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sexual fantasy story of Ichiho Matsuda :
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were terrified of having their
thoughts read, of having their innermost secrets discovered. "You
already know my biggest secret, and you still like me," I pointed out.
Cory looked confused, and Chris explained, "He means that he likes
boys." Cory shrugged, non-plussed, as if that weren't nearly as bad as
other peoples' secrets. I shuddered to think what these boys had been
exposed to, from an early age: all of the hate, lies, anger, lust; all
gleaned from the minds and emotions of others. No wonder they weren't
bothered by my attraction to them. It was a credit to their mother's
love that they were sane.
Chris was watching me. `We're doin' ok,' he thought at me, making
me jump. "I'm sorry!" he said out loud. He looked like he was going to
cry again.
"It's ok, Chris," I told him again, wiping a tear from his cheek
with my thumb. "It's just going to take some getting used to. That's
all. Did you two really think you could keep this a secret from m
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