![]() ![]() But when, at the age of thirteen, his parents had caught him and a much older Bobby Lomacs making out behind the barn, he'd accepted the fact that his being gay pretty much nixed any chance he had for having a family of his own. He'd been born and raised in Dallas, Texas and had attended college at Yale University where he'd finally obtained his master's degree in child psychology. Russell was a city boy, through and through. He could only blame his lack of sleep on that idiotic decision. ![]() The first one being taking his friend Keith Lovine up on his offer to borrow his cabin in Wyoming for a few weeks. It was possibly the second stupidest decision. He'd agreed with the salesman-the automobile made him feel powerful and tall, two things he'd never actually experienced in his life-but that didn't mean that purchasing the 'compensation vehicle' was the smartest decision he'd ever made. At five seven, he needed to be driving a small car like a Camry, an Accord or, hell, a Miata. Russell knew he was too short to be driving such a large vehicle, since, even with the seat adjusted he could still barely touch the pedals. Russell Heter leaned forward in his brand new, black Ford Expedition and once again cursed the car salesman who had sold him the car for being so damn good at his job. All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing. ![]()
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