There can be only one

You might have noticed I’ve stopped mentioning Valentýn in my posts. He’s not living with me anymore. Here’s the story.

Valentýn was exceptionally affectionate during our night out at U RudolfaU Rudolfa was not just my favorite bar in Prague, but my favorite bar anywhere I've ever been in the world. It was billed as..., the night I sucked Marek’s cock in the women’s toilet. Valentýn ignored our indiscretion . . .

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