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Savior In The Snowthis story is part of the FanClub (mm:one-on-one, 3057 words)

Author: Jess
Added: Dec 21 2002Views / Reads: 2377 / 1980 [83%]Story vote: 7.00 (1 vote)
After making the mistake of driving my Ferrari on a snowy road back home, a cute guy in a Range Rover saves the day... in more ways than one!
 


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Savior In The Snow By JJW jesserules_98@yaho.com

Growing up in the Midwest is no fun for a gay teenager. Not only did I grow up in the Midwest though, but I went to college there too. Since I was 10, I lived in a wealthy suburb of Grand Rapids, Michigan called East Grand Rapids. You know... tree lined streets, large mansions, and a town-square with cobblestone streets and gaslights... yeah that's East Grand Rapids. I loved growing up there! I went to a private school in Holland, and made some excellent friends. My closest friends lived there in Holland, Macatawa, or Grand Haven, which is about a 45 minute drive away, which sucked when I wanted to hang out with them. But we've had a beach house in Macatawa, right on Lake Michigan since I was 12. I spend most of my weekends and the whole summer there.

Before I go on, let me tell you a little more about myself. I'm 19 now, but I was 18 when this story took place. I haven't changed much since the story took place, but now I am about 5'10, 145 lbs with dark skin, short and straight black hair and cute dark brown eyes. If you are wondering, I am half black and half white. Most people think I'm from the pacific though, since I don't look either. I've played tennis since I was little and ran track my first two years in high school. So, I keep in good shape, even though I'm not as well defined as I would like. More time lifting weights will do that though. I get told I'm pretty cute, and I know I am. I don't have an ego or anything, because guys never tell me I'm cute (no gay guys you know) I modeled a little ...

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