By Owen Townend
“Possession is nine-tenths of Terry’s love,” Geoff warned me not too long ago. He was the most recent. Both have slid between my pink sheets.
They’re really laying into each other now. In a sports store, no less.
“He is a sweetie,” I replied.
“Oh, Terry is. Definitely.”
Geoff has just fallen back against a rail of rugby jerseys, wrinkling a green one. XXL: Terry’s size. He stands over Geoff. I can’t tell who looks more hurt.
“He’s just demanding, you know?” Geoff told me. “Won’t ever let me out.”
I like Geoff. I like Terry. They made a cute couple.
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