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[mrpublicity]

Imaginative, erotic, passionate You prefer to have one partner and to try everything with them. You have an enormous sexual appetite, and you often create sexy scenarios to play out with your significant other.

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Comments

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Your fence isn't high enough?

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

It's not real high at all. Plus, it's winter. Do you know what the cold does to a guy?

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Yes, I do. But it's distracted you from asking how I am.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Until you stupidly remind me like you just did? Where's the boyfriend?

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Shit, I really am sick. Bugger it! He's playing with himself like I said. Or he's working. Both?

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Wow, you two sound really hooked on each other. I'm so jealous of the romance there.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

It's wonderful, isn't it? He teased me after I finally admitted to feeling sick and decided that while he was in too bad of a mood to fuck me, he could get himself off. I tried to stop feeling shit enough to fuck him, and he still said no. Then I got dizzy, so he was probably right. Now I don't want to go back to him and be sick.

Tell me I need my head checked.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

You need your head checked.

You're talking to someone who's partner has been in hospital for weeks. If Pat didn't want me around, I'd think something was wrong.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Fuck.

I'm not used to a boyfriend being around when I'm sick. I'm used to you being around, and you already know what I look like at my worst. Anyway, that's why you need to stay in Princeton so that Pat has you when he wants you.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you look pretty damn scary. I hate to break it to you, love, but just about everyone looks crap when they're sick. What's you looking crap and Pat needing me got anything to do with each other? I told you, Pat's doing really well. He has a whole hospital of friends and a string of visitors every day. His room looks like a florist. Are you really sick or is something else up?

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Because you shouldn't leave Pat just to come and sit with me while I look shit? Those string of visitors aren't his boyfriend. No, I'm sick. I'm sure of it, but I just can't be sick. I fucking hate being sick. I'll work through it. I'll just dope myself up and battle on.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Pat's fine. You gotta remember you've not seen Pat much at his best. Think how he was in Mexico. He's doing much better. I don't need to be sitting holding his hand every day.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

I feel badly about that. I would like to see Pat more. When I'm over this stupid bastard whatever it is, I'll come to Princeton. I still feel silly asking you to come here just to sit and watch me not move.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Pat's not allowed around anyone virusy right now. You keep this up, you're going to convince me not to come.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

If you come, Marc will get his back up because I didn't ask him to, or some bullshit. I have no idea, I don't know how I'm supposed to do this. You've always been my person.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

So, I need his permission to see my best friend? Oh brilliant.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

No... no. Of course not. Fuck. I can't even tell him I'm sick. I'm only now getting around to it. I need you, Aiden.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Good, because I'm already on my way. I'm answering you on my PDA and leaving the hospital now. Pat already knows I'm going to New York. Good thing I can communicate with my boyfriend, huh?

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Please don't break out into a song and dance routine when you tell me so to my face. I might throw up on your designer shoes. But yes... it is a good thing.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Told ya what so?

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

That it's good that you can communicate with your boyfriend.

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

It's not like it didn't come with piles of shit for us to get here.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

So the shit piles are universal?

[mrpublicity.livejournal.com]

Sounds like it. I'm hardly an expert. I had enough freak outs before I got my finger out, didn't I? Even with Pat leading me and holding my hand, I screwed up.

[straight2point.livejournal.com]

Well, Marc's not holding my hand, or leading. I'm on my own. And I'm buggering it up.