One Misstep Leads to Another
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Last published Tue, Jun 14, 2016
"A bar was the last place Akira wanted to be. He'd always find himself stuck conversing with one of the glamoured-up men or women that were there whenever he was forced to go out by his rather persistent friend, Yuu, on the occasional Friday night. Trying to wriggle his way out of conversations that were laced with innuendoes of things not to Akira's taste was like trying to get away from a pack of hungry female wolves on heat: deadly. Akira simply wasn't interested in any of that. Unlike what was "normal", Akira was uncomfortable with the whole intimate touching thing. Fact was, it made his skin crawl."
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