I can't explain it, but whenever I was around Mark, I just felt GOOD. I knew that he was gay, but it's not like he paid special attention to me or that it seemed like he wanted in my pants; I simply enjoyed being around him, be it shoot'n the shit with a beer, playing some backyard basketball or teaming up in one of the many inter-mural sports we played together at school.
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