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Guy fought a monster headache without the benefit of having imbibed any alcohol. The bright lights and boisterous sounds of New York City at night roiled through his body like vodka over rocks. Surviving the unwanted advances of a sexually aggressive stripper who was out of touch with reality, and the pressures of trying to keep up a hot and heavy relationship with a closeted lesbian, left Guy with a stiff neck instead of a stiff c**k.
Escaping to a hotel room where no one could bother him would be a welcome relief. After a peaceful night’s sleep, he would escape the incessant throb of the city for a trip down south where things moved at a slower, quieter pace.
Guy grimaced as a room service attendant rolled a cart of unfinished, roasted vegetables down the hall. The asparagus lay lim
