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point in my life that had been an interesting pastime, it proved ultimately unsatisfying and pointless.
    "It's been about a year for me too, you know. Does that make me a loser?"
    I laughed. "Really?"
    He nodded. "I happen to have extremely high standards. In fact, you've only passed the first interview so far." He lifted himself up on his elbow and winked at me. "With flying colors, I might add. Now, if you're lucky, I'll be calling you back for the three-day intensive session."
    "Very funny," I said. "You really think I'm hot?"
    He raised his eyebrows. "Martin. I just had your beautiful cock in my ass and blew a massive load all over your bedspread and myself. What do you think?"
    I felt my poor cock twitch. He was right. What other proof did I want?
    "Besides," he said, "Do you think I'd wear that plug all morning for just anybody?"
    I stared at him and goddamn it if I wasn't getting hard again already. "I don't know you." I murmured.
    He kissed me tenderly and pulled back. "So, get to know me."
    I looked down, then back up at him. "Have dinner with me."
    He grinned. "Okay." He rolled over and bent to untie his boots. His underwear was still around his knees. He looked adorable. "But first, I need a shower. Join me?"
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    Chapter Four
    Balance
    After a rather lengthy and involved shower, Jeremy had dressed and gone to work, promising to meet me at Genji, a Japanese restaurant on Lisgar Street, at seven. I discovered that he worked at the coffee shop on Elgin and his shift today was from two to six. He admitted it embarrassed him to work there but that he enjoyed it for the most part. Although, I found it pretty funny that he never drank coffee. It became apparent that Jeremy led a much healthier lifestyle than I did. He liked tea, both regular and herbal, ate healthy foods, worked out regularly, didn't smoke, and only drank occasionally. He prided himself on these habits and teased me about the cigarette I smoked after our shower together. He told me I should join him at his gym as his guest for an intensive workout session so I could see what smoking did to my lungs. I gave him a non-committal answer but the idea appealed to me. I had been meaning to join a gym for the longest time.
    I spent the afternoon cleaning and tidying and printing out the photos that Jeremy had selected for his portfolio. I may have printed out a couple of shots for myself. I asked him if he would mind and he told me it was okay. He'd also written me a check for the price of my time and the photos, even though it felt a bit awkward to me. He joked that he would have to get some pictures of me to make it fair. At least, I think it was a joke.
    At six o'clock I started getting ready for dinner. Genji was a classy, intimate restaurant and I wanted to look good. While I dressed I reminisced about our morning together and the shower afterward.
    I insisted on washing him in order to really acquaint myself with every inch of him without the haze of an intense arousal clouding my perceptions. After I cleaned him thoroughly from top to tail, we made out under the streaming hot water. We just couldn't seem to get enough of each other. It was kind of frightening, the intensity of our attraction. I don't think either of us had ever experienced anything like it before. I certainly hadn't. After two more orgasms under the running water, we were finally able to keep our hands off each other, at least long enough to have a decent, quick lunch of hastily made turkey sandwiches, salad, and fruit. Then Jeremy went to work after giving me a scorching kiss goodbye.
    I decided on a pair of black jeans and a burgundy button-up shirt. I didn't want to dress up too much since Jeremy wouldn't have time to go home and change. Just as I was about to leave the phone rang. I froze, not even wanting to answer it. I knew it was Jeremy, backing out on dinner because he'd thought better of being with me or he'd met someone else. I turned