Chapter Three
Regular study dates in Maximus third floor apartment continued over the next several weeks. While he banged away on his computer, graded student tests for classes in computer science and worked on his dissertation in Internet coding, I read, wrote and studied on his leather couch.
Denny would come in and briskly note my presence with a smiling grin. Sometimes he ruffled my hair, sat and gabbed about my book. Mostly I was window dressing. He never asked why I was there but seemed perfectly comfortable with my regular presence in his apartment. Even though the undercurrent of s****l energy between us never seemed far away, gone were the overt s****l overtures. Without comment he accepted that Id been conquered by his roommate and he was free to move on to someone else.
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