Literature
Guyliner and Moustaches.
"Andy, just hold still!" Ashley laughed, holding my cheek in his hand as he drew on face with thick eyeliner. I squirmed again.
"Jesus, Ash," I said when he pulled away. "What did you do?" He smiled and chuckled. I scowled at him as he walked away from me. I collapsed back onto the couch, a small smile on my lips. My boyfriend, yeah, boyfriend, the notorious sex beast Ashley Purdy, was actually the most weirdest man alive. And that's saying something. Whatever he showed the pubic was a cover of who he really was. A little boy in a man's body, which was exactly like me to be honest.
We'd been together for almost two years now, and I was su