When I was growing up in Rock Island, Huey (not his real name) was one of my brother Kenny's friends. Short, brown-skinned, a rarity among the pale Swedes and Germans of Rock Island, chubby, with black hair and soft black eyes, soft all over. I especially remember his square soft hands with stubby fingers.
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I every time spent my half an hour to read this webpage's posts everyday along with
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Boomer, I always appreciate that in your blog any kind of man can be sexy –Not just the six-packed, gym gods. It's a shame that more of us aren't open to seeing the beauty and sensuality of the real men all around us.
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