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Harper stood back and stared up towards Todd. He could see the loneliness in his face and it did give him a small twinge, but he couldn’t afford to get involved. Besides, he didn’t know this guy yet.. maybe in time he might prove to be fun but for now he would just keep his distance.

“Look.. I need your cards, forms, and all that lovely paper stuff they sent you before you got here. My job is to take them, get them all stamped filled out and then return them to you... so... fork em over cowboy so I can get on with it..”

“Cowboy?.... “

“Never mind man... you got the papers?”

“Huh.. yeah.. here... that’s all I got..... but I mean... don’t I have to sign stuff....or”

“Hehe... you are really slow.... no man.. its all taken care of.. like I said, you are Coach Greer’s Gladiator’s... you get toadies like me to handle the peon shit... take it easy... I’ll get this all looked after and bring it back to you in about three hours... ‘kay?”

“Yeah okay... but really... shouldn’t I be doing this?”

“Well there are some who say yep.. but they aren’t the coach and they don’t have the kind of alumni support he has.. so no you just sit here and look pretty... cya in 3 hours..”

Before Todd could answer Harper had left the room, shutting the door. Now what the fuck did he mean by sit here and look pretty? Fuck, he was getting himself all worked up over some stupid remark from some obvious flunky. Strange though, the way Harper had looked at him a few times as if he had something else to say. He shook it off, knowing it was silly.

He looked at the small pile of clothes on the bed, relieved that his one special moment hadn’t been visible to Harper. He rummaged through the pile and found the small bikini briefs, a silky ocean blue colored pair, that had several dark stains over them. Picking them up, he could almost smell his special friend. As he fingered them, he felt the flaky stains and for the first time since his arrival, Todd smiled. It was a wonderful smile, his white teeth shone and his whole face crinkled up, making him look like a giant elf. His eyes sparkled when he smiled and the worry lines seemed to disappear as memories of how those briefs got all those stains. Shit, it was as much a surprise to him now as it was when Cain gave them to him, just before he left for the bus station

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