Category Archives: Passing Fancies

Passing Fancies: He’s Built Ford Tough 6

Sunday, riding the Northern line. The tube is nearly empty. I look over and There he is. His trousers are caked with mud. His face is smudged and beautiful. He hasn’t moved. Is he asleep? Passed out? Can’t stop looking. Have to Move down toward him. His arms have been washed clean. Soft blond fur […]

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