In a place that we got together. Equally, I should add. I feel that I haven’t always treated him as an equal, but that was a mistake. I misunderstoo... him. He wasn’t this wimpy, pansy, effeminate guy that I thought him to be. He just didn’t have a lot of experience with women and he was a bit shy.“If there was any doubt of this, recent testimony and ... um ... encounters have really drilled this into me. He’s possibly autistic, but that’s no reason to reject him. It would explain a lot about. In the morning, I woke up the sun shining through the curtain less window. Stiff and sore, I automatically staggered out to the kitchen to make coffee. Of course, the kitchen was as empty as the rest of the house, even the stove and refrigerator were gone. There on the kitchen counter I saw the note, it was in an envelope only marked with my name. ‘Gregory, as I’m sure you know by now I’m leaving you. This is your fault as I told you if you went gallivanting off again I wouldn’t be here when. He gripped my shoulder firmly as he nutted, so firmly it hurt, then he loosened his grip and laid on the other side of the bed. He took the condom off and i turned toward him and looked into his eyes and his eyes told me he loved me.We laid in bed and talked. We talked about how we realized our sexuality at such a young age. He told me that he like myself contemplated suicide. He said he was homophobic because although he was gay, he hated being gay and hated the site of two men having sex so. ” He paused. “Speaking of which, this sensuous woman hasn’t been pleasured today since I know you and Paul are routinely chaste in the mornings. Let me and Paul at least give you a full body massage since I suspect neither of us are right now up to settling you any other way.”“But what about Gloria” I protest.“Mike pleasured me for over two hours this morning in ways we haven’t even shared with you yet” Gloria intervenes. “And I got myself off very nicely this afternoon riding with Angela’s.