Remembering (1)
Remembering By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (1) As Trent entered the darkened room, he was assailed by the aroma of stale vomit, of lingering antiseptic, and of sweat. His eyes began to adjust to the darkness of the room as he heard the sounds of the various machines. His heart ached as he saw the lone figure in the bed, covered by nothing more than a thin...
August 20th, 2008 by Ian
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