Well Neil Bob is up to his cocksucking faggoty high jinx again.  We always have such a gay ole time talking about how he’s really found out that there is indeed no place like homo!  He confessed to Me that he recently locked eyes with a golden haired twink at the pharmacy which ended up in a pole smoking rump romp in the bathroom.  The dirty little cocksucking slut couldn’t even wait for the typical text exchange.! Then Neil Bob revealed to Me that he used to jerk it to the Sear’s catalogs where the twinks in jock straps would hold his gaze while he masturbated.  He feared that they would climb out and pull him into the catalog and force “the gay” on him. I mentioned to him that he should wear matching rainbow fairy wings to go with his thigh highs.  Then he told Me about a dream he had with little twink fairies trying to get him to stray off of the path. He thought if he could just stay on the path he’d be able to keep his hetero identity.  I think those little fairies got him in the woods when he was wanking it to the Sear’s catalog and infiltrated his subconscious.  Neil Bob you’ve earned your rainbow fairy wings.  You’re a faggot now go forth; know your role and smoke pole!!