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He lost his Antinous while sailing along the Nile and wept for him like a woman. Concerning this, there are various reports: some assert that he sacrificed himself for Hadrian, others what both his beauty and Hadrian's excessive sensuality make obvious." -from the Historia Augusta
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Funny, isn't it. Two old poofters like us...having been the whores of the earth (okay, I was she and you tried your best for a few years to follow in my slutty footsteps) and then to turn from that to a deep abiding love. Who would have ever guessed it could hapen to us? Each day away from you was agongy darling. Shopping in Brussels, getting hit on by a gorgeous French tailor who was most interested in the inside seam of my trousers and so gorgeous I don't know if I've ever seen a man that beatuiful before or since - and the fact that he seem to be somewhat smitten with me was very flattering. But no, I didn't allow him to close the shop and let me sample his skills in both the French and Greek arts. I managed to explain to him that I was married and as flattering as his invitaiton was - I could not accept it. Thinkk of me walking back to the hotel, alone, holding a package to conceal the obvious buldge in my jeans and hopefully prevent me being arrested for indecent explosure or something. But walk back to the hotel alone - I did indeed. The funny thing is that I felt so damned proud of myself for doing what I knew to be right. I passed the test. At least this time I passed it with flying colors. The intimacy we've built over the years is too precious to risk loosing it in a tryst with a stranger - no matter how gorgeous a stranger he may be. Yes - I'm very much married regardless of which non-us shore I may be planted - but more importantly darling, I like it that way. Oh, and one more thing - if you're going to do a photo of my cock online please get one that shows more than 1/2 of it. Prove to the world that I indeed have it before you go flaunting it!
Now come to be darling. Daddy wants to come home officially home to you...
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