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Catch and Release By R.W. Clinger I’ve seen it done a hundred or more times: the way Liam Caughtler catches and releases his men; invites those beefy thirty-plus-year-old hotties into his life, uses them up, and tosses them away. Lickety-split. Done. See-you-around-pal stuff. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn if he doesn’t have a little black book with all their names, phone numbers, email addresses, d**k sizes, and whatnots inside, just to keep track of these daddy-like men in his busy, no-nonsense life. I’m not saying the actor, director, and producer is a w***e (some might, but this isn’t in my character, or part of my trade), I’m just saying he can be a touch more emotionally gentle to the handsome beefsters that come and go in his life. Point made. Moving on. Let me introduce myself