"I've three brothers. You sure you wanna continue down that line of reasoning?" He deadpans. That's a lot of cock, even for Michael. But as far as he knows Michael might just love it. He the scuffles closer, leaning against his crutch. His prosthetic took a hit and his uncomfortably chaffing his stump. He takes Michael in, wondering just what happens in that extra-terrestrial brain of his.
"If you need that many oil changes, you have a problem," he then continues, voice still dry. "If you don't mind, I might join you for it. I'm off duty anyway." Jesse Manes could take his own good damn pictures.
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Date: 2019-05-13 11:59 pm (UTC)"If you need that many oil changes, you have a problem," he then continues, voice still dry. "If you don't mind, I might join you for it. I'm off duty anyway." Jesse Manes could take his own good damn pictures.