Thoreau raised an eyebrow at that. On the one hand, it was kind of breaking his rules. On the other, it wasn't like he was going to me tempted by female strippers. "Okay," he agreed, snorting. "Let's go to a strip club and feel weird about girls dancing on us."
He took a sip of his coffee and led Pansy out of his bedroom. "At least I know I'm not going to slip up there. Women aren't my thing."
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