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Jan. 1st, 2026 10:43 pm
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He felt awkward, sitting on a chair at the foot of the bed looking at all his toys arranged on the covers. But he needed to watch this. He need to see that he wouldn't hurt Brian if they did this. He'd said he'd had bigger and, not that he didn't believe him, but he didn't know how long it had been since that had occurred.
He really, really hoped that this worked as he waited on Brian to start.
He really, really hoped that this worked as he waited on Brian to start.
Long Nights
Mar. 12th, 2011 12:44 amIt had been a long night. Sleeping on a couch, something he'd never done before, was the most uncomfortable thing he'd ever done in his life. Well, maybe not THE most uncomfortable, but it was up there on the 'never going to do again' scale. The couch was too short and his legs were jammed up on him. He was forced to sleep in the fetal position all night and Callum had left the kitchen sliding doors open so it was a bit chilly. And on top of that he was upset with Brian over something he'd said and not realized he'd said.
Needless to say, he'd slept, but not good enough.
So there he was, sitting in a long chair on his balcony at four in the evening, wrapped in a blanket and nodding off. He just wanted to avoid Brian and not talk to him. As long as possible. Just five minutes, he kept thinking, and he'd move before Brian got home.
Needless to say, he'd slept, but not good enough.
So there he was, sitting in a long chair on his balcony at four in the evening, wrapped in a blanket and nodding off. He just wanted to avoid Brian and not talk to him. As long as possible. Just five minutes, he kept thinking, and he'd move before Brian got home.
Poles. Don't ask.
Mar. 3rd, 2011 05:57 pmSuffice to say, I'm never asking hotel management if I can get a stripper pole in my hotel room ever again. The looks I get at my horrible French are bad enough. But to ask for a stripper pole, not knowing the exact words for it, is very, very, embarrassing. I don't think I've ever been so red.
But they came through. I have a stripper pole. In a hotel room. Brian, you'd better like this.
But they came through. I have a stripper pole. In a hotel room. Brian, you'd better like this.
France: Day One
Feb. 28th, 2011 09:49 pmThe Louvre. Brian wanted to go, so we went. I'm still expecting my art lecture as we go in.
France, finally.
Feb. 27th, 2011 10:20 pmThey'd been traveling all day. Five hour boat ride, customs check, plane ride, customs check, another plane ride to France, customs check and finally Paris. Needless to say, by the time they got to the hotel and checked in, all he really wanted to do was lay down and sleep the entire time. He was a horrible sleeper on boat and especially planes.
He didn't sleep. Not exactly. He just dropped his bags in the room suite's lobby and feel backwards onto the large, white, fluffy bed. His legs hanging over the bed at the knees.
He would just rest his eyes. Just for a little bit.
He didn't sleep. Not exactly. He just dropped his bags in the room suite's lobby and feel backwards onto the large, white, fluffy bed. His legs hanging over the bed at the knees.
He would just rest his eyes. Just for a little bit.
Slumber Party
Jan. 16th, 2011 11:58 pmHe led Ben down the hall and into his room, pushing the door shut and locking it behind them. "I want you to take advantage of me."
If you have big feet and are running on a treadmill at the gym, remember that you have big feet. Or you will catch the side and get flung off.
Words of wisdom.
Words of wisdom.
