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Breeched Innocence by Jez = I'm smoking and Rupert sitting down beside me. He says my cigarrette is going to kill me someday, and did I know that he- but he doesn't say it because he puts his mouth on mine, and I think that maybe I could make love to this boy, push his head back against a pillow and part his thighs with a thought. {R}

Ritual by Jez = Rupert's on Kenneth's bed, looking so perfect. {R}