We missed Mr. Blackwell's, but neither of us had moved back here by then. There are so many people dying now. You didn't go to Frank Tierney's funeral... That was a sad one. He got run over and dragged by that Arco tanker truck over in Boston. I think it was in '03 or '04. He lasted about three weeks in the hospital, and then he died. Di and I were both there, but there was only the minister and these two old men who worked at the cemetery. They were only there to lower the casket after the grave. (My thought was that I knew so many size queens, I couldn’t imagine not being able to find someone. At the same time, the guy was really upset!) I held him tight, still deep inside that sweet ass of his. We kissed again, gently. I kissed his face, his chest, the tip of his cock and back to his lips. I kissed him passionately for what seemed to be forever. I didn’t want to stop. We were completely in tune with each other, body and soul. It felt so good. He let out a sigh and whispered in my ear. More

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