"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

The Little Of Oz Series

I stood there, naked as the day I was born, watching as the hot water filled the tub, a thick layer of foam taking life on the top.

I needed it. I stunk to the high heavens. The overwhelming scent of horse piss and wet straw clung to my clothes, but even stripping of them didn't rid me of the smell.

/"Can I wash you?/" Deacon asked. He was sat on the lip of the tub, still dressed, and he was acting very timid with me, as though he was unsure whether I was going to break down or blow up.

I think I felt closer to a break down than a blow-up. I felt on the verge of tears. My body ached; it had been over a week since I had last been to the gym, but I was aching in places that even the gym couldn't induce.

I nodded. Took a step towards him. He accepted me into his arms, standing up to hold me close. His hands found my face, his lips finding mine. /"Will you get in with me?/"

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