On mine, for starters. All the places you left marks, all the places you didn't. Lower. Take your time, like you always do.
[There's a pause before the next message, sheets kicked away, shirt left open, because Koby was serious about round three. The next photo is blurry, the unbuttoned shirt framing his marked-up chest, his stomach, his hips, hand slipping down, just out of frame, between his legs.] Can you hear me right now?
Some people. People I trust. It's not that I'm embarrassed, its just I only want to share it with people who deserve it.
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Lower. Take your time, like you always do.
[There's a pause before the next message, sheets kicked away, shirt left open, because Koby was serious about round three. The next photo is blurry, the unbuttoned shirt framing his marked-up chest, his stomach, his hips, hand slipping down, just out of frame, between his legs.]
Can you hear me right now?
Some people. People I trust.
It's not that I'm embarrassed, its just
I only want to share it with people who deserve it.