I liked him. He was as down to earth as he was salt of the earth, and had the potential for humble greatness; the perfect Life Giver, if there ever was one. He did have one glaring flaw, however. “I guess opposites really do attract,” I said carefully, “you and Willowbud are about as different as two people can be.” “So are you and Julia,” Brandon countered, “though, now that I’ve gotten to Sissie Gay Teen know her, I’m beginning to think the gulf between you two isn’t as large as it seemed at first glance.” “It didn’t used to be like that,” I took the joint from Brandon’s fingers, “I used to be the crazy one. Julia likes to pretend she’s still an innocent, god-fearing nun, but she hasn’t been that person since I stuck a finger up her ass.” I laughed, but the mirth died to a frown, “Maybe the façade was always there,” I muttered, more to myself than Brandon, “maybe I just missed it. She was quite the trouble-make before she joined the convent.” My frown deepened, “She was a murderer before I even knew her.” “To murderous girlfriends,” Brandon toasted my lit joint with a freshly-rolled one, “may they always love us just enough to not kill us.” “Here, here!” I heard Willowbud chuckle. I frowned down at my feet, bare against the Fuck You Sissi Gay stone patio. How much could she hear? “God, I can’t wait to go to Arbortus,” Brandon sighed, “Drastin just isn’t for me; I need the fresh air to keep me sane. You know what? I’m going to go back to Towerhead when I’m old and wizened, and I’m going to turn that place around. I will plant vast fields of Towerhead Chronic, and make that ‘shithole’ the weed destination of Drastinar. I will grow a long beard, yes, and I will go bald, but I won’t shave the stuff off the Bear Suck Gay sides! No, I will grow it out long, and braid it around my shiny crown so that a bird will nest in it. I will wear a robe that constantly opens in the front no matter how tightly I tie the belt, so that any fortunate Gay Stud Jerk passerby may bear witness to my divine, sagging sack. I will live in a hut at the top of the hill, maybe a treehouse, actually, and then I will heal the afflicted for the price of one terrible pun. I will-” “Holy shit, shut up!” Willowbud yelled from Julia’s back. “And you will be by my side,” Brandon grinned, undeterred, “my little nymph wife skipping with me through the marijuana fields, with about three-dozen kids in tow because babe, we are going to be pumping, them, out! I want two baseball teams by the time I’m forty. I want so many of the little fuckers that we just start giving them numbers instead of names. I want-” “A vasectomy.” Willowbud replied, “Because I’m not moving to the fucking country to become a breed mare while you get high with the forest critters.” “For a nymph, you really hate the outdoors.” Brandon frowned, “Aren’t you people supposed to be all about flowers and trees and shit? Don’t you people worship the Life Giver? The way I see it, you should be on your knees and-ok-I’m-sorry-please-stop-ow!” Brandon had visibly risen an inch off his seat, which I now realized was made of stone beneath the cushion, because of course it was. “That counts!” he squeaked, a stupid, triumphant grin across reddening face, “We have a deal, and you just blew your wad! I get butt tonight!” “Sister Julia took that deal off your plate,” Willowbud smirked, “and after her, I’m afraid the best you can do is disappoint me.” Willowbud’s eyes drifted lazily to me, black orbs leering as she ran her hand down Julia’s back. Were I not high as I Gay Studs Blowjobs kite, I might’ve bull-rushed the bitch. 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