# David's Birthday

Author: David g.
Tags: Contemporary, M/M, Otter

ss2 David's Birthday (c) 1-2000/2003  
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WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTION'S OF A SEXUAL  
NATURE. YOU MUST BE 18 YEARS OR OLDER TO READ THIS STORY. IF  
THIS KIND OF STUFF BUGS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.  
WRITER EXCEPTS NO RESPONSIBLY FOR READER'S ACTIONS.  
-- David G.  
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David's Birthday  
  
As David slowly awoke, the fuzzy headed otter tries to focus his  
still sleepy mind. However he immediately recognized his roommate Hoss,  
who was entering his room with a tray of food. This was not a regular  
ritual, but again, this was not a regular day. It was David's birthday.  
  
Hoss never said a word as he helped David sit up, fluffed his  
pillow, and placed the tray in front of his yawning friend. David  
smiled as he looked down at the small banquet that now laid before  
him. He then looked up at the larger otter standing next to his bed.  
Hoss reached over and brushed the head-fur that had draped over David's  
forehead to one side, before leaning over and placing a small kiss on  
his friend's head.  
  

  Because David had known Hoss for such a long time he knew not to  
expect much more. Hoss was very male and seldom showed any emotions  
other then happiness. Even when he was mad, Hoss never showed any  
outward sign of being so, unless he thought he was alone. But David  
knew his friend so well, that even when Hoss was hiding his true  
emotions, David knew just how Hoss felt. David on the other hand was  
more outgoing and at times could even be a bit flamboyant, but that was  
a very rare occasion, and most likely done to embarrass Hoss just for  
fun.  
  
David enjoyed his birthday breakfast, then got ready for work.  
Both otters worked for the same company. Hoss was lead transport  
wrangler and he had to be at work by seven o'clock in the morning. David  
however worked in the office and didn't have to show up until eight.  
  
On David's way out he decided to take a quick peek under Hoss' bed  
for his birthday gift, but all he found was a note saying "Your gift's  
not here and don't bother looking for it." David chuckled as he headed  
for Hoss' closet. Far in the back corner he found a balloon with  
another note attached. That one read, "I told you not to look for it.  
Now you're going to be late for work." David looked at his watch and  
knew Hoss would be right if he did not get a move on.  
  

  Just one minute before eight, David ran into his office. After  
sitting down, he pulled out the tray that held his keyboard and found  
another note, "Okay so you just made it."  
  
The clatter of his keyboard would temporally pause as David  
stopped work just long enough to say "Hi" or to answer any of his  
fellow employee's questions, as they entered his office.  
  
David's office window overlooked the loading dock, and during his  
breaks, he would look out at the abundance of male furs that worked  
there. He enjoyed the summertime most, because the boss was fairly  
lenient and he did not care if the guys on the dock removed their  
shirts on hot days. Most of the workers had already removed them and  
David was enjoying his view of all the muscles and fur that was on  
parade.  
  
Though he gave each of the workers the once over, he always found  
himself staring at his roommate. Though time and David's own good  
cooking had hidden the finer features of Hoss' muscular physique, David  
never tired of watching the graceful way he moved.  
  

  Because it was David's birthday, Hoss would not take out any  
transports, nor would he work any overtime. Hoss would, like every  
year, try and get home as early as possible just so he could try and  
cook something special, and every year, the two of them would windup  
going out to dinner, after evacuating the smoke from their house.  
  
The day was dragging along at a snails pace up until about two,  
when all at once a handful of fellow office workers burst into David's  
office and regaled him with a quite off-key version of the classic  
"Happy Birthday Song." When the song ended, they presented him with the  
traditional cupcake cake, that held a single candle, which must be  
blown out as soon as possible, so it may be used again for the next  
office birthday.  
  
David hastefully made a wish and blew out the candle. He was then  
greeted with cheers and some hearty congratulations, after which his  
co-workers filtered out of his office and went back to work.  
  
The next hour was much more pleasurable, compared to the whole  
first half of the day. David noticed that there seemed to be much more  
giggling going on in the usually stagnant office. And the few times  
that he walked out of his office to stretch, everyone he met had a  
smile on his or her face.  
  

  At three thirty, David glanced out his window and spotted Hoss  
putting on his shirt and grabbing the days log-sheets, which had to be  
turned into the Terminal Manager. Hoss always took the long way around  
just so he could pass by David's office.  
  
David stared at the doorway and waited. Hoss always slowed down  
just enough to look in, giving David a quick smile and wink. However  
this time as Hoss passed by, he grabbed the door jam helping him make  
an abrupt stop. Hoss took a step backward and looked back into the  
office.  
  
Hoss' smile grew as he said. "It's becoming, but I don't think  
you'll like what it does for you." Hoss raised a paw and pointed at  
his muzzle, he then waived bye and took off.  
  
David opened his desk drawer and took out a small mirror. He shook  
his head as he stared at the image of himself wearing a chocolate  
mustache, which stood out quite prominently against the light colored  
fur of his muzzle. Closing his eyes and giving out a sigh, now knowing  
why everyone he saw seemed so happy the last hour.  
  

  Once inside the lavatory, David took another look at himself in  
the large mirror. The chocolate mustache matched the mocha colored fur  
that covered most of his body, and stood out quite well against the  
cream color fur that ran down the front of him, starting at his muzzle  
and stopping just short of his knees. He actually did not look that bad  
with the mustache, but it did make him look a lot older, which was not  
to his liking.  
  
After cleaning up, David made his way back to his office, and as  
he did, he made sure to thank everyone who saw him and didn't tell him  
about the mess on his face, which started a flood of laughter amongst  
his office-mates.  
  
During his drive home, David thought of a nice place for Hoss and  
him to have dinner. Of course this would be after helping his roommate  
clean up some of the mess in the kitchen. David pulled into the  
driveway of the typical suburban, single story home, with the fine  
trimmed lawn and the small flower bed that accented the walkway leading  
to the front door.  
  
David walked in expecting to hear Hoss mumbling to himself in  
frustration, but the house was eerily quiet. Just then the stereo came  
on and he was greeted with some beautiful classical music. The kind  
David loved to play, as he soaked in the spa. David put down his  
briefcase and walked around the corner and found Hoss standing next to  
the dining room table.  
  

  As David drew closer, he looked at the flickering candles that  
were placed all around the dimly lit room. Not much escaped David's  
glance, like the beautiful arrangement of flowers in the center of the  
table, or how the candles reflected off the polished silverware, or the  
chilled crystal glasses fill with diet cola, David's preferred drink.  
  
He watched as Hoss pulled out the chair and held it for him. David  
then watched Hoss walk into the kitchen, returning a second later with  
a covered plate. Once it was in place, Hoss removed the cover revealing  
a large portion of Beef Stroganoff, one of David's favorite meals.  
  
After Hoss handed David a warm breadstick, he took his seat at the  
table and they both began eating the sumptuous meal. David decided that  
later would be a better time to ask Hoss just how he had pulled off  
this exquisite dinner. So for right now, he just enjoyed his birthday  
meal.  
  
After dinner Hoss escorted David to the living room, and instead  
of taking their usual positions on the couch, with Hoss sitting at one  
end while David laid down resting his head on Hoss' leg. Hoss had David  
sit right in the middle of the couch.  
  

  Hoss, now on both knees, positioned himself in front of David. He  
reached forward and gently spread David's legs apart, allowing enough  
room for him to move in between them.  
  
David's heart raced as Hoss slid his hands down David's inner-  
thighs stopping just short of where his pant legs were sewn together.  
Hoss leaned in and said. "I hope you're ready for your gift." Hoss  
lowered his head, stopping just short of placing his muzzle into  
David's crotch. Hoss then reached under the couch and pulled out a not  
so neatly wrapped gift, kind of a trademark of his.  
  
David's heart raced even faster as he recognized the shape and  
size of the gift. He just knew it was a picture frame. David had been  
dropping quite a number of hints as to what he wanted for his birthday.  
David had come across a wolf, that was a talented artist, and he was  
quite taken with his work. David's hopes ran high as his trembling  
paws reached out to take the gift. As his finger gingerly raced over  
the wrapping, he could feel the simple design of the frame.  
  

  David pushed a finger into the indented corner of the gift,  
causing the wrapping to tear as the sharp corner of the frame came into  
view. He hooked the paper with the tip of his finger and raked his hand  
across the front of it, revealing the frame. The entire frame was  
polished silver with some simple scroll marks in each corner. It  
basically looked quite manly, as far as frames go, and David expected  
nothing less, knowing that Hoss picked it out.  
  
David looked at his dear friend and smiled. Hoss again leaned  
over, this time sticking his hand under the throw pillow at the end of  
the couch. "I guess you will be needing a new picture to go with your  
new frame." Hoss said smiling, as he pulled out a white envelope with  
the word "Photo" stamped across the front of it.  
  
David's eager fingers now pawed at the envelope trying to open it  
quickly, yet being as gentle as possible so as not to damage the  
contents. David pulled the picture out and felt his heart stop as he  
gazed upon it. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. For there in his  
shaky hands was a picture of his roomy sitting on his motorcycle.  
  

  With a smile on his face, Hoss again spoke. "You always said that  
it was the best looking picture of me, so I had it blown up so I could  
give it to you."  
  
David swallowed hard as he held his disappointment back from view.  
Although what Hoss said was true, it was a very good-looking picture of  
him. But David really had his heart set on a piece of artwork by Luis  
P. "Loopy" Look-Twice. David forced a smile as he looked at Hoss and  
though clenched teeth he said. "It's beautiful, thank you."  
  
Hoss reached out his paws and said. "Would you like me to place  
the picture in the frame for you?"  
  
David looked at Hoss knowing full well that even though he was  
extremely disappointed in him for not catching on to all of his hints,  
he could not stay mad at him very long. David gave out a small sigh and  
said. "No, thank you. I would like to do it myself." David's nimble  
fingers removed the corner clasps, which held the hard backing in  
place. He then pressed lightly against the glass to raise it, so he  
could remove the cardboard insert, but as he did that, he found  
something under the insert.  
  

  David gasped, as he was now staring at a piece of artwork entitled  
"City Wolf" by "Loopy". He heard Hoss chuckle as he said. "I take it by  
your bulging eyes, that you like this picture a little bit more than  
the first one I gave you." Wide-eyed David glanced at Hoss, and then  
back to the fine piece of artwork he was holding in his shivering  
hands. The next thing David heard was Hoss saying. "Remember to breathe  
before you pass-out."  
  
The words echoed in David's mind, as he tried to make sense of  
what Hoss meant by that. Then David realized that he had stopped  
breathing. As David quickly took in a lung full of air, Hoss gave out  
another chuckle. Stammering David tried to speak. "You.. Oh my gawd..  
You.. I.. You.. Love it.. Oh my."  
  
Hoss reached out to steady David's shaking hands. "You're going to  
wet yourself if you don't calm down some." Hoss warned the younger  
otter as he tried to pry David's paws loose from the frame and  
picture. Once free from David's grip, Hoss set them off to the side so  
they would be safe.  
  

  David slipped off the couch and knelt in front of his roommate. He  
wrapped his arms around Hoss and gave the big furry otter a hug from  
which Hoss could almost not breathe. David pulled his head back and  
look at him. His eyes were glazed over with tears of joy, and his lower  
lip quivered. David did manage to squeak out the words, "Thank you"  
just before kissing Hoss fully on the lips.  
  
Their hands roamed over each other as they opened their mouths in  
unison and allowed each other's tongues in. After their bone-melting  
kiss David composed himself enough to ask. "Why now? Why this  
birthday?"  
  
"Well its not every birthday my best bud turns 30." Hoss replied.  
David paused for a moment and then said. "Sorry there big guy, but  
today I turn 29."  
  
Hoss looked puzzled then calmly asked. "Sweetheart, have you done  
the math?"  
  
The happy look on David's face melted away, as he slowly stood up.  
He looked at himself in the large mirror that was hanging across the  
room. He pointed at his reflection and calmly said. "My Gawd. You're 30  
years old today." When David looked back down, he had a serene look on  
his face, just before his eyes rolled back into his head. Hoss lunged  
forward barely catching the little otter as he passed out.  
  

  Slowly David reopened his eyes, focusing on the face of his  
roommate. "I fainted?" David asked.  
  
"You fainted." Hoss replied slowly nodding his head.  
  
David glanced around and realized he was lying on the floor in  
front of the fireplace. His shoes, socks and shirt were missing and his  
pants were unbuttoned. He then noticed that Hoss was in the same state  
of undress.  
  
Hoss leaned back over and gently caressed the side of David's  
Muzzle. "Are you all right?" Hoss softly asked.  
  
Looking somewhat sad David said "No. I'm too old. I'm too young to  
be this old."  
  
Hoss cocked his head slightly. "I'm only two and a half years  
older then you. So what does that make me, your grandfather?" He asked.  
  
"No." David said as he rolled over holding up one arm, letting  
Hoss know that he wanted to be held. Once safely in Hoss' arms David  
spoke up again. "You can be old. I mean you've always been older then  
me, so it's okay for you to be older, but not me. Now none of the younger  
guys will ever look at me. They'll just think I'm too old."  
  

  "Well I guess you now know, you're stuck with me." Hoss chuckled.  
  
David already knew that. He knew it just after meeting Hoss for  
the very first time. He had just turned fifteen and Hoss was half way  
to being eighteen, when Hoss' family moved in across the street. It  
took David five months of being under foot, before Hoss finally broke  
down and started allowing David to hang around with him. But that is  
another story.  
  
Though David always came across as one hot otter and he loved to  
flirt with other furs that showed interest in him, he knew that time  
would be coming to an end. And even though he had been committed to  
only one otter, he never really considered himself that domesticated,  
even though he was, David still felt like a single otter.  
  
So lying there in the arms of the fur he loved, David decided to  
make some small changes in his life. The first one was, at least at  
home; he would start acting as if he was committed. He looked at his  
lover and softly said. "Up please."  
  
After they stood up, David took Hoss' paw and walked with him  
into his room. It was usually Hoss that did not say a word, but spoke  
volumes simply through his actions. This time it was David's turn. He  
grabbed Hoss' pillow off his bed and then David led Hoss into his room.  
  

  David just stared at his king size bed, while Hoss glanced at  
David, then his pillow and then at David's bed. David released Hoss'  
hand and walked over to the bed. Pulling down the covers on one side,  
he carefully placed Hoss' pillow in its new place. Though Hoss was no  
stranger to David's bed, he was just not sure why David brought his  
pillow over. After the two made love, Hoss seldom cared if he slept  
with a pillow.  
  
Hoss walked over to the smaller otter and placed his hands on  
David's shoulders. David turned around and looked up at him, he then  
took his index finger and placed it over Hoss' muzzle. The tip of his  
finger was touching Hoss' nose, while the base of his finger was down  
on Hoss' chin.  
  
David cleared his throat and then spoke softly. "From now on, you  
will be sleeping in here with me, and not just when we finish making  
love." Hoss started to open his mouth but David pushed his finger in a  
bit harder. David began to speak again. "Only you and your pillow will  
move in. We'll get you a new dresser to match the decor of my-- I mean  
our room later. As for the rest of your clothes, they will stay in the  
now guest bedroom closet. Because the closet in this room is mine. Get  
it?"  
  

  Hoss puckered out his lips the best he could and kissed David's  
finger, before he pulled it away. Hoss put his arms around David and  
pulled him into his furry chest. He then said softly. "So, after 11  
years, you finally decided to say yes to me. Well I just have one thing  
to say. I get to be the male of this family. Get it?"  
  
David giggled as he threw his arms around Hoss returned his hug  
while saying, "That's okay. I'm better suited at playing the crazy bitch  
then you are." They both fell on the bed laughing. Once in the middle  
of it, David ran his hand across Hoss' rear and said. "Do I get  
anything else for my birthday?"  
  
"Just me," Hoss replied, "Oh, and some tickets for the theater on  
Saturday for some play called Kats."  
  
David squealed and hugged Hoss, which soon turned into a kissing-  
fest. He started kissing his chest and neck, moving slowly up to Hoss'  
jawbone then up to his mouth.  
  
As he was being kissed, Hoss reached down and finished unzipping  
David's pants, and then he reached around back and undid his tail flap.  
David lifted himself so his pants could be easily removed. Hoss then  
ran his paw over David's underwear, feeling every contour and curve  
that lay hidden by the smooth white cotton fabric.  
  

  David reached down and hastefully removed his shorts allowing  
himself to be completely naked before his mate. Hoss propped himself up  
on one arm and looked at his lover lying there. He leaned back in  
giving David's nose a little lick followed by a kiss. Hoss plunged his  
muzzle into the nape of David's neck where he playfully gnawed on his  
mate. Meanwhile one of Hoss' hands skimmed across David's body, blazing  
a trail to the tuft of fur that lay just above David's maleness.  
  
Hoss then moved his mouth along the trail his hand had made,  
making a quick stop at one of David's erect nipples, which Hoss gently  
ran his tongue over causing the little otter to moan. Hoss travailed  
further down lapping at different parts of David's body, stopping to  
push his muzzle into David's soft fur, moving it to the side so he  
could place his tongue against David's hot flesh.  
  
Hoss made one last stop on his way down, and that was at David's  
bellybutton. Hoss always gave David four small kiss around the tiny  
opening, just before sticking his tongue in, causing David to giggle.  
  

  Hoss climbed off and stood at the foot of the bed, as his eyes  
drank in the beauty of David's furry body. Hoss unzipped his pants and  
let them drop to the floor. After they puddled around his feet, he  
carefully kicked them off to one side. Knowing he was putting on a show  
for his lover, Hoss released the tail flap on his underwear and slowly,  
inch by inch lowered them until he revealed his maleness to David.  
  
David, feeling his body temperature rising did not want to wait  
any longer for what he now craved. He separated his legs, knees  
pointing to the ceiling. Hoss moved in-between them, and starting on  
the inside of David's knees, he licked his way down to where David's  
legs were joined. Delicately Hoss lapped at the soft furred sac that  
held the smaller otter's orbs.  
  
David moaned with ecstasy and delight as his large lover tenderly  
laved him. Hoss' tongue made its way around the orbs to the base of  
David's shaft, and with a few hardy laps from Hoss' tongue, David's rod  
glistened with moisture.  
  
David pleaded with Hoss to take him now and to fill him with  
delight. Though Hoss had a slightly different plan. He climbed up over  
his smaller mate and held his position like a rigid beam. David raised  
his head and kissed Hoss in a manner that clearly defined his need to  
make love to him.  
  

  Hoss shifted his legs up until they were on either side of David's  
body. When he sat down his throbbing maleness touched David's, sending  
a flash of desire coursing through him. Hoss reached down and encircled  
both of there rods, stroking them until he saw his mates eyes roll back  
into is head.  
  
Hoss carefully shifted his body and placed the tip of David's  
hardness against his rear. As David's eyes widen, Hoss lowered himself  
down onto his mate. David looked up at Hoss and knew that this fur  
could stir his passion so completely that he must have some kind of  
magical power over him, and it had taken control, ruling his mind as  
well as his heart.  
  
David's breathing became shallow, and his muscles began  
tightening. He wanted this moment to last, so he tried everything to  
make it so. Hoss however was relentless in his rhythm, as his body  
raised and lowered traveling the full length of David's shaft. David  
grit his teeth, as he no longer could hold out against his own body's  
urges. A low groan excepted him as he finally relaxed and gave into  
his volcanic orgasm.  
  

  When Hoss felt a sudden warmth deep within himself, he knew that  
David had peaked, and a small squeak and some minor uncontrollable  
giggling from David confirmed this. Hoss stayed on top of David, until  
the smaller otter's maleness finally retracted into its warm protective  
sheath. It was only then did Hoss roll over and laid next to his lover.  
  
Hoss leaned in and whispered to David. "I wanted to tell you  
something a long time ago, but I was afraid to. Almost the way you were  
afraid to commit to me, until tonight. So if you can overcome that fear  
then I guess I can too." Hoss took in a deep breath and spoke softly.  
"David, I love you."  
  
Hoss watch as David's eyes welled up with tears. "I have waited so  
long to hear those three little words from you, and now that you have said  
them. I want you to know it was worth the wait. I love you too."  
  
Hoss looked deep into David's eyes, just before giving him another  
kiss on the nose. "You know what the best thing about this day is?"  
asked Hoss. David shook his head. "Your birthday and our anniversary  
are now on the same day. This will save me a lot in gifts!" The smile  
on Hoss' face disappeared as David's eyes narrowed. "What I meant to  
say was, now that makes this a real special day and I should go out of  
my way to prove it to you each year." David nodded his head and kissed  
Hoss on the nose.  
  

  Hoss suggest that they move out to the spa to finish up the night.  
Once in the water, Hoss ran his strong hands over David's back,  
massaging him into a quivering mass of fur. As David sat there becoming  
more enveloped by the relaxing feeling, he remembered that Hoss had not  
had a chance for his moment of ecstasy.  
  
David turned around and straddled his mate. He started rubbing his  
posterior into Hoss' groin, and once Hoss' shaft was fully erect, David  
tried to mount it. Hoss grabbed David's rear and lifted him up. Hoss  
looked up at his mate and said. "I'm not through with you yet."  
  
The larger otter then picked David up a bit more, bring his crotch  
right up to his mouth. Hoss again started laving David's groin with his  
tongue. The younger otter moaned as his cock slipped out of its sheath  
and back into view, but only for a brief moment, because Hoss took it  
into his warm mouth and began to suck on the member ever-so softly.  
  
David's body twitched as he felt an electrical charge leap along  
his veins, as Hoss now vigorously worked on his shaft. David felt his  
hot flow starting to move again, and his hips started an uncontrolled  
movement helping to slide his maleness in and out of Hoss' mouth.  
  

  Hoss surprised his mate by pushing a finger up into him from  
behind, the sensation was so overwhelming that it caused the little  
otter to thrust forward releasing his otter-seed into Hoss' mouth.  
  
Hoss greedily consumed all that David could produce and would not  
stop sucking until, David's cock again retracted into its sheath. David  
slid back down the length of Hoss' body until he was again sitting on  
his lap. After trading kisses, David leaned in and whispered into Hoss'  
ear. "Please mount me, my love."  
  
Hoss gently lifted David into place, and once he felt his maleness  
at the entrance of David's rear, he released his mate and let him slip  
down, David gasping as he impaling himself onto Hoss' hot shaft. They  
slipped off the small seat of the spa and sank to the bottom as one,  
holding their watery embrace for quite sometime before returning to the  
surface for a quick breath of air.  
  
Hoss backed his hips up all the way then reentered his mate in a  
searing liquid glide. Hoss thrust his hips forward moving him and his  
mate clear to the other side of that spa. Once there he grabbed the  
railing and held on as he continued to thrust. A few minutes later Hoss  
grit his teeth and gave a few hardy pushes as he exploded into David,  
filling him with his warm flow.  
  

  Though tired, Hoss managed to make it back to the seat from where  
they started, still with David wrapped around him. As they stayed  
locked onto each other with hugs that seemed endless, David glanced at  
his right hand. There was the sterling silver ring that Hoss gave him  
one year after he had moved in.  
  
David let go of his mate and sat back a little, bringing his paws  
around front. He reached down and started twisting the ring, and with a  
little effort it came off. He handed it to Hoss and placed his left  
hand out.  
  
Hoss took David's hand and held the ring just at the tip of his  
third finger. He took in a deep breath, and said, "I gave you this ring  
eleven years ago. I told you that in time, I hoped you would let me  
move it to your other hand, and that time has come. This ring has  
always represented my love for you. Continuous and never-ending." With  
that said Hoss slipped the ring onto David's finger.  
  
\*\*\*End\*\*\*  
  
  
[Writer's note ss2 v 2.0 12.31.01]  
  
Copyright of David's Birthday belongs to David Germain.  
No copies may be made without David's permission.  
Special thanks going to: David Wheeler for his input and assistance,  
and to Andrew Pidcock, who had no idea I was going to use his name, or  
his character's name until after I had finished the story. Thanks again  
Andrew for letting me keep your name in my story.  
The story of David's Birthday (c) David Germain Jan.  
2000  
Luis P. "Loopy" Look-Twice (c) Andrew Pidcock  
All other characters (c) David Germain  
David Germain (c) Hoss  
Hoss (c) his player 2-24-00  
If you would like to see Loopy's artwork for yourself or if you have  
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written permission of the writer. (That's me.) If permission is given  
to copy this story, it is solely for the private reading of said  
requester, and may not be sold, or be used to gain profit in any form.  
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise stated, all characters  
in this story are fictional, names for characters were drawn at random  
or made up, as well as their fictional jobs. Any likeness to person's  
real or imagined, living or dead is purely coincidental. End of legal  
stuff, for now.  
  

 

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