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It Happened on a Friday
I closed my eyes and hoped that by some small chance he maybe hadn't seen me, but by the time I opened them he was walking towards our table. It was too late to plan my escape. He was getting closer every second."Kurt? Is that you?"And just like that, Blaine Anderson walked back into my life. Author's Note: This story is written from Kurt's perspective (first person). If that isn't your cup of tea, you won't enjoy this story.**THIS STORY IS BEING EDITED FOR YOUR OPTIMUM READING EXPERIENCE!**
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On The Street Where You Live
Blaine Anderson was your average advertising executive at Starling, Schweitzer, and Schwartz during the early 1960s. He had success, a loving wife, a house to call his own, and everything his parents could have ever wanted for him...except happiness. Although he'd never willingly admit his private thoughts to anyone, much less himself, the dashing young man had a secret: He was attracted to men. Inspired by this gif:
