SP: Dip - PhilogynyPip lay asleep, curled up to the bare chest of Damien. Damien grinned to himself as he fingered the silky blonde hair of the other boy.Damien had never been much of a philogynist. Women were just so damned annoying and they always had something to bitch about.While Pip had a girlish figure and features; he still retained a certain manliness to him that attracted Damien beyond all reason. He laughed quietly, remembering the day that Pip had confessed to him. It was the same day that he had hurt his ankle and Pip had wrapped it for him.END.
SP: Creek - Brass CollaredTweek.Gah! Wh-what?! Tweek nearly lept out of his seat in fright.He and craig were sitting on his bed watching the elections on TV.Tweek, c-can I kiss you? For luck I mean
Obama HAS to win! Craig stared intently at the blonde.Tweek had never been brass-collared like many others, but he knew Craig was really into this political stuff and he wanted to help him as much as possible.Tweek nervously rose to his knees, pressing a twitchy kiss to the other boys lips.Thanks, Craig grinned as Tweek pulled away shyly.Obama would win now for sure.END.