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Lolly’s house was an enormous, sprawling Colonial, a fixer-upper that he was perpetually fixing up. He’d knocked out everything that wasn’t a supporting wall on the ground floor to create a huge party space. Three sofas, two televisions (one exclusively for gaming consoles, of which he apparently had them all) and he’d set up several card tables for the party.
Back when Lolly was still sharing a tiny apartment with Lemarr and Justin, they’d kept a barrel of lollipops by the door and Lolly would watch everyone with theirs, selecting the one with the best technique, that Lolly wanted to face-fuck. That had ended the first time Lemarr had taken him in hand, but the lollipop jar was still in place. Scooter dug through them, searching for butterscotch.
Finally! Jeez, who was eating all his favorites? Scooter offered a handful of them to Andy. Kat reached around Andy’s shoulder and grabbed a lemon one, which she proceeded to do obscene things to until Jason was pink in the face.