[Freddy gives up the singing to make use of that brushing by putting his hands on Larry's waist. While he's not exactly grinding into the old man's side he makes no illusions about the fact that his movements more or less amount to dry humping along the bassline.]
I'm normal again. [Because being a lady is not normal in the Book of Newendyke.] And so are you.
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[Freddy gives up the singing to make use of that brushing by putting his hands on Larry's waist. While he's not exactly grinding into the old man's side he makes no illusions about the fact that his movements more or less amount to dry humping along the bassline.]
I'm normal again. [Because being a lady is not normal in the Book of Newendyke.] And so are you.
[Praise fucking lord.]