[Anything that crossed Freddy's mind was all hopeless rock and roll fantasy. He still had a job to do at the time and he knew it, wouldn't let other things get in the way, to a point. Are there limits? Do limits matter anymore when it comes to them? Freddy doesn't consider himself a kid the same way Larry does, not anymore. He's been supporting himself since he dropped out, he's been on the force for six years, he's gone undercover, he's been shot at twice and lived to tell the tale. Freddy Newendyke is no kid. He's just a kid at heart, maybe heart is where all his kiddishness remains anymore, and he's got a lot of heart for Lawrence Dimick. Who knew.]
Mmf. [Freddy sounds against pressing mouths and probing tongues.] Larry...
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Mmf. [Freddy sounds against pressing mouths and probing tongues.] Larry...