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He couldn’t bear men who didn’t kiss. He’d been a working man for a toff too often, and a novelty for white men too, and he couldn’t find the fun in it any more. If Crispin was one of those, ready to fuck but not kiss him, he’d rather know now.
A Queer Trade (Rag and Bone, #0.5)
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