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“Brent sat down on the sun-warmed dock, the old wood scratching the smooth skin of his naked butt. Mike sat down beside him and they sipped their beers in silence for a while." After the Storm” — Jack Cartland
Brent sat down on the sun-warmed dock, the old wood scratching the smooth skin of his naked butt. Mike sat down beside him and they sipped their beers in silence for a while." After the Storm