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The Humiliation Games
CHAPTER 8
PART 15
"Well, that's another excellent humiliation by Tharukan, which takes him up to three for Team Faularry!" Esteban announced as the display faded out. "What a wonderfully public way to kick off the second half of the games!"
While Zorren looked indifferent to yet another round going to Tharukan for his team, Gokothon was visibly seething, though he kept his annoyance to himself as attention moved across the stage to the opposing team.
"So moving swiftly on to Team Trauxity for round eight, we've had two humiliations orchestrated by Dave and one for Buth'Taloz. Could this round finally see Dazallan's talents finally put to use!" Esteban mused aloud.
Dazallan simply smiled and shrugged, seemingly as indifferent to his selection as Zorren on the opposing team. So far, he seemed to have been enjoying the show every bot as much as the audience, even without his own participation in it.
"I believe we're ready to see volunteer number eight, so... bring him on!" Esteban said, waving an arm to gesture as the screen appeared once more.
The crowd chattered quietly for a moment as they took in the sight of the man on screen and his bio card.
"It looks like we're off to sunny Reading for the next round," Esteban joked, "And for the non-Brits in the audience who may be confused by that, it is indeed pronounced `Redding' even though it's spelled like reading so if you're reading Reading as reading you're reading it wrong because when you're reading Reading you should be reading it as redding... got it? And for saying all of that without messing up, I'm pretty sure I deserve a raise, right boss?"
The audience laughed at the play on words and glanced to The Terror who remained as unmoved as ever.
"I'm taking that as a yes. I'm good at reading him..." Esteban added with a smirk at the continued joke. He let out a hearty sigh at the still-motionless eldritch being. "Anyway... Roger Harrison from Reading is a forty-one-year-old advertising executive and a married father of three. Roger has a wandering eye but thus far remains loyal to his loving wife, though the worryingly large collection of pornography and spy images he keeps locked away certainly suggests his loyalty may be on the verge of breaking!"
Esteban allowed the audience to chatter for a moment once again before he continued, "While Roger's lusty thoughts occasionally wander to the girls of sixteen or seventeen, all people involved in any humiliation must be eighteen or over. And yes, we have indeed got ourselves another straight one for you, gentlemen. Sadly, they insist on proliferating so we may as well make use of them! Anyway, Team Trauxity prepare yourselves for your next humiliation as your time starts now!"
As Team Trauxity began conferring, their opponents speculated as usual on what might be ahead for this round. Gokothon concentrated for a moment then let out a wicked laugh. As his teammates gave him a curious look, he glanced up at the screen and said, "It turns out he's already living out his worst nightmare without knowing it. Considering how much he loves spying, he has frequent nightmares about actually getting spied on himself. If he knew we were watching him, he'd lose his feeble human mind!"
The others laughed at the unintentional nightmare fuel and sat chatting for a few minutes about how entertaining it would be to reveal the games to Roger just to mess with his head.
When the timer hit zero, Sebastian took straight to the stage without even waiting for an introduction from Esteban, clearly eager to bring on his team's ideas. He introduced Dave first.
"I'm a giving kind of fellow," Dave said with a smile, "So I'd like to give Roger a gift!" He made a gesture with his hand, spinning it ahead of him as a small sphere filled with blue smoke appeared in his hand. There was a gentle gasp from the few who recognised it. "The Orb of Aliakhtifa," Dave said for those who were unaware. "An ancient magical relic that can grant the bearer both invisibility and intangibility. Perfect for a voyeur like Roger!"
The crowd hushed for a moment, curious as to whether the enigmatic demon would elaborate on the potential drawback or humiliation it might inflict, but as he gestured to make the orb disappear and returned to his seat it appeared none was forthcoming.
"Curious," Sebastian chuckled. "Next, we'll hear from Lord Buth'Taloz," he introduced his next adviser.
"Roger's voyeuristic habits could humiliate him if discovered by almost anyone in his life – his wife, his children, his colleagues, but simply being discovered would only provide us with momentary entertainment," Buth'Taloz explained, "I propose to have his habits discovered by someone he hasn't even met yet, someone who will truly humiliate him with it!"
Once again, the demon returned to his throne without providing more detail, seemingly a strategy agreed by the whole of Team Trauxity to keep their audience both eager and curious. Sebastian quickly introduced their final adviser, Dazallan of Cirramir.
"I propose to make it spy versus spy!" Dazallan said with a confident smile. "Roger may be used to being the one doing the watching, but I propose to make HIM the target!" he paused as he heard a hearty chuckle from Gokothon. "Not only will his secret habits be revealed, but he will also end up the unwilling victim of an even more perverted voyeur!"
"Well, there we have it, your options for round eight gentlemen, it's time to cast your votes!" Esteban addressed the crowd before summarising, "You've got Dave's offer of invisibility, Buth'Taloz's voyeuristic discovery or Dazallan's suggestion to turn things around on Roger and make him the target! Please cast your votes now!"
VOTING OPTIONS AND RESULTS
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Give Roger the power of invisibility and intangibility – 71%
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Have Roger's voyeurism discovered by someone who punishes him for it – 0%
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Have Roger become the target of a different voyeur – 21%
PART 16
Roger let out a sigh as he left the locker room. Handy as it was to have a gym in the building, the constant tease of the women's locker room was absolutely torturous. He had seen hundreds, thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of pictures and videos secretly taken in locker rooms just like it all over the world. Women secretly recorded while changing, showering and dressing.
Roger shook his head, still annoyed he had not built up the nerve to even start thinking of a plan to see it for himself. He got into the elevator and worked his way up the floors, letting out a slight grunt every time it stopped to let someone on or off. The only worthwhile stop had been on the sixth floor where a particularly attractive young woman, barely older than his own daughter, had gotten in, remaining right in front of him for the four floors she was travelling.
Horny and frustrated, Roger virtually threw his gym bag down beside his desk before taking a seat. As he pulled out his laptop and started it up, he frowned a little at the small package on the end of his desk. It was a little early for the mail but he reached out for it anyway. As he opened it, he found a small wooden box with a metal clasp on it. There was a car on top with a message.
`Roger, please accept this gift and consider it encouragement to pursue your wildest dreams. Once you touch the orb inside this box, it will be yours. You need only turn it over to activate it and turn it back to return!'
"The fuck?" Roger mumbled, shaking his head. He often got send gifts from his happier customers, but usually they were a little less... weird. Curiosity got the better of him and he opened the clasp and lifted the lid of the box. Inside was a small black orb, almost perfectly spherical, save for a small flattening on the top and, based on the way it sat in the box without rolling around, had the same on the bottom.
He almost considered just throwing it out, but the orb seemed to draw him in. It wasn't just black, it was so black it looked almost like a hole in space. He rolled his eyes. He had seen the adverts for the `blackest black' paint. In fact he had assisted on a campaign to advertise a similar (but legally distinct) product. Perhaps this was from them. As he gave the orb a gentle poke, a brief flash seemed to come from his finger, sucked into the orb. The black vanished instantly and it turned crystal clear, revealing blue swirling mist inside.
"Woah, weird!" Roger said, dropping the box onto the desk. He was on the verge of closing the lid when he glanced at the card again. `Wildest dreams'? He was fairly certain anyone who might have sent it had no idea just how perverted that would be! Turn it over to activate it! That was the only instruction, but... to activate what? Deliberating for just a moment longer, he reached out and scooped the orb out of the box and placed it on his desk where it sat on the slightly flattened underside. "Fuck it!" he said as he rolled it over and let it settle on the opposite side.
The swirling most inside vanished and it took a moment for Roger to realise what had happened... he had vanished too. Attempting to look down at his hands, he realised they were gone. He waved them, and could feel himself moving them, but there was nothing there. Looking down further in a mild panic all he could see was the ground, his chair... and his clothes!
"Oh my fucking god!" he gasped at the realisation he was both invisible and naked!
"Did you say something?" Aiden asked, popping up from behind the partition that separated their work areas.
Roger froze. He was sitting there stark naked, with a junior co-worker staring straight at him and... nothing! No reaction at all, except mild confusion.
"Coulda sworn I heard him," Aiden muttered as he sat back down.
Okay, he can hear me but he can't see me!' Roger thought to himself, still freaked out but beginning to think rationally. Wildest dreams' he repeated, remembering the card. "Fuck!" he gasped as he caught on.
"Roger?" Aiden repeated, standing up again. "Ugh, seriously, if this is some kinda prank, someone's getting slapped!" he complained before sitting back down at the sight of the still-vacant desk.
`I need to get to that locker room!' Roger thought to himself. He could literally walk in to the women's locker room and see first-hand the unsuspecting women and they would be none-the-wiser. No sooner had he thought it, he had started sinking down. He panicked to try and reach out and grab something, but his invisible hand also seemed to be intangible, passing right through his desk as the rest of his body sunk through the floor.
He wasn't falling, so much as just moving down, his body seemingly responding to his desire to go to the women's locker room. He continued down, passing through room after room, most empty, some not. The people in the rooms didn't so much as blink as he passed through. Worried he might just keep going forever, Roger was quite relieved when he came to a stop on the floor with the gym.
It made sense that he could control it... well, as much as any of it made sense. If he was simply doomed to fall forever, he would have started the moment he vanished. Instead, he had remained `seated' until he decided he wanted to move. As he attempted to walk, he realised he was simply floating in the direction he wished to move, his legs flailing pointlessly beneath him. He continued the movements anyway, if only to shake off the bizarre weirdness of floating.
Heading straight for his target, Roger floated straight through the door and... nothing. It was just an empty locker room! He cursed himself for getting his hopes up. After all, the staff in the building was probably a mix of 2 men for each woman, and the people he saw in the gym skewed that ratio even further. His fantasies of crowds of sexy naked women towelling off and wandering around with no clothes on had been dashed... for now at least. Just because his workplace's locker room was empty didn't mean he wouldn't be able to find it elsewhere. Bizarrely, he still found it hot just to be in there and felt his cock throb. Reaching down to give it a squeeze, he was alarmed to find his hand didn't feel anything. It seemed his intangibility even applied to himself, which was... frustrating.
"Fuck it," he grunted and thought about returning to his desk. As much as he wanted to experiment more, his absence would soon be noticed so he needed to get back before anyone caught on. As he floated back up through the floors, he began to worry about his reappearance. He was naked, and it would be a desperate rush to get his clothes back on once he was visible and tangible again. He made a mental note to be more careful about where he activated the orb in future.
As he reached his desk again, he floated up a little higher to get a view of the wider working area. Thankfully it was never that busy even at the peak of the day. This early, there was rarely more than one or two people around. It was annoying that Aiden was working away in the next workspace over. He was currently the biggest risk, but Roger figured if he was quiet he could avoid the young co-worker until he was able to make himself decent again.
`Okay,' he thought to himself, then reached out to turn over the orb... which passed straight through his hand! Staring in absolute dismay, he tried again... and again... and again. His hand swiped back and forth through both the orb and the desk. He couldn't touch it, and if he couldn't touch it he couldn't deactivate it! "FUCK!" he yelped, trembling.
"Okay, enough!" Aiden declared moodily as he left his own desk and walked round into Roger's area. "I know you're here, stop screwing around. You're not gonna make me jump! I swear, if this is for a TikTok you'll be able to title it `slapped by co-worker for being a twat'."
Roger watched Aiden approach, then pass right through him as he looked round for him.
"Jesus, Roger. What the hell are you doing?" Aiden asked.
Roger was convinced for a moment Aiden could see him until he realised the young man was looking at the pile of discarded clothing on and around the main desk chair. Roger knew he needed help, and getting it now, from Aiden, while they were still alone felt like the least humiliating option available, unless he wanted to stay invisible and intangible forever!
"Aiden, don't freak out!" Roger said calmly.
Aiden jumped, let out a slight yelp and then scowled as he looked for the source of the voice. "Very funny, you got your jump scare, now come out!"
"I AM out!" Roger insisted. "I'm... invisible!"
"Oh, oh, you're invisible. Of course, that explains it. Fair enough," Aiden said sarcastically.
"Aiden, I'm serious. I'm invisible. This isn't a prank. I need your help!" Roger said firmly.
"How are you doing that?" Aiden asked, moving around. "It really sounds like your voice is coming out of nowhere. I swear, if you've bought yourself a surround sound system when I'm not even allowed to have AirPods in while I work..."
"Look, you're welcome to not believe me, but I need you to grab that orb on my desk and roll it over so it's upside down!" Roger instructed.
"Oh, let me guess," Aiden said, shaking his head as he approached the desk. "I touch that and suddenly you jump out and there's loud noises and I shriek like a little girl and everybody laughs. REAL original!" He huffed, shaking his head.
"No!" Roger insisted. "But if that's what you think, then you're prepared for it so it doesn't matter, does it?" Roger reasoned. "Just... PLEASE Aiden, I really need your help. I'm stuck like this. I can't change myself back. Just... roll the fucking orb over!"
"Ugh, fine," Aiden huffed as he reached out and rolled the orb. The inside immediately became opaque again as the blue mist swirled. "Holy shit!" he yelped as Roger appeared, fully nude.
Roger was an attractive enough man (for his age) with clothes on, always smartly dressed, not a hair out of place, nice shirt and tie, expensive suit, all nicely pressed, over a firm looking physique. As he appeared naked, he looked all the more impressive, with his broad chest covered in dark hair, a flat stomach, thick strong legs and a hefty, meaty cock that was either comfortably above average or on its way to/from an erection.
"Oh thank fuck!" Roger gasped as he lunged for his clothes.
Aiden stared as the older man started pulling on his clothes, then smiled as he reached for the desk and rolled the orb back over. Roger immediately disappeared as the clothes he had managed to pull on fell back to the ground.
"Dammit Aiden, flip it back!" Roger snapped.
"Nuh-uh!" Aiden said, picking up the orb. "Say please!"
Roger let out a low growl. He fought the urge to punch the young man, but realised he wouldn't feel it anyway and swiped out at him. His hand passed through, but it still felt cathartic. "Fine. Please!" he said coldly.
"Okay," Aiden said, turning the orb back over. "Looking good," he said as the naked man reappeared.
"Give me that!" Roger snapped as he lunged for Aiden. He passed through him. He had obviously turned the orb back just in time to save himself.
"Okay, not sure I like that attitude!" Aiden said, shaking his head as he walked around, picking up Roger's clothes. "If you want to be visible again, and to have these back, I'm gonna need to know you're going to behave!"
"Aiden, I'm not fucking about. Turn me back and give me the fucking orb!" Roger growled angrily.
Aiden laughed as he shook his head. "That might be threatening if you could do ANYTHING to me, but you can't!"
"I can fire you!" Roger snapped.
"Wow, using a position of authority over a young co-worker to get what you want... and I thought you only did that with the girls!" Aiden said with a headshake. "But you make a good point. You COULD fire me, so let's do something about that, shall we!"
"What are you doing?" Roger asked as he saw Aiden reaching into the pocket of the discarded trousers.
Aiden pulled out Roger's phone and unlocked it. As he heard a slight gasp, he smirked and said, "Yeah, using the same code for literally everything... total boomer move!"
"I'm actually a millennial!" Roger replied on sheer reflex, then came back to his senses and demanded, "What are you doing?"
"Giving myself a little protection!" Aiden explained as he pulled out his own phone too.
Roger watched in dismay as Aiden typed out a conversation back and forth between them.
Roger: Looking sexy today!
Aiden: Umm... thanks. Not really sure that's appropriate, but ok
Roger: Can't I pay my attractive young co-worker a compliment anymore
Aiden: I'd prefer if you didn't
Roger: What's with the attitude, I know you're into older guys
Aiden: Not married ones that I work for!!!!!
Roger: Hey, what my wife doesn't know won't hurt her. As for being someone you work for... that just means that if you do a good job, I can give you rewards
Aiden: I'm good thanks
Roger: But if you do a bad job, there could be repercussions
Aiden: What are you saying????
Roger: I'm saying you should get on the floor, crawl under your desk and come out under mine and while you're down there... give ma different kind of `job' ;) ;)
Aiden: And if I say no?
Roger: Then good news, you get the rest of the day off... and every other day too!
"You fucker!" Roger said furiously.
"Hey, I'm not the one sexually harassing a colleague!" Aiden said with a smirk. "Now, are you gonna behave and do as you're told, or do we have to drag this out until there are more people in the office, cos I just KNOW most of `em would LOVE to see you like this!" He turned the orb back over for a second to make the naked man reappear before making him vanish once again.
"Fine. Whadda you want?" Roger demanded.
"Go and stand over by your desk!" Aiden instructed.
"Fine!" Roger replied, but remained close behind the vindictive young man.
"Umm... how stupid do you think I am?" Aiden asked, shaking his head. "Go over to your desk and then say something so I can hear you're over there!"
Roger huffed and complied, annoyed to have been caught out so easily. "Okay, I'm here, now what?" he asked unhappily.
"Now I'm going to record you jerking off naked in front of your own desk!" Aiden said matter-of-factly.
"Come on Aiden, don't do this!" Roger pleaded.
"Hey, the only way I turn you back is if I get video if you doing this, so your choices are do it now, stay invisible, or keep whinging and end up doing it anyway, but potentially get caught doing it!" Aiden explained. "It's getting late and depending how long the queue was at Starbucks, Denise could be along any time now. So what's it to be?"
"Fine, turn me back!" Roger said, glancing at the clock.
Aiden flipped the orb and Roger reappeared. The anger was now even more obvious, but he seemed to be complying as his hand was instantly on his dick.
"Wait, that's my phone!" Roger said as he saw Aiden lift it to start recording him.
"I know. You'll be sending the video to me as part of your attempted seduction of me!" Aiden said with a grin as he started recording.
"Why are you doing this?" Roger demanded.
Aiden laughed as he stopped the recording and deleted it. "I feel like you want an answer more complex but... because it's fun! Now shut up and don't speak, just wank!" He started the recording again.
Roger's hand pumped away at his dick which had only got semi-hard. The lack of visual stimulation, the fear of being caught, the smirking young man watching him, none of it was really conducive to a raging erection for him, yet he continued pumping away. Thankfully, the act of masturbating itself was soon enough to chub him the rest of the way up and he had a full erection in his grasp as he stroked furiously.
Aiden glanced at the clock, silently spurring the man on. It seemed to do the job as Roger let out a series of gasps and moans as his legs bent a little and he thrust his hips forward as he launched a modest load onto the floor. Waiting for the last drops and final strokes, Aiden finally stopped the recording. He tapped on the screen a few times to send the video on to himself with the message, [Did this thinking about you, sexy!]
"Okay, you can get dressed," Aiden said with a smile as he moved away from the pile of clothes, ensuring he kept a safe enough distance from Roger that he couldn't snatch the orb back. "Now, I'm gonna go put this someplace safe!" he said, picking up the box to put it in. "You be a good boy for now, and don't even think about trying to get it back. You'll regret it if you do!"
Roger silently pulled his clothes back on, furious at the young man for what he had made him do and fearful of what else may follow. Being watched had felt horrible, but at least he had managed to get dressed before the others entered the office for the day.
Roger had been working away quietly all morning. It had been a surprisingly busy day and somehow, he had actually managed to forget for the odd moment that he had been turned into a veritable ghost earlier in the day, as well as being forced to pleasure himself for his co-worker. Yet his mind still kept coming back to it. Aiden had the power now, the power to turn him invisible and intangible at any moment. That had to change. He needed to get the orb back before the vindictive young man inflicted any other embarrassing tasks upon him.
The text messages and video were... problematic, but if he could get the orb back he would worry about that later. For now, Roger just awaited for an opportunity to act.
As lunchtime rolled around, the two young men Aiden usually went for lunch with, who worked on the floor above, both came down as usual and the three of them headed out. Roger made sure he was out of the way at the time. He figured out of sight was out of mind... a saying that seemed especially poignant today! Once Aiden was gone, Roger rushed round into his workspace and started searching.
Desperately rummaging through the small drawers and storage space the young worker had didn't take long and Roger had no luck finding the inexplicable trinket. He continued searching around every inch of the place, feeling his desperation growing. Finally, he got lucky and spotted the small box. Aiden had taped it to the underside of his desk, right at the back behind the drawers. Roger reached out and tore it off, breathing a heavy sigh of relief.
As he opened the box, he was disappointed to find the orb wasn't there. Instead was a small note that said, `Do you really think I'd leave it in the office? You're in trouble now!'
"Fuck!" Roger grunted before quickly attempting to return the box to its hiding place. Confident he had it back where he had found it, he straightened everything else up and backed out of the workspace before returning to his own. He didn't even both getting any lunch, he was too nervous to eat, all he could do was sit and wait and hope he hadn't been caught.
As Aiden's lunch hour ended, he returned just on time and headed back to his space. He stopped near Roger and smiled at him as he said, "Hi Roger, having a good afternoon so far?"
Roger just stared, wide-eyed as he nodded back.
"Lovely," Aiden smiled as he walked on.
Roger felt like he couldn't breathe as he waited, expecting an eruption as Aiden caught him out, but nothing came. It looked like he had gotten away with it. Admittedly it meant he was still under the wicked young man's control, but at least he hadn't made things worse for himself.
The afternoon felt torturous, but Roger continued to keep himself busy, mentally preparing himself for what would be next, but nothing ever came. In fact, as it hit five o'clock, Aiden got up to leave and called out, "Night everyone!" as he passed by Roger.
"Wait!" Roger called out as he grabbed his bag, hurrying after Aiden. He caught up to him at the lifts.
"What's up?" Aiden asked with an innocent.
"What... what do you THINK'S up?" Roger asked, his temper frayed by a day on edge.
"Oh, the orb," Aiden said, nodding as he got into the lift. He pressed the button for the floor above and said, "Sorry, going up to meet my mates, hope you don't mind a little detour!"
"Aiden!" Roger growled impatiently.
"Right, yes, the orb," Aiden nodded again. "Yeah, you can have it back. The box is taped underneath my desk behind the drawers!"
"Yeah, but the orb's not..." Roger started unhappily, but froze, staring in horror at the realisation of what he had said.
Aiden grinned. "Don't worry, I already knew you'd moved it!" he said, shaking his head as the elevator doors opened.
"I... I'm sorry..." Roger stuttered.
"No need to apologise," Aiden said as he reached into his pocket. "You're getting punished whether you're sorry or not!" In a single smooth motion, he flipped the orb, then reached out to grab Roger's falling clothing and bag and snatched it away as he stepped back out of the lift. "See you tomorrow, boss!" he said as he flipped the orb back, just in time to watch the door closed on a horrified and naked Roger. "Going down!" Aiden sniggered to himself as he walked away.
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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links and for any comments or feedback, you can contact me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/
The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-effect/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
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Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
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Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
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Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity
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