goatee

i saw him standing across the room.... stunning, the only words i could think. he stood there with his goatee wrapping around
his face like a velvet robe wrapped around my buttchecks. i shot down my drink, and worked up the courage to
approach him.

he looked at me with interest as i walked through the bar, to where he was sitting. his hat, he smiled up at me, and took my hand
and softly grabbed the back of my head and pulled it close to his. he whispered something in my ear that i will never forget.

"HEY BROTHER"

i quickly pulled away from his grasp.

"what did you say?" i asked.
he looked at me, and non-chalantly walked away.
i followed him.

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