FICTION: Verdict FICTION: Verdict. By Parhelion. Sergeant Carl Riemann was the sort of "real" man who had the homos in back alleys down on their knees. But Sergeant Riemann wasn't interested in being knelt to. Quite the opposite.
His mouth was warm and wet, clever-tongued and letting me in real deep. It wasn't his fault that I was somewhere else entirely inside my own head.
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