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I know that's why we ate out at that place that night; I think that's half the reason anyone goes there, especially those old geezers, crowing and drooling all around him. One of my housemates, Todd, caught me staring at him during dinner and warned me privately to stay away, said he was supposed to be promiscuous, that he'd been seen recently sucking off some leather queen in the parking lot; then Bill, a different housemate of mine, must've heard who we were talking about, because he started glancing over at the bar and saying how Tom House 29 crazy he thought the guy was, that he talked like he was from the eighteenth century, or some shit.
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Best American Gay Fiction 3 by Brian Bouldrey (editor)