11-27-2020, 08:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-27-2020, 08:24 PM by Gareth Scott.)
"Good night," said Gareth, and he left as well. He needed to go home and try not to fantasize about the bigger man. Easier said than done... Just kidding. Quentin wasn't his type.
He returned the next morning, fresh and feeling a lot better. "Good morning, sir," he greeted.
He returned the next morning, fresh and feeling a lot better. "Good morning, sir," he greeted.