Chapter 1: Comic Cons, the Final FrontierBilly got himself ready at a slow pace because, as his mom had often said, getting ready was half the fun.
Today he was headed to the comic arts fair in Brooklyn, which opened at ten A.M. Billy lived in Brooklyn already, so he was close enough for a quick cab ride to the venue. He’d easily make it before noon, which was a sensible time to show up.
Plenty of time left to fuss with his hair.
Billy stood in front of his bathroom mirror in just his pants, with his chest bare. He’d only had his top surgery done six months ago, so the whole concept of having a flat chest was still pretty new and exciting for him. Billy loved his square chest and his brand new, rock-hard pecs. Like, some days he couldn’t stop himself from glancing at them and grinning i
