“You into anyone lately?” He shrugs, then sips his energy drink. “A gentleman never kisses and tells.” I glance past him. “Where’s the gentleman?” Donnelly laughs. “He’s one.” He points to his dick. “And he’s in need of some nice warm love.” “Rub harder next time.” “My hand is nothin’ compared to a…” He mimes a blow job with his hand and tongue against the inside of his cheek. A lady shoots Donnelly a scathing glare from a picnic table. “There are kids here,” she sneers, a hand covering her daughter’s eyes. “Nah, really?” Donnelly lights a cigarette even with a can in his hand. “I just thought
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