[Oh fuck he's getting back into it, more like Lawrence Dimick never left. Freddy can just tell, it's his intuition and how much he knows Mr. White. He doesn't leave those paws or his lap but his gaze is low, like he's waiting for something to fall.]
That makes two of us...
[Part of it, the kid is hardpressed to admit, was how good the old man was in doing away with his cherry. Freddy has never ever wanted to be That Guy, the one who falls in love with his first, because that's a load of bull. No one falls in love with their first and lives happily ever after. Not his parents, not his siblings, not his friends, and certainly not him. But here he is, sitting in his first real man's lap.]
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That makes two of us...
[Part of it, the kid is hardpressed to admit, was how good the old man was in doing away with his cherry. Freddy has never ever wanted to be That Guy, the one who falls in love with his first, because that's a load of bull. No one falls in love with their first and lives happily ever after. Not his parents, not his siblings, not his friends, and certainly not him. But here he is, sitting in his first real man's lap.]