I gotta talk.

Someone died this week.  Bryan Murphy.   I still think about him still, after all these years.  at least 10 years.  I don't know where I meet him  but I know when I did, I loved him instintly.  His eyes, his body, his dick, his way of letting you know that you were loved, his way of letting you know that he would take you beyond your dreams , his way of making your dreams come true, his way of making your sexual fantacy's come alive and be everything that that you want themto be.