The weather wasn't too terrible - not that cold yet and even though there were some clouds it wasn't going to rain - so Laurie rode his Harley down to the clinic, the closer one on Magazine Street where you usually didn't have to wait too long if you showed up without an appointment. He liked the clinics - getting his blood taken in a hospital always made him a little nervous, although he couldn't tell you why. Maybe because the clinics were used to boys like him, gay boys who had indiscriminate sex like crazed wombats, even though he always, always used a condom. You could never be too sure. Besides, if he didn't go get tested on a regular basis Lea would have his head. Both heads.
( cut for the clinic and the restaurant and another couple of cameos )
words: 1020
total words: 45,450
( cut for the clinic and the restaurant and another couple of cameos )
words: 1020
total words: 45,450