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Mel and I met at work. I was nineteen, he was eighteen. My attraction to him was immediate. He was tall and lean and had dark hair and fair skin. He was one of those guys you can’t take your eyes off of. You know what I’m talking about. He was a fucking lust magnet. Every time I saw him, or heard his soft, sexy voice, my dick twitched with desire...

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