Transboys Stories

It was a lazy spring afternoon. Some Saturday where there was nothing to do but shop, eat, or sleep. Amar and Dana were home alone in their apartment watching some sports event on the television. Both of them were barely paying any attention to it and lounging on the L-shaped couch; Amar on one side and Dana on the other a bit farther away. The day snoozed by with the enthusiasm of syrup or sweat slinking down skin. It wa...