nor the realization that he wished it would happen again. They knew he only liked boys, was un-interested in adult men, within a day. ____________________
It was cold, laying on the clinics’ steel exam table. Which, apparently, Jeremy was. Wherever they came from, they sure as hell didn’t come from HIM. But didn’t everyone profess that everybody, crime- and moral- law-breakers included, were allowed their life, their right to pursue happiness, their freedom? He noticed his dads pointed look, and realizing his action, let go of his package. They knew other things happend, but just what was pure conjecture on their parts. It was pretty cool to never have to worry about hurting them, he had to admit, and curious boys or men were always trying to see if they could coax a boner out of him. Not that the kind, gentle GovMen wouldn’t let you be gay, oh no, it was perfectly ‘allowed’, just not in public or at home; tolerance, of a sort, was the rule of the day, after all; the Government went to great