“Beautiful out here,” Garrett said once they’d
gone out of sight. Garrett stole glances at Eron’s crotch to see if he could
tell where his cock might lie.
“I’ve always liked this part of the club
better than the clubhouse, dining room, or golf course.”
“What do you do?”
Eron shrugged and took a sip of his drink
before answering. “I’m a lawyer, just like my dad.”
Garrett didn’t say anything. Although his
father wanted him to go to college, Allen always thought he’d come work at the
station.
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Is it possible for two Civil War veterans to find their place in the world on the Kansas Prairie?
Love
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shares with another man is natural?
Can two men find love amidst the pervasive culture of propriety, honor, and expectation of the 1960s?
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