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Bikini Line - TGJacob rummaged through his dresser, motions getting more frantic as pants and shirts were heaved out. He ran his fingers across the wood, the grains passing beneath his fingers as he silently cursed. "Looking for these?" asked a voice.
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Jacob spun, eyes widening as he saw his swim trunks hanging limp from his roommate's fingers. "Give those back, Max," he snapped, darting forward as the bigger boy easily held them from his grip.
"Not so fast, Jacob," smiled Max. "I've got a little proposition for you, first."
"Stop messing around!" demanded Jacob. His fingers grazed against the cloth as he jumped. Max just yawned, tossing them into the hall as a pair of hands gripped them, the males lining the hall all passing it down between them. "Max!" whined Jacob, a tinge of desperation entering his voice. "I've got a date tonight!"
"And unless you want your date knowing exactly what you've been doing when you're not seeing her," the boy smiled, "you're going to do what I ask. I got pictures of you
Love Gets What Love Wants
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It's that time of year again: Valentine's Day. It's one of very many days out of the year that I'm reminded that I'm a single. When you've been alone for 18 years, not experiencing the feel of a hug, the rush of a kiss and the warm grasp of holding hands, it's not as great as people say it is being single. With the pink goopy-love, red hearts and cupid pictures swarming the stores and schools, knowing that you're going to spending your day with nobody but yourself, it's nothing but torture and a painful reminder of a void in your heart.
However, I know I'm not the only one. My equally depressed friend, Matthew, is feeling the same way as I am; no girlfriend and single for as long as he's lived. Sadly, there was nothing I could do to resolve either of our problems. The least I could do was hang out with him and play games to rid of our depression.
"Same thing every year, eh Timmy?" Matthew said to me, playing his game on his phone.
"Yea... The worst part is how