Chapter 8

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“He did what?” Maggie asked.

“I know, surprised the shit out of me.”

JJ and Maggie were at her place, doing homework.

JJ expected Maggie to be mad with him for leading Milton on, or maybe mad at Milton for kissing JJ. Instead she smiled.

“Didn’t I say Milton has the hots for you?”

JJ nodded, embarrassed.

Maggie leaned over and kissed JJ’s cheek. “You’re a fag stag.”

“Huh?”

“You’ve heard of a fag hag?”

“Yeah.”

The lady across the hallway fit that bill. She was often throwing parties, to which JJ was never allowed because he was too young, but from what Calvin and his daddy had said, everyone who attended was gay.

“Yeah, but—”

“The male equivalent is a fag stag.” Maggie started to run her hands along his shoulders and down his chest. “You’re a magnet for gay men, and although you’re straight, you’re totally comfortable in their presence.”

JJ thought about it. Sure, he had no problem with gays, heck, his daddy and his daddy’s lover were gay, and so was Milton.