Nolan, but never Lou – or, God forbid, Louie – and anyone that had the temerity to use those less formal names to address him was quickly and quie...ly corrected. He is a small man, perhaps five foot five, with a slender build; if he weighs over one hundred and thirty five pounds soaking wet I’d be surprised. He’s handsome, I suppose, in a somewhat prissy or effeminate way, and his mannerisms tend to reinforce that impression. Louis is thirty six, four years older than me, but nine years younger. They were really close, but one thing they hadn't dove in head first into, was the whole sexual world with each other. They had talked about a few select things, but that's it."Holy shit, I wish I had a big one like that, whether it was real or not," Tessa said."You wanna give a whirl Tessa?" Julie asked."What, you mean right here?" Tessa asked."Yes, we're both ladies, there aren't any men to stare at us," Julie replied.It was like a dare, Tessa had never tried it before, so she went for it.. I took an anxious swig at it and immediately a burning wave swept my body. Hot streams of blood ran to the tops of my frozen fingers, my mind settled down in some depraved harmony, my aching body finally found consolation for its pains. I took another sip and got up; the world swirled for a second but then everything quickly matched its place."I don't care," I said aloud, "and I'm going to drink; I'm going to totally drink, and when I finish this bottle I'm going to buy another one and drink. I finally thought of all those things when Bandit, tired of being on a leash and being forced to sit beside me instead of playing with all those other dogs that were frisking and pooping all around him, bit me on the calf. It was a playful bite, which meant the bleeding stopped in five minutes or so, but I began to see the difficulties inherent in pursuing plan D.To put the icing on the cake, so to speak, I had kept Bandit out so long, that when I finally limped back in the house with him, he.