Thoreau studied Rooney for a moment and then shrugged. "Fine," he said. "I didn't really think I was fucking you as payment for the drugs anyway. I thought I was fucking you because I wanted to fuck you. You're hot and the sex was good last time."
He shifted closer to him again. "Can't I get drugs from you and fuck you without them being connected?" Thoreau asked.
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