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Is this the one you’re talking about, Nonnie?
Here you go, nonnie! :)
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I’m not sure which one this is, but can anybody help out? Thanks! (:
Signal boosting! I wasn’t really around to know the fic this anon is talking about, but if anyone is, send me an ask! :)
WOAH, this is like, one of six people who answered this question! Thank you all! :) And here you are, anon.
Oh, I so DO anon, I know exactly which one you’re talking about! The author even drew out little score sheets and everything, right? And there were like three or four different levels and there were ‘boner bonuses,’ right? Ugh, I know it quite well!
The “ugh” is because I have no idea where it is. Can someone with better bookmarking skills than me help this darling out?
Drunk, Young and Free
Chris is fed up with the way his night is going, all he wanted to was to get some ass… That’s when Joey, Joe and Darren stumble into the club. What the hell are they doing in a gay bar? Why is Darren dancing with a cute blonde guy if he’s straight? Why is Chris getting jealous?…
‘Why do I even bother?’ thought Chris as he took off his glasses and relaxed back into the chair. He scanned his eyes around the club, appreciating the view of a topless brunette dancing his way seductively across the floor. The glasses Chris was wearing were only part of his outfit, he could see perfectly really. He had spent most the afternoon picking out an outfit and not ONCE since he’d arrived at the gay bar had anyone hit on him.
Chris’s head span as he tried to remember just how many drinks he’d had tonight. Through the haze he caught someone’s eye from across the room. An older man, he looked about mid 40’s, with a gruff beard and yellowish skin, tried smiling alluringly back at him and displayed a range of broken and blackened teeth. Really?