There's no sign of a struggle, yet. He wouldn't like that, and he'd make sure I didn't like it. Anita, it's Ronnie. He cleared his throat and fidgeted.
Don't be sorry, make love to me. The moment I thought it, I knew it wasn't true. Besides, what's wrong with being bisexual, or homosexual, or whatever? What does it matter, Richard, as long as you're happy and no one is getting hurt? You don't understand, he said. He was right.
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