He couldn’t pinpoint the day or even the week or month it happened, but just like that, his life as he knew it was gone. It wasn’t in his contract, or in his moral agenda, for that matter. But the day that man pulled him aside, reached out and tucked hair behind his ear to whisper into his ear all the things he wished he could do to him, that was
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