Lily G. Blunt
“Always I want to be with you,
Make believe with you,
Live in harmony…”
From the song Always by Erasure
For a split second, I thought I’d finally found him—the man of my dreams.
As he sat smiling with his friends, I took in his tousled copper hair. His emerald eyes glinted, lighting up his face, and his… jaw. Holy jawporn!
But as he moved and talked, I realized he was far too… what can I say?
His mannerisms were too effeminate for me.
He was definitely gay.
Very obviously gay.
Far too camp.
An out-and-out queen, in fact.
Not my type at all.
His hand movements and the way he flipped his head to the side and lifted up that chiseled jaw were just so flamboyant.
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