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That is so cool

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It was hard time, passing the time away in Henderson, Kentucky that summer. 1912 was the boringest year, without your friends from back home. Some two-lane bowling alley wasn't going to change that.

Worse, J.J. just couldn't stop thinking about Jake. I ❤️ Jake Flochera, he might have written over and over in his notebook at this age, had he been born five or seven decades later. As 'twas, the best he could do to rally his spirits was to think how at least, with no chance ever of their being married, he wouldn't have to take that dud of a last name.

But oh how far away Louisville seemed now. Stuck at the little berg in the turns of the river---128 miles away, in what would be as the crow drives the highways, a hundred years hence---J.J. was at a loss. None of these fellas turning up at the bowling alley, like none of them at his flophouse across from the pool hall, had anything near the charms of Jake Flochera.

When they met in Evansville at the conservatory, gold medal class of aught five, there had been no one who drew his attention the way Jake had. Oh, that one girl in her sexy ankle socks, peeking out from under the ruffles at the bottom of her skirt, had caught his eye, when he still thought his eyes needed to be caught in only that way, but something happened that day in the listening room, as he and Jake, determined to catch up on the studies they'd been neglecting, clustered next to each other around the record player, taking in cylinder after cylinder, long after they ran out of fuel for the woodstove.

He'd never forget how Jake pretended to be warming his hands over a fire, there an inch above the Edison speaker, and somehow, though he'd meant to be reaching down to rewind the crank, his own hands had gone instead to settle gently but firmly on top of Jake's. After the brief stunned caesura in all time, what relief---what joyous relief---to find his affections returned, and within mere minutes thence the two were naked and humping away. There was no going back after that.

(hahahaha)

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Ahahahahahaha!!!