[God he loves that mouth. Freddy tilts his head to better fit against Larry.]

It's okay if you do, tough guy. I'm not gonna stop you doin' what you like. [Cocaine and other people more than once excluded.] But you look fine, Larry. Every part of ya.

[Hands grip his ass then roam upward to feel his back and shoulders then his tough biceps and those forearms, one which bears a wildcat.]