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I had spent the better part of last night trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with my roommate while the remainder was spent trying to think away my boner. I ended up having to go into the bathroom to finish the job and as much as I wanted to be quiet, it wasn't in my genetics. I shook my head both physically and mentally as I looked at my schedule and headed in the direction of the art class. It was just before lunch and I had a bit of free time so I decided that drawing would ease my thoughts of one very confusing guy. The class only had a few students and the lecturer just smiled at me as I entered. Grabbing some paint and a few brushes, I went to a new canvas and prepared myself to just do a standard outdoor scenery. "Nice to have you back Mr. Hanicock. We've missed you t

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