“Whiskey, glass, pour, toss back, glare. Repeat. “Cop out,” I slurred in retaliation, pointing the empty glass at Peter. “Don’t get drunk. Fuck. I need you sober,” he yelled, snatching the glass out of my hand. “There’s the problem right… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“His lips twitched, but he didn’t say no. I took that as ‘Oh, you sexy devil, Austin, I want to do you right here,… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“I was avoiding the computer because of the gay porn, avoiding Angelica because I was guilty of wanting to watch gay porn, and avoiding… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“Clean," Peter said. "Can I get a water bottle or something to clean his hands?" I scanned the crowd. He drew my attention back… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“Most people showed gratitude or happiness in a smile or a bouquet of flowers-Peter sucked cock. Not a whole lot of debate on which… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“I followed Peter heedlessly, or more specifically, my penis followed blindly.” — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“I'd rather have a footwear fetish than a sudden attraction to penises? Yeah, that sounded about right.” — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“Yeah well, I keep trying to explain to my dick that you're a lying, manipulative whore, but it has selective hearing and chooses to… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“"Tell me something good about your life," I whispered, needing to hear that he wasn't as broken as I thought him to be. "You."… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“You know what I find ironic? My homophobic mother offers you her cabbage rolls as a truce and you respond by asking her if… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“Ask me for money, Peter.” I grabbed his wrists and pushed him against the wall. He looked everywhere but at me, no attempt to… — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
“I smiled at Peter with teeth clenched so tight, plaque could crumble off.” — Dani Alexander Copy Share Image
