The kid took one bottle from the crate and one whiskey and examined them.“That all,” he asked without looking up.“Depends.”“Depends on what?” Now he was looking up.“Depends on whether you have a preference.” Tyler took the weed bag out of his pocket and holding it with index and thumb presented it to Gilbert and raised an eyebrow.“How much?”“It’s on me, if we take it together. Gay porn “But you can touch everything else,” he added quickly.”Good to know,” Jeremy muttered.Tyler looked to him, not sure what to make of that statement. Such an arrangement served Tyler well. He remembered Tyler’s sketches on career day and headed for the desk.”That is out of bonds.” Tyler’s voice was calm, but with a certain aggressive edge to it.Jeremy had stopped in his tracks and looking around found Tyler sitting on his bed – shirtless – opening a beer. He had made out with the mother of his best friend, the mother of his now dead ex-girlfriend. He had an Xbox and a desk with an open laptop on it, strewn with paper and pencils.
