as an S.C.O.T.T. Your safety is my top priority. I have been trained to tend to my human," he explained. Ok, I could play along. "Well, S.C...
If there's one thing Mitch Grassi hates most in life, it's himself. Being an in-closet gay, bullied constantly, and having only one friend isn't the greatest. But when an old (and very hot) friend makes his way back into Mitch's life, can Mitch finally learn to let someone in?
