Old friend

I was pleased and surprised to run into an old rent-boy buddy of mine in Pinocchio last week. We’ll call him, uh, we’ll call him by his real name because I just leaned over and asked if he wanted a pseudonym.

Right now, we’re at the Internet cafe together. He said it didn’t matter, go ahead. So it’s Ovidiu, my Romanian friend whom I met over two years ago and Register here. Choose a monthly, yearly, or lifetime membership.

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