My Next Date

Casey Morales

Silk brushed against my eyes, then wrapped around my wrists . . . I can’t remember ever dreaming of being tied to bedposts with silk ties. A couple years ago, I barely knew gays lived anywhere other than New York or California. Who knew they were...

Premium Chapters

Premium

Opening Credits

1/21/2023

A Note of Caution

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Preface

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Chapter 1

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Chapter 2

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Chapter 3

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Chapter 4

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Chapter 5

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Chapter 6

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Chapter 7

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Chapter 8

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Chapter 9

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Chapter 10

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Chapter 11

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Chapter 12

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Chapter 13

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Chapter 14

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Chapter 15

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Chapter 16

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Chapter 17

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Chapter 18

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Chapter 19

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Chapter 20

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Chapter 21

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Chapter 22

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Chapter 23

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Closing Credits

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