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Dennis is told he can take 4 people to his graduation and to think about who he is bringing, but there’s never been any doubt in his mind about who he is inviting.
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- Part 3 of It's been a long year
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06 Feb 2026
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Robby is fifty-four, tired and experiencing the worst shift of his career.
Oh, and he’s apparently having a baby in the makeshift morgue.
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06 Feb 2026
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An older man, who Dennis could only assume to be the father and head of the household, barged into the guest room. He wore a lovely black tuxedo, the kind that had obviously been tailored to fit his exact measurements. And, boy, did it. It hugged his broad frame, making him look even bigger somehow. His dark hair was styled nicely, and he smelt like whisky and sandalwood. “Ah, you must be Clem’s sitter for the night! Nice to meet you,”
Oh, god, Dennis could feel his cunt throb in his panties. Jesus Christ. He was easy.
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Dennis is instantaneously down BAD for his new employer.
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05 Feb 2026
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04 Feb 2026
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Dennis was ten years old, and all he had ever known was Broken Bow, Nebraska until he had been shipped all the way to rural Pennsylvania to repent.
Because Dennis had done something bad. Something really bad. And now he must earn forgiveness. But what wouldn't he do to see his Ma again? Just one time. To show her how hard he was trying.
So he had jumped. Hoping that she would come if he was injured. Nothing too bad, just enough for her to come. But it had been too high. And now he was flying in a helicopter to the nearest hospital, scared for his life, and so very scared to end up in Hell.
Unbeknownst to him, he was about to meet Dr. Robby. A tall man with hands that could heal. And perhaps, with his husband Jack, they could show him another path to life, one much kinder, one that showed Dennis what unconditional love was.
The fingers on Dennis’ head were now gently brushing his misbehaving hair, and the hand on his own hand had been joined by another one, encasing it on both sides.
His God was full of shit, Dennis decided. Because hands that loved like this couldn't belong to the damned. No, they were the hands of angels.Bookmarked by ExplodingYoshi
04 Feb 2026