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foxmonkeyIn other words, I've finished my part of the story.
If you're so inclined, I give you the complete story, ...or Treat, a ScotMonk production. Scotty wrote the first part, I wrote the second part.
Two great tastes that taste good together...JC and Justin! Chris and Lance!
Happy Halloween. :-)
If you're so inclined, I give you the complete story, ...or Treat, a ScotMonk production. Scotty wrote the first part, I wrote the second part.
Two great tastes that taste good together...JC and Justin! Chris and Lance!
Happy Halloween. :-)
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Date: 2002-10-31 11:50 am (UTC)And this: "Looky, looky."
Chris turned and followed Lance's arching eyebrow to the second floor, where Justin and JC finally emerged from Justin's room. He started to laugh. "Tell me he's not." Justin, at the head of the stairs, glanced in their direction and scowled when Chris laughed.
"Oh, but he is," Lance said. "I can't believe it still fits."
"It doesn't." And it didn't.
Had me going, and giggling, and cackling, and pounding table tops, because like—Justin would so wear that! Heeheehaw. Such lush images, baby!
And like, you're such a teasy, smut skipper. Indeed. :-P