“You are embarrassed.” “Well!” “You don’t play with your ass? It makes you gay?” “Oh my fucking god...” “You know what makes you gayer?” “Rozanov...shut the fuck—” “Sucking my dick. You were doing that a minute ago.” Hollander sat up. “I’ve played with it, all right? I’ve—I’ve got a...thing.” “A thing?” “A dildo! Okay?” Ilya grinned so hard it hurt. “What color?” “Fuck you!” “Is it big?” “I’m leaving.”

