“Jesus,” he hisses. “That explains so much.” “About what?” I snarl. “He turned you,” Judd says. “So he could take the frat presidency. He flipped the straight guy. You’re a big notch in his belt, right? Did he ask you for money, too?” “FUCK you!” I shout, getting to my feet. “Nah, I don’t swing that way,” Judd snaps. “No matter how good the blowjobs are. Did he teach you that, too?” And that’s when I lunge for him.
OHHHHH FUCK YOU, YOU HOMOFOBIC REDNECK DICK
