Stuff Sam Likes

Crossing lines.

An email exchange:

Sam: Can you come back to NYC and move to Brooklyn and then we can be roomies?

Me: can we be more than roomies?

Sam: i sure as shit hope so.  i’ve got an anus that needs pluggin’.

Me: ok that was too far. i was just talking about cuddling and whatnot.

Sam: sorry.  you know me by now.  i cross lines.  that’s my pleasure.