Date: Tue, 15 Jan 2008 08:55:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Howard <randyhoward2@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Politician / Chapter 4 'Redemption' / Beginnings

The Politician
By
randyhoward2@yahoo.com
Chapter 4 'Redemption'

>From Chapter 3 'The Flies'

"You ready love," I ask him.

"Go for it Jas," he says.  I gently push as he pushes back
and my cock head pops in.  I stop as his back lifts in pain.

"Oh fuck I forgot how much it hurt Jas," he says.  I wait
until he relaxes then I start to fuck, pushing in more with
each push.  He is pushing back as we find our rhythm as we
fuck like lovers in love.  I lean down, and I kiss him as I
pound his ass, picking up speed with each thrust.  I feel his
ass contract and I know he is close so I grab his cock.  I
jerk to the rhythm of our fucking and he shoots a long rope
of his seed.  Rope after thick rope he shoots onto his chest
and then I start to shoot.  I shoot my sperm deep into his ass
filling my best friend with my seed.  We are deep in the
heat of our passion when I hear.

"What the fuck is going on here?"


Chapter 4 'Redemption'

"Brandon babe, this isn't what it looks like." I say as he
turns and leaves.

"Fuck Jason will he say anything to Linda," he asks.

"I don't know," I say. "I thought you locked the door."

"I did that one," he said pointing to the one we entered. "He
came in through me personal entrance. Linda must have
told him about it. This isn't good Jas," he says with a
worried look.

I get dressed and I go and to find Brandon.  He is in our
bedroom and he is crying. I walk in and he turns to me and
says in a hurt voice.

"What the fuck was that about?"

"Babe, please it is not what you think."

"Don't call me babe and you don't know what I think," he
says. "I know what I saw.  You were fucking Tom and you
didn't' look like you were being forced to." He says.

"Things just got out of hand Brandon. I don't love him, I
love you babe. Please believe me Brandon there is nothing
between us."

"Well it didn't look like it from where I stood," he said.

"Please believe me when I tell you that we were talking and
he made a pass at me.  He told me that he had the
information I wanted and that if I wanted it I had to give
him what he wanted. What could I do babe." I knew I was
lying but I had to turn this situation around. "I would never
intentionally hurt you babe. Never in a million years would
I do that."  He finally calmed down, came over to me,
looked into my eyes, and said.

"Well seeing how he kind of blackmailed you, I guess I can
forgive you," he said then he kisses me. I am kissing him
and I think to myself, 'another close one you got your self
out of. Some day you won't be so lucky.'

"Babe please don't say anything about this to Linda. I do
not want to destroy her family.  I think that Tom was just
lusting after the old times and lost track of his senses."

"I won't say anything to either of them but I don't want it
to happen again, do you hear me," he says in a threatening
voice.

"It will not ever babe, I won't let it.  I do have to talk to
him about what he found out.  I promise that nothing will
happen and if you want you can come with me." I tell him
knowing that he is to embarrass to come.

"No you go love, I trust you. Just give me your word that if
he ever tries this again you will just walk away."

"I promise babe, you have my word on it." I tell him and
we kiss to seal it.

I go back to Tom's office and he is pacing the floor. The
instant I walk in through his personal entrance he runs to
me and asks.

"Well is he going to say anything to Linda?"

"Relax Tom, I told him that you had a laps of judgment and
that things got out of hand. He bought it hook, line and
sinker.  He believes what I have him believe.  He is great in
bed but a bit dense it the brain department," I tell him and I
take him in my arms and we kiss. He is a little hesitant at
first but as my tongue enters his mouth, he quickly
succumbs to my charm.  We kiss hard and passionate until
he breaks it and says.

"Well let's not take any chances, Jas.  I do not need any
scandal at this point in my career."

"Your right, Tom. Now what have you got on this Sam
Waters guy for me." I ask him.

"You won't believe the shit he has been into here.  He was
involved in a land scandal ten years ago that involved a
company he owned and some land that was being
developed by the city.  He was a selectman at the time and
got the city to buy the land for thousands more than what it
was worth.  Then two years later his wife filed for divorce
because she caught him in bed with a fourteen-year-old
girl.  It seems that the girl and her family disappeared
shortly before the court hearing and never came back until
after the divorce was settled.  It was declared Irreconcilable
Differences.  Then that same year the two of them, the girl
and him run off to some southern state and get married."

"Wow I never in a million years would have guessed he
had that kind of shit to hide. No wonder they took off for
Vermont. This is good Tom, I do owe you friend. Hey can
you get away some time this week so we can get together
where we won't get interrupted?"

"I have a place over in Davis County that is secluded and
we can be free to enjoy ourselves," he tells me. "Can you
get away from Brandon though is the question."

"I can come up with something as long as it doesn't involve
you. Maybe Linda could take him out for the day and
occupy him while we have our fun." I say as I give him a
kiss.

"That can be arranged.  Can you follow my lead at dinner
tonight Jas? I will have to play it by ear," he tells me.

"No problem stud, I am use to thinking on my feet."

I leave his office feeling excited about our rendezvous
tomorrow and I start to sprout wood. 'Fuck I can't have
that with what just happened,' I said to myself. I stop in the
bathroom and drop my drawers. I grab my cock and I jerk it
off thinking of the time I will have tomorrow.  I cum in the
sink and I clean it up, put my cock away and go about my
business.  I find Brandon sitting with Linda in the den and
ask her if she would excuse us.  I take Brandon and we go
for a walk.

"What's up," he asks me looking suspicious.

"Several things babe. First you won't believe the shit that
Tom got for me on Sam." I then told him about all that
Tom had told me.  "Tomorrow I have to be gone for most
of the day digging." I tell him.

"Digging," he says with a puzzles look.

"Yes, digging into Sam's past, newspapers, libraries, and
town halls. I want as much dirt as I can get on this guy so
that I can bury him in it." I tell him. "I may even have to go
over to Cedar City and look up the family of that girl he
married. Therefore, I might be gone overnight. Did you
want to come with me or do you and Linda have plans," I
ask him.

"I don't know if I want to go babe. It sounds so boring and
you know how I hate doing that shit. I hate digging up shit
that could destroy someone's life." He says. "Besides let
me see what Linda has going and hopefully we can do
something together. I really enjoy her company. Did you
have a talk with Tom about what I saw today babe?"

"Yes I did and he was so sorry for what happened and he
promised me that he would never do that again. He also
said to apologize to you for it.  He said he do not know
what came over him other than to recapture days gone by. I
assured him that you would say nothing and that my love
was with you and that I only wanted friendship with him
and Linda."

"Good. I am so glad that we got that cleared up babe." He
said and he takes me in his arms and kisses me. "You know
that you are the only man that I have been with ever since
we first made love. I have never wanted another but you,
babe." He told me as his eyes glossed over.

"Now does that count George," I ask and he slaps me hard
across the face. "I am sorry Bran, I should never have said
that, forgive me."

"You know you can be a bastard at times.  I don't know
sometimes why I love or stay with you." He tells me and
kisses the mark he left on my cheek.  "I am sorry I hit you
so hard babe, but you deserved it for that remark."

"I did babe and you are forgiven."

As we are ready to go into dinner, I take Linda's arm and
lead her into the dining room.  Tom pulls Brandon back and
says to him.

"Brandon I want to apologize for what happened today.  I
do not know what came over me except that I had an error
in judgment.  I promise you that I will never again do that
and I only want yours and Jason's friendship. Will you
please forgive me Brandon?"

"Thank you Tom for apologizing.  I cannot say that I was
not hurt. I was very hurt and felt betrayed.  However, yes, I
do forgive you and I will not say anything more about it.
Now lets eat before they wonder where we are," he says
and kisses Tom on the cheek and they walk into the dining
room. We have a wonderful dinner and we go into the
drawing room after for an after dinner drink.

"Linda tomorrow I will be gone on state business for a few
days. I hope you don't mind entertaining our guests while I
am away." He says with a quick glance at me.

"No not at all Tom, the three of us can do something to
amuse ourselves while you are away," she says.

"Well actually Linda it will only be two of you, you and
Brandon.  I have to go over to Cedar City tomorrow on a
fact finding mission and depending on how long it takes I
might be gone overnight." I tell her.  "So if you wouldn't
mind keeping Brandon out of trouble I would appreciate
it."

"Me out of trouble, I am not the one that gets in trouble.  If
I remember right trouble seems to always find you, dear."
He says with a look that says I should be quiet.

"You are so right Brandon, trouble does seem to find me.
So Linda would you mind if Brandon hung out with you."

"No, not at all.  I have some charity work to do tomorrow
but I think you would enjoy it Brandon.  It is over at the
children's hospital and they do look forward to my
coming." She says.

"It sounds like fun Linda and I love children. Some day I
hope that Jason and I can adopt a child," he says looking at
me.  We finish the evening chatting about things that really
did not matter to me. My mind was on Tom and his ass. I
could not wait to be alone with him for a few days. Around
ten, Brandon and I said our goodnights and I shot a quick
glance at Tom as we left.  Up in our room I took Brandon
in my arms, kissed him softly, and told him how much I
would miss him tomorrow.  We made love and then fell
asleep spooned together in our usual position.

The next morning the excitement of the day had my heart
dancing.  I had longed all night to have Tom in my arms.
He slipped me directions to his hide-a-way and I left about
an hour ahead of him. That way we did not leave and arrive
back together. I did not need to do any fact-finding mission.
Tom's people had done it for me and I had everything I
needed in hand.  His directions were clear and I arrived at
his cabin in the mountains.  It was a small place but cozy. I
built a fire in the fireplace, chilled a bottle of wine, and was
naked when Tom came through the door.  I was lying on a
bearskin rug in front of the fire and he came over and lay
down beside me.  We kissed passionately as I undressed
him kissing him as I bared his skin.  The fire danced in his
eyes as I gazed into them.  He had not changed much since
college. He still had his hard body and good looks. His hair
had a few gray ones mixed in it now.  He was still that
hunk that I had that first time in our dorm room so many
years ago.  I had taught him then the art of gay sex and he
loved the way I turned him on.  He had never had another
man but me, and now he willingly gave himself to me.  I
know that we should have felt guilt, but the lust of the
moment blinded our hearts.  Deep down we did love each
other although he was married to Linda.  When I went
home he would return to normal and never crave gay sex
with another man. I was his man, he knew that, and I knew
how to turn him on. I had spoiled him that first night we
had sex and now he wanted and wanted it bad. He lay
beside me naked with the fire casting its shadows over his
body. How I lusted for this man, as much now as I did back
in college.

"I love you, you know," he says to me. "I guess I always
have," with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I know Tom and I have always loved you since we were
roommates," I tell him though wondering if I were capable
of loving anyone.

"I love Linda also, but I love you more." He says as he
kisses my arm. "Funny how life turns out, isn't it," he asks.

"Yeah it is funny I guess and sad.  We have what we do not
want and yet, cannot have what we want.  Yes, it is sad."
We put down our wine and we kiss. It is filled with passion
yet it is bittersweet.  I roll on top of him and start to kiss his
neck and nibble his ears.  He starts to moan as my fingers
play with his nipples. He has always had sensitive nipples
and I play them to the hilt.  I tease them and taunt them
then pleasure them with my mouth.  I gently bite them as
he squirms beneath me in pleasure.  I love playing this man
and he enjoys my ways.  I kiss my way down to his naval
and figure, what the fuck, as I caress its depths. He squirms
just a little as I tease his naval and move on with my kiss. I
fondle his balls as I drop on his cock. He arches his back as
I swallow his manhood deep down my throat. His moans
are intense now as I bring him closer to his climax. I drop
his cock as I sense his closeness.  I move up to kiss him and
whisper in his ear.

"I want you to make love to Tom, fuck me babe."  He just
looks in my eyes in surprise for I have never let him do this
to me. I have always been the one to fuck, never him.

"Are you sure Jas," he says still in disbelief.

"Yes love I want to feel your fullness in me love."   He
climbs on me and sits between my knees.  He lifts my legs
and I tell him,

"No Tom just do it, fuck me now."  I hand him the lube and
he works it in to me and puts some on him.  I brace myself
for his entry, and he gently pushes as I push out.  I arch my
back as the head enters my ass. 'Oh fuck what I thinking to
let him fuck me,' I say to myself.  He stops and I start to
relax and he slowly starts to fuck me.  The pain passes and
we find our rhythm and we are now one.

"Fuck me Tom, fuck me hard and fast." I shout.  I am rising
to meet his every thrust.  He finds my prostate and my God,
what a feeling he gives me.  I grab hold of him and pull
him to me for a kiss. I break our kiss and roll us over with
me now on top.  I sit and I ride him hard and fast.  He
pushes up to meet me to get deeper inside.  I can feel his
cock swell and I know it will not be long.  I move slightly
to hit my prostate and we cum together as he strokes my
cock as it shoots on his chest.  His cock is filling my ass
with his seed my God he can cum.  I ride him until I feel
him soften and I lift of his cock.  I drop down to his chest
and we kiss as we ride out our sexual high. For a few
moments, we are back in college with not a care to our
names. We are just two young men in love with each other
seeking satisfaction from the other.

"I love you Jas," he says as he kisses me passionately.

"I love you too Tom," as I kiss him back. "Do you feel
guilty for lying to Linda," I ask him.

"Some I guess, do you for lying to Brandon," he retorts.

"I should I guess but I don't. It's you that I wanted and I
guess I always have." I tell him and for once, I am honest
with myself.  "I guess that I wish we could have been a
couple after that first time we had sex back in school," I tell
him. "I guess I have never told you this but when I was
your best man and the minister asked if anyone had reason
why this man and woman should not be joined, I almost
spoke out."

"You did not, you serious," he asks.

"Yes, as a heart attack. I wanted to tell him that you could
not marry Linda because I loved you." I tell him and tears
fill my eyes. "You don't know how hard it was to stand
there and listen to you take your vows knowing I loved you
and could never have you again. To watch you kiss her
after he pronounced you man and wife, wishing it was me
you were kissing. Tom I have never told you for fear of you
rejecting me and laughing at me," I tell him and start to cry.
He takes me in his arms, holds me, and kisses my hair.

"Why didn't you tell my Jas? Why did you keep this to
yourself all these years babe?  I fell in love with you that
first night. I wanted to be gay but when you told me that
one act of sex did not do it, it broke my heart. I had
watched you for months walk around our room naked from
the shower and at night when you thought me sleeping and
you would jerk off.  Do you know how I wanted to get up,
go over, climb in bed with you, and let you fuck me silly?  I
did not think you wanted me.  That first night when I
supposedly came in drunk complaining that Linda had shut
me off.  I hadn't even seen Linda that night, never mind
drank.  I planned that to get you in bed with me Jas, and it
worked.  When you spurned me, I nearly died.  I would
have married you that night Jas if only you had asked me.  I
guess we were just two ships passing in the night love."
We lay there for a long time just holding each other and not
speaking a word.  I cried and he cried but neither of us
spoke.  When finally moved we kissed. A bittersweet kiss
of love come and gone, a love that might have been or
could have been but would not be.  We fell asleep that
night cried out and holding each other as if one might be
stolen.  We got up the next morning and barely a word was
spoken.  I packed my few things and then kissed him
goodbye.  I got home that afternoon and rushed right to my
Brandon's arms.

"I love you babe," I told him and my eyes watered up.

"What is this, my man crying?" He says as he looks at me.
"Feeling guilty or just miss me?"

"I missed you so much and felt guilty for what happened
the other day babe." I said and I kissed him just as Tom
walks in.  He froze when he saw us in our embrace.

"Sorry guys, I didn't mean to interrupt you." He said and
he looked directly at me.  I knew the pain he felt I felt it
also. There was nothing we could do. We had made our
decision years ago, and now we had to live with it.

"That all right just a hello kiss Tom, sorry you had to see
that," I told him.

"No problem Jas, have you seen Linda," he asks.

"She took Michael to the dentist," Brandon told him. "We
leave tomorrow Tom at six thirty.  We are moving to the
airport Sheraton so we do not disturb you and Linda
tomorrow morning.  We really appreciate your hospitality
and kindness."

"You won't be disturbing us Jas, please stay. Heaven
knows the next time we will see each other," he says I can
see the sadness in his eyes.  I know deep down that we both
regret telling the other how we truly felt.  We had revealed
our souls and the pain was more than we could bear.  Now
we both wanted it to go back to the way it, knew we had
crossed a line that neither was prepared to cross.  Linda
came home and we told her how we were going to the
Sheraton. She, like Tom, felt it unnecessary.  We packed
our bags and Tom gave us a ride.  When we got to the hotel
Brandon said you two say goodbye and I will go and check
in.

"Tom, I wish . that." I started to say.

"Jas no. Do not say it please.  We both know how we feel
and to say anything now will only cause more pain.  I
cannot help but feel that this is the last time that we will
ever see each other.  I love you Jason and I always will.
There I said it and I told myself that I would not.  I hope
that we will see each other again but if we do not babe, I
wish you love with Brandon. He is a good man and he
loves you. Now go before I cry Jas."

"I love you so much my heart aches Tom. I will go to my
grave carrying this love for you. Maybe at another time, in
another place we could have been. Brandon is a good man,
and he deserves better than me. Linda is a good woman and
she has the best man she could get.  You will be a good
husband to her because you know love.  Give her the love
that you have for me Tom. Be thankful that we cannot be
together; for I seem to destroy the things, I love most. So
goodbye my love and remember that I will always love
you." I tell him and turn around and Brandon is standing
there with tears in his eyes.  We walk inside as Tom drives
away.  As we walk to the elevator, I can sense Brandon's
eyes upon me. As the doors close I turn to him and say.

"When we get to our room I will same something and I do
not want to be interrupted until I am finished." I say as the
doors open and we walk off. He puts the passkey into the
slot and opens the door.  We go inside and I set down the
luggage.

"I don't know what you heard, or even how much you
heard. I am going to tell you everything and let you take it
from there. I learned this week that Tom and I have loved
each other since we were in college. For reasons on known
to either of us, we never shared our feelings with one
another. We had a long talk about our feelings and we
realize that we have both made decisions that cannot and
will not be changed.  We also realize that we both have
fallen in love to two great and wonderful people. He has his
Linda and I have you.  I know you heard me say to him,
and he to me that we will always love each other.  It is a
love that is different from the love we share.  It is a love
that happens when you first discover that love exists.  The
love we have is the kind that endures and transcends time.
Our love evolves with us as we grow and change babe.  I
know it must have hurt to hear me say those words to
another man, but you are the one that I love and am going
home with babe. Ok babe I am finished."

"Thank you Jason for being open and honest with me. Yes
it hurt to hear you tell another man, even though it was
Tom, that you love him.  I will not deny that I wanted to
leave you and never come back at that moment. I knew by
the way you two looked at each other there was more than
what met the eye.  I love you Jason and I always will.  You
are a hard man to love at times but I persevere in my love
for you.  I know that you two have a love that most men
never find.  It comes from being friends first then lovers.
Yes, lovers Jason, I never bought that one time thing in
college. I could see how you two looked at each other. Just
be thankful that Linda is a woman and does not know gay
love.  I understand the pull of first love and how it grows in
our minds and hearts at a rate so fast that is consumes us. I
also know that for some reason, and I do not really know
what, we shall never see Tom and Linda again. So Jason
my love, my heart is still yours love. It will be yours until I
die."  We are both crying as we realized that an impasse
had been reached.  He knew my love for Tom was strong
and he knew that my love for him was now. I did love him
in my own warped way, maybe not the way he wanted or
needed. It seemed that he had settled for seconds in the
battle for my heart, and was content to take whatever I gave
him.  I truly did not deserve this man or his love.



We got home and things returned to normal. Utah was
behind us and my campaign ahead.  My first order of
business was a phone call to George. I told him of the
things that Tom had dug up on Sam and he went right to
town laying out our strategy.  It was not four hours later
that a press conference was scheduled. We exposed all of
Sam's skeletons to the press. The most damaging was his
child bride. Vermonters' may be tolerant of many things
but pedophiles was not one.  We campaigned on the issues
of taxes, jobs and education. My popularity grew as I went
about meeting the people.  I even went door-to-door,
introducing myself and chatting over coffee with moms and
grandmas and in bars with dads and grandpas. On Election
Day, I was projected as the winner by a margin of ten to
one.  I gave my acceptance speech that night and we partied
until two. I got home, Brandon was asleep, and I woke him
up.

"We are moving to Washington babe." I told him. He gave
me a kiss and congratulated me. He opened a bottle of
champagne and we toasted my success. Then we went to
bed and I made love to him for most of the night.  We did
not get until noon the next day. The phone had woken us
and it was Linda calling to tell us that Tom was killed in a
helicopter crash.  My heart crashed immediately as I
replayed the news in my brain.  'My Tom no, not my Tom.
How could life take him from me,' I cried to myself.
Brandon tried to console me but I would not be consoled.
The first man that I truly loved had died and a part of me
had died to. I refused to talk to the press. I even refused to
talk to Brandon.  Brandon and I flew out for his funeral.
Linda was devastated.  I walked around as a zombie going
through the motions of living yet not knowing what I was
doing.  We flew back the day after the funeral to a crowd of
reporters waiting at the airport.  The state police ushered us
through a special exit and to my car.  My driver drove us
home and I went straight to my room.  The next day the
movers came and packed up our home for the move to
Washington.  Our flight was leaving at ten that next
morning and we were staying with Pat and Carl at Pat's
house.  Pat knew how much I missed Tom and how much
of a friend he was to me. He never knew of our love for
each other, only Brandon knew that.  Now Brandon new
just how much Tom meant to me.  He watched me slowly
slide into a funk that not even him could pull me out of.
The movers moved us into our new home.  Brandon went
about setting up everything and getting it in order.  I just
went through the motions of living.  Brandon went and set
up my office at the capital building as I just sat, barely
aware of his deeds.  We went home at the end of the day
and I went right to bed.  I was up early and went to my
study. It was a gray rainy day.  I was standing at the
window staring out.  I was not particularly looking at
anything.  I was deep in thought.  I was naked as the day I
was born and a shiver ran down my spine as I looked upon
the rain soaked landscape.  'Washington could be so cold
and unforgiving,' I thought to myself. A million questions
ran through my mind and I had no answers.  A reporter the
night before had called and asked me if I was happy with
my new life. My reply was generic, 'how could you not be
happy with success,' I had told him.  However, deep inside
I knew the true answer.  How far I had come and at what
cost, what have I lost to achieve what I have gained.  I was
suddenly aware of a presence behind me as a pair of arms
surrounded me about my waist.  I cringed at the touch.  I
felt trapped like an animal caught in a trap.  My head
turned to looked into his face and he leaned in to kiss me.  I
turned slightly and offered my cheek to him.  His arms
dropped from my waist and to his side.  He turned and
walked away.  I felt no guilt as he walked from me and left
the room.  I should have I thought, but I did not.  My mind
then drifted back to nearly ten years prior, to a time of
innocence and love, when my life seemed so simple and I
dreamed of love and success. It was then that I had sold my
soul .

'What a perfect ending to my life,' I thought. 'To go
through life without love, I had Brandon of course. But
what have I done to Brandon.' I said to myself. 'I have hurt
the only man that really loved the real me. He loved me
when I hurt him so deep. He loved me when he knew he
could only have second place. My God what have I done to
this man.' I thought as I stood staring out the window on
this cold rainy morning.

"No I will not sell my soul," I said aloud.  As I turned there
was Brandon. He was standing in the doorway.  His arms
outstretched, and I ran to him.  He held me as I cried and
cried.

 "I finally buried Tom," I said to Brandon.  "I let go of a
love I lost so many years ago.  What we had was a love of
our youth babe.  I have let greed and hate fill my heart all
these years until I was unable to see true love.  You saw
that love that was buried so deep within me babe, and you
never gave up on me.  Your love has pierced the bitterness
and vengeance that held my heart captive.  I do not deserve
a man like you Brandon.  I do not think I even deserve to
be loved.  Nevertheless, you came into my life and gave my
heart hope when it had no hope.  You gave it life when I
was killing it with greed and hate.  Brandon can you love a
man like me and change me into a man more like you babe.
I want to know love again.  I want to give love again.  I
want us to be all we can be love.  I want you beside me in
life as I walk life's paths.  Can you forgive me for the pain
that I have put you through?  How can I heal your heart of
the scars I have caused?  Tell me my love, so that I may be
free to love as you love me my Brandon. Teach how to love
babe again."

"I never stopped loving you Jason.  There were times that I
did not like you but I still loved you.  Love is forgiving and
I have forgiven you repeatedly so many times. Love never
keeps score either my love. Love is a like a flower that
blossoms in the garden of the heart.  Before the flower dies
it drops a seed that grows into a flower, stronger than the
one previous.  Love renews itself babe. My love for you is
renewed each day.  I have watched you grow into a great
politician my love. However, today, I have watched you
become a man. Now let me take my man to bed for I want
him to make love to me. I love you Jason Mathew
Richardson and I will until the day I die." He says as he
kisses me.


The End .

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