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Andr0gene

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  1. CHAPTER 4 He took a hold of my elbow again, tightly as a vise. I tried to yank it free, but I might as well have saved me the trouble; he didn't let go, even tightening his grip a little more. "Jesus, who are you; Hulk Hogan?" I groaned softly and he released his grip a bit. The strides he took had me almost jogging beside him, and I was a little out of breath by the time we arrived in what was clearly his office. We had to take a private elevator up to get there, and when the doors ope
  2. CHAPTER 7 "Okay," Michael said, later that night, "now we get to the more...personal matters. Habits, past acquaintances..." We had moved from the bar to the sofas, with him sitting opposite from me, and he'd taken off his jacket, loosened his tie and rolled up his sleeves. He had a snifter of cognac in front of him; I had a can of Cherry Coke, which he had ordered with dinner, eating here instead of downstairs. "Okay..." I answered, slowly. Oh boy. Not a topic I enjoyed talking abou
  3. CHAPTER 8 The next day was...aggravating. It might have had something to do with his mother's impending arrival (I think that was part of it), but a word to the wise; don't ever go shopping for clothes with Michael Black. Jesus, what a disaster. It was around 10am when we went out to the first store, where I was shown a whole parade of designer (not to mention completely hideous) clothing in a private dressing room. I dismissed pretty much every item they came to show me, which irritated M
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