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Chapter 41; *Invite update with test my results in full* 💉 HAIL p☣️z Brothers 💉 Brief announcement / update: Our star PiG of the night for tonighT's parTy received his test results in full this morning, for which he was all negative 1 month ago; ☢️ HIV: Including the fast progressive CFR19 strain. ☢️ Hepatitis B ☢️ Hepatitis C Genotypes 1 & 6 ☢️ Syphilis ☢️ Gonorrhoea: Throat [ Clinical diagnosis ]. Rectum and Penis [ Extremely likely ] ☢️ Genital Warts: Anus [ Clinical diagnosis made moments ago ] CD4 Count; 800 HIV Viral Load; 274 Million Of our 706 members to our underground poz broTherhood, 40 are unable to attend. Our remaining unmedicated highly charged fuckers will tonight welcome this nasTy poz meth-PiG into our broTherhood of filth and depravity. It's parTy time! 6-6-6 👺

Chapter 6; Having been not allowed to cum for a few days, and the intensity of my first sexual contact with my brother meant I was already exceptionally close to bolting my sperm all over myself. Brother Peter moved around making sure he got the best footage he could get. I knew I was super close and didn't want to disturb our parents downstairs, so I closed my mouth and then that was it, I was cumming, spraying all over my belly, chest, chin, and again the headboard. I wanted to scream out loudly with my euphoria, but, I had to keep schtum. And now for the performance that Sir wanted. I got to scooping up my fresh warm sperm, putting it on my mouth bit by bit, swallowing, then saying directly into camera; ''I am ready and willing to be a loyal, obedient, and subservient cum faGGot for you, Sir'' I repeated this several times until I had eaten my entire load. I trembled. What on earth was I doing? This is what I wanted, yet, the fear of the unknown reared its head. However, before I could over analyse things too much my brother placed my phone on top of my vinyl record box with it still recording, and again leapt onto my bed, maneuvered me so I was facing sideways to my phone, then shoved his dick into my mouth. What on earth was happening!? We'd shared many intimate cuddles over the years, but nothing sexual, not even a kiss, yet somehow Mr Jackson seemed to have indirectly unleashed something within my brother. He pumped away to the back of my throat, lasting all of about 30 seconds until he blew his load inside of my mouth. He withdrew his dick and could tell I was holding his brotherly load in my mouth. He looked down at me; - Swallow it Tommy. Swallow it all. I looked up at him and his contented smile, and slowly swallowed, feeling his cum slip down my throat. - Now lick me clean. Show your true eagerness to be trained. to be 'OWNED'. I grabbed my brother's dick, and suddenly forgot where I was as I got stuck in, licking the end of his dick over and over, and down his entire shaft, ensuring there was not a trace of cum left. Once done he dressed, and left for his own room. ''What just happened'' I said to myself as I properly realised I had just sucked my brother's dick, and swallowed his sweet load. Upon my realisation I felt a surge of arousal charge through me causing my own dick to become rock solid. I really wanted to wank off again, but, I understood that from this moment on my dick was completely off limits. As I tapped into my understanding of my dick's new redundant role I began to lose my erection, with my cunt-hole twitching in unison with each downward movement my dick made. I didn't want to be late sending the video, so sent it straight away without even thinking to view it first. It was only once it had completed going through that I thought to take a look. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My brother was really into all of it, and I found myself aroused by what I was watching. My dick that was now completely flaccid remained as such, with my cunt-hole intensifying its sensitivity as I at the same time felt an intense feeling of arousal in my belly. I had to stop watching it as I was just getting to worked up. I got dressed and went downstairs for some ice cream to cool down. Sunday was the one day I was allowed to cheat with my strict training dietary regime. Mother was in the living room, and Dad was in the dining area doing some admin where I joined him. Peter joined us a few minutes later, also with a bowl of ice cream. He sat next to me, and with one hand he ate, and the other he fondled my leg. FUCK. I came down to cool down. He really was not helping matters. I quickly ate my one cheat treat for the week, and hurried back upstairs as I was so sure our Father could smell the slutty cum smell that I was covered in by his other son, and see the uneasiness on my face. Truth is, he was too engrossed in his admin to notice, and even if he did clock on to what was going on he might not have actually become cross! Back in my room I saw several messages on my app chat with Sir; - Great video from a few nights ago boy. But what you just sent me this evening. Is that your brother Peter you were fooling around with? - Yes Sir. - Hot! He knows what he is doing. I permit you to play with him, and him only. Maybe your Father too, if he has the urge to use his faggot son. - Have I pleased you with both of the videos, Sir? - Yes you have more than surpassed my expectations of you this evening. Good boy. - Thank you, Sir.

Chapter 40; *The discovery of anal warts* He went onto reveal other infections / strains, etc found, as I sat there with my anus that had for a few days now been really itchy, and it felt like there were lumps there now when I wiped after going to the toilet. I did not tell him about that, nor my Gono infection in my Dick. With my behaviour the Gono would obviously also be in my throat, and cunt also. I was strongly advised several courses of treatment to start immediately, but I said I would think about things. I requested a report which they gave to me, and I made my way to work. I wanted to go and see Uncle Chad next, but Ayan was calling me in. Maybe I'd go and see him after my office visit. I went into Ayan's office, only to see Todd sat behind the desk; - Uncle Todd!?? I didn't know you worked here. - I don't. But, you know, husbands have to help their husbands out every now and again. - Are you and Ayan boyfriends? - No, we're husbands. Now, do you have the medical report he requested for the company files? - Er yeah .... [ I fumbled in my bag ] .... Yeah, here it is. He took a quick glance. - I see. I see. Oh you fucking nasty whore. Fuck, what an incredibly dirTy list. Oh fuck, I wasn't expecting to see that infection in there too. You have been a very busy PiG ... Right, get up, and strip naked, and stand up straight with your arms behind your back. I stripped naked, and there I stood, itchy anus, dick dripping heavily with Gono pus, having just been officially confirmed as NOW being HIV+ (multiple strains), with other dirTy bugs into the pot of infectious filth! He milked my perineum and Gono flowed out causing me to shriek in pain, collected it on his fingertips before making me eat it. I was then made to bend over the desk where I got a very hard spanking on my ass cheeks for several minutes with Uncle Todd repetitively calling me a; ☣️ [ Fucking PiG. DirTy poz faGGot. Fucking whOre. Nasty poz sluT. ] ☣️ He then knelt before my ass, and spread my cheeks. - Have you had any symptoms on your cunt hole, PiG? - Quite a bit if itching. And I can feel lumps down there too. - Fuck YEAH, that is because you have genital warts ... Well, I am sure the parTy guests tonight are just going to love you! - parTy? - Yes. Ayan and I have planned a get together to celebrate you becoming one of the nastiest PiGs we know, welcoming you into the fold of bugged up depravity. I am quickly going to make an adjustment to your employee file, then, you will be coming home with me. He went to the computer on the desk, and wrote a message to the attendees to the parTy tonight [ Original parTy invite on chapter 27 ] as I remained naked and bent over the desk, dick dripping with Gono, cunt-hole itching. - But, I was wanting to go and visit dear sweet Uncle Chad. Can I please go and see him first?- You two have become very close, have't you!? - Yes Sir. I have grown very fond of him. - Well, you'll be wasting your time. He passed away a little before 9.30am this morning. But don't worry, according to this sexual health report regarding yourself, he LIVES on. You will proceed on with his legacy that he generously gifTed. His potenT DNA slowly mutating yours, into a much more stronger virulent force. Naturally I felt an instant deep sadness to the pit of my stomach, which was also met with a confused expression on my face. Todd gave a simple explanation to clear up any confusion that he could see I had; - His viral DNA is becoming at one with your own blueprint. He has most certainly contributed to knocking you up ... YES ... Embrace it. Enjoy it. OWN it. You nasTy poz faGGot. He then went silent as he wrote a short message to tonight's imminent t☢️xic party goers;

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell .... 🤔 😈

What I would exactly now need in a relationship. My boy to be caged would be absolutely essential also. I very much like your psychological association that you describe. Perfect.

Technique and chemistry are primary factors for a great fuck. As for size requirement, I guess it depends on the bottom. Some cannot cope with too big. Many I would imagine are satisfied with the average / a little above average size. And others there is no such thing as too big. (A bottom on Recon was only accepting 9"+. So my 7.5" (approx) to him was deemed as too small. haha

Chapter 5; After a night out clubbing with my twin brother Peter during the week of our 18th birthdays I awoke with a stonker of a hangover. I clearly wasn't used to drinking so much alcohol. Peter on the other hand seemed to not be suffering as much as I was, and was keen to remind me of the filming I had to do for Sir tonight. During the day we all went out, myself, my brother, with Mother & Father too. We drove out into the country, and enjoyed a long appetite stimulating walk, followed by a hearty pub lunch with more ''hair of the dog'' alcohol. As we all ate and drank I kept on having flashbacks from lastnight, remembering my first ever sexual encounters where I was touched by another man. It was during lunch that our Mother & Father presented us with our main 18th Birthday present gifts. Peter was given a 2 week activities retreat for like minded geeks, and I, well, I could not believe it. I had been given 2 weeks away also; At Sir's private gymnastics studio with one on one private tuition. Yes, my parents had blocked off a full two weeks in Sir's calendar where he would have normally be tutoring / training several different prospective athletes. My brother was due to go on his adventure mid July, and I was due to go on mine one week later, so we would be effectively be having three weeks apart. We'd never had three days apart before, let alone three weeks. It was now only mid to late February. I didn't want to wait FIVE damn months until July. I wanted to go now. But, my naivety wasn't counting on there being a lot of fun training in the interim. As I lay on my bed in the evening still nursing a hangover Peter came bounding in to my room, full of energy, jumped onto the bed, and lay next to me. We relayed to one another our evening from the night before. I gave in detail how I swallowed two loads, and he gave his account of his time spent with soon to be new girlfriend Amy. He was beaming about her. However, no one gets in the way of brotherly love, right 😉 - It's 10.30pm Tommy, doesn't Mr Jackson want that video of you by 11pm? - Oh god yeah, Is that the time already!? - Yep, c'mon, let's film it. Then Peter done something I was not expecting, just when you think you know all there is to know about your twin. He leapt off of my bed, and stripped himself naked, and even though he was going to be doing the filming he maneuvered a chair and a box that I kept old vinyl records on top of the chair in front of my bed, just like I had done a few nights ago when I filmed my first video for Sir. Why would my brother be needing his hands to be free? - C'mon , get naked, don't keep Mr Jackson waiting. I too stripped, and lay against the bed headboard, and started to stroke my dick for what would be my last ever wank. Peter was now filming, BUT, I just could not get hard. I do not know if it was because I was hungover, or if it was because I was doing it in front of my brother, or a combination of both, but it just didn't seem to be working. With my phone still in record mode, my brother placed it on top of my old record box as I remained in full view, and climbed onto the bed. - Peter, you are completely HARD. - Yes Tommy, I know. Looks as though my brother needs a helping hand. Now open your legs wide. As wide as possible, and don't touch your dick, just forget about it for a while with your hands by your sides, and keep them there. Peter had always been the more dominant twin of the both of us, but this was the first time his bossiness over me extended into the sexual arena. I allowed my body to go limp. And now would come the time my cunt-hole would be touched for the first time by someone else. By my brother no less. He spat on his hand and began to rub over my very hairy hole. I looked into his eyes and gasped. I couldn't believe what he was doing. And even though I was really enjoying it I was worried our Father or Mother would walk in, even though they very rarely came into our rooms. He soon leaned over me and brought his head down to my neck where he began to lick it. First of all slowly until he had built up a fast pace of tongue flicking. I could not not touch my dick any longer (although this is something I would have to learn, and quick), I grabbed a hold of my dick and started to masturbate, only now I was making loud moaning noises. Peter quickly came up from licking my neck and placed his hand over my mouth to muffle my noise as he with his other hand stopped rubbing, inserted his index finger and quickly located my prostate, rubbing over it very slowly until I was very soon making very loud screams. Thankfully my loud sounds continued to be muffled by a firm hand . He seemed to really know what he was doing. And it was me that was studying Biology! Then, he abruptly got off of the bed, picked up my phone, and continued to film with different angles; - I think we have got you sufficiently aroused. C'mon brother, shoot your last load for your 'Sir'.

Chapter 39; *Official diagnosis is in* ☣️ Monday morning came, and it was my day off due to my appointment at the clinic. It had been 1 month exactly today since my dancing gig at Aiden's club, so most certainly enough time had now elapsed to detect various infections! I planned to after that appointment go and visit Uncle Chad. The clinic did not keep me waiting long, and once with the nurse she asked me a load of questions, which resulted in me telling her that I had not taken the PEP. - Okay Mr Reef ... - Call me Steven, I am uncomfortable with being overly formal. - Sure, I understand. That's cool. Well Steven, we'll today do a rapid HIV finger prick test. We get the results in a few minutes. And from your notes pertaining to your first visit with us, and what you have told me today, we'll take further bloods from you. And I see you have a follow up appointment this Friday. I had the finger prick test, and as we waited for the result she asked me that all illusive question; - So Steven, how would you feel if you got a positive result for HIV today? I told her that I wouldn't know the answer to that question until I had got such a result. Truth be told though I was now kinda wanting it to be. All the FUN I was having it would be something I would not have to worry about. And the result was in; - You see the blue dot that has come up here Steven. That shows you are HIV+. Now, there is a very small chance that it could be a false negative, so, we'll take more bloods from you now. She went to go and speak with the Doctor who came and spoke with me briefly, and it was decided that I'd have the usual bloods to test me for Hepatitis B & C, HIV, and Syphilis, but they seemed to think extra bloods on top of that would be beneficial to have in case they were required to do genotyping. I had many vials of blood taken; The start of my new life, potentially. Once I was done at the clinic I made my way to see Uncle Chad. Upon arrival I was told by staff that he was now quickly losing his sight, I went to his room and saw a frail old man curled up in the corner. I went over and held his hand, squeezing gently. - Uncle Chad, it's Stevie. - Stevie, is that you? - Yes, I told you I would come. He smiled with a tear rolling down his cheek. His dear face just lit up. He looked in that moment truly happy. - I was beginning to think you would not come. I am very pleased you came, because there is something I have been wanting to say to you since the day I arrived here. - What is it? His bottom lip quivered. And another tear rolled down his cheek With his voice trembling he simply said; - Thank you. I gently squeezed his hand to let him know he was okay, that I was here by his side. I stayed for several hours, and he shared some of his tales of his life, a little bit about his family and friends, and ex lovers of his, one of whom a few years ago died of AIDS. After a long afternoon of tears and laughter It was nearly time for me to go, and I could tell he was getting very tired; - I forgot to tell you Uncle Chad, I had a HIV test today, and I am HIV+. - You are!?! You look after our beautiful creation, and carry on my legacy. Share it my sweet Stevie. I will live on INSIDE of you; ALWAYS!! I told him I'd come and see him Friday afternoon after my clinic appointment. We shared a very intimate kiss for a few special moments, and then I left the hospice. In his own room shortly after I left he said quietly to himself; - Goodbye Stevie. Tuesday through to Thursday was completely uneventful, just working and staying home of an evening, then, Friday morning was here, time for ALL of my results. What would they reveal? Ayan contacted me first thing and said I had to come to his office straight after my visit to the clinic with a report of my results for insurance purposes. And I was to refuse any treatment offered. Unlike Monday I was kept waiting and waiting, and had been waiting for 90 minutes. I was about to reschedule with the receptionist with my frustration of waiting when a Doctor came out; - Mr Reef. - Yeah. - If you would like to come this way please. How are you today? - Yeah, I am fine thank you. I suddenly began to feel quite nervous. Once in his office we both sat down, and he got my details up on the screen and made me relay my name, address, and date of birth. There was a small joke shared when I was giving my date of birth the British way. - Okay, we can confirm to you that you are indeed HIV+, with an extremely high viral load. We also found ....

Sa-tan Santa has arrived ... 🎅👺 ...

A pozitive attitude ~ Good boy! 🐽

Thank you to others who have so far commented on this thread. A real joy and pleasure to read what others have to say in regards to their thoughts, opinions, needs, experiences. Some of my long term stored memories have thus come flooding to the forefront of my mind, and am reminded of some of my own experiences. 'Maybe' when we are younger we are less able to be honest with others and ourselves. I say maybe as that chestnut is certainly something that can be discussed. One of my own experiences that springs to mind is being in a monogamous relationship with this man who I had discovered was having sex elsewhere. He did not know at this point I knew. I approached him about us going into an open relationship, and he was adamant that we remain monogamous. But, you are having sex with others. 🤔 Eventually he told me he had sex elsewhere but only with one partner. I happened to know there were multiple partners. Maybe we 'try' to be monogamous to fit in with what we are taught is the norm. What is bloody normal anyway. We're far too complex of a species for that nonsense. Complex, yet also simple. I am sure age plays a pivotal role, as I know the older I get the more honest I have become with others, and more importantly myself. Although, the man I described above was a little older than I, so other factors surely have their part to play as well; Upbringing and Genetics are the first elements that I can think of that spring to mind. I think we have the capability to be monogamous emotionally, but sexually, no, I just don't think it can be done. And even if it can be, it certainly is not for me anymore. No way!

I do believe the younger me would have required a 'vetting' procedure. The older me; 'Anyone'. For me now that makes it even more hotter still - Anonymous Load(s)

hehe, the last part to your comment made me smile and give a warm chuckle. Sweet indeed! 😊 And damn hot too. Of course they are not mutually exclusive. They can be exclusive, depending on the situation and timing, but also as you say, also mix/overlap. Thank you for starting this topic. I genuinely find topics like this fascinating, being a man who is interested in human behaviour, and how the mind works from man to man.

There are 'Tops' out there that would be okay with you being a complete slut of a cum dump ... daaah daaah 😉 If I was in a relationship, and my boy came home opened up, and full of cum, well, more fun to be had! 🐽

Well @takingdeepanal, option #3 would certainly fit in with my belief system 👅

Sa-tan can always give you everything you so desire @TTFN, which Santa cannot. Santa really should take the 'n' from the middle of his name, and put it at the end. Then he could really deliver the gifTs that some out there crave! 😈 ☣️

Are you ready for a handful of more chapters before Santa empties his sack up your chimney on Wednesday? Unfortunately, this story has not got off to a quick start as I would have hoped, due to chronic health issues really knocking me sideways of recent months. However, I do now have some more chapters ready to share with my fellow BZ PiGs nonetheless. There are many more ideas too to develop the story further, so, there is still MUCH more to CuM for Thomas, and family! 🐽

Are you ready for a handful of more chapters before Santa empties his sack up your chimney on Wednesday, giving you that very special gifT that just keeps on giving? 🎁 Unfortunately the flow of writing has slowed down greatly due to becoming rather debilitated of recent times with chronic complicated gastric issues. However, there are some more chapters ready to share with my fellow BZ PiGs nonetheless. Are you ready for the eternal gifT? ☣️

Thank you @bbbrat for such high praise indeed. It pleases me if I am able to satisfy my audience, especially if it makes them CuM! 💦 I hope Santa gives you all the gifTs you so desire! 😈

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Being a big romantic at heart I do find the idea of a relationship very appealing. However, with several relationships spanning a few decades now behind me, my vast experience has taught me that man really is unable to be monogamous. And I say that with the view of not just my own experiences, but taking into consideration the experience of others too. And of course, it is in our genetic blueprint to procreate. One cannot help but feel that monogamy is something that has been pushed onto society for some insane reason. That primal primitive beast is within us all, whether he wants to rut, or get rutted. Let him play out in the wild, for there will always be that cosy den for him to return to. Do I think sex with others outside of a solid loving relationship built on trust can co exist? Absolutely! And if the situation of a loving trusting open relationship presented itself to me with 'Mr Right', as opposed to 'Mr Right Away', then hey, why not. 💕 Love is Love -- Sex is Sex 💦

The appreciation shown to your story is very much deserved ~ Extremely well written and wonderfully crafted! Would love another chapter with the NEG chaser taking centre stage. 👅

Absolutely. Do tell us the rest of your story, boy. Hot as fuck, and have been stroking since part 3. Keep going PiG.

Chapter 38; *Becoming closer with Uncle Chad* I was now watching both of them from to the side of their bodies. The stark contrast of a chubby Black body against an emaciated white jaundiced frail body was just so damn fucking hot to see. I grabbed hold of my Gono leaking dick, and moments later Joe started to slide his sweet NEG ass down on Uncle Chad's dangerous fuck weapon with his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he rode on that sweeT AIDS Death-dick! Chad after a while stopped staying still, wrapping his arms around Joe and began to take control of the fucking, and very soon was at a reasonable steady pace. Fuck, I could not not join in. I knelt behind my Daddy of death, and slid my own dick up his diseased cunT, and fucked him with the three of us in nasty-PiG unison. The man in the middle started to cough, which sounded like it was a really bad chest infection. But, that did not stop him enjoying defiling this piece of fresh meat. He then began to fuck much faster than he had been and was getting breathless very quickly. He began to shudder, with a raspy cough ensuing. Fuck, this really was a fuck of death if I had ever seen one. He took one last thrust, took one big grunT, then fell silent as his highly charged seed began to spew into Joe's NEG guts. And I knew Uncle Chad was now cumming as each rope of very dirty cum his perineal muscles were propelling into this willing PiG, I would feel his own cunT muscles clamp onto and massage my dick. - Oh FUCK Uncle Chad, your cunT feels so fucking great. My daddy of death once fully spent went to go and lie down. That fuck had taken it all out of him. And here I was to carry on his legacy, and, why not show him here and now that he can be proud of me, so I slid my aching dick into Joe and began to fuck him with long hard slow strokes, with CRF19 poz loaded cum as the absolute perfect lube. I had been fucking this fresh PiG for a while, with Uncle Chad's dirty cum sloshing and squelching about inside, when we suddenly heard a voice; - FUCK YEAH, it's Aiden's dancing PiG. It was the tattooed septum pierced skinhead, who was the last guy to fuck me at the afTer-parTy the night of my dancing gig 3 weeks ago. He stepped into the private cabin and got himself in between my legs and just shoved his toxic dick up my cunT. No spit no nothing, just rammed it in. Time for a recharge it seems. - Definitely not as sloppy as the first time I banged your cunT faGGot, but it still feels great. Wonder if any of those loads that night took!? - I just had a severe flu. I think it must have been a seroconversion. - And what about this chubby fucker here; Poz? - No, NEG apparently. - Oh FUCK YEEEEEAH, breed that hole. Share your toxic seed and spread the gifT. FUCK YEEEEEAH, stick it to the whore. The thought of me as someone new to the brotherhood seeding a NEG hole seemed to overly excite him, and he busted his filth up my cunT within minutes of ramming into me. He climbed off of me, and went to the front, barking at Joe to clean his dick up. As the skinhead and I had our dicks serviced we looked at each other; I lusting after him as he was so sexy and rough, and he smirking at me as though to say; 'welcome to your freedom as a fully charged-up poz PiG'. Getting lost in his alpha essence I partly forgot I had a cunT on the end of my dick, and, then it was too late to hold back ... And my toxic seed erupted inside of Joe's guts, as the skinhead's toxic seed at the same time dribbled out of my sweet ass. ☢️ Once I was done my rough skinhead and I swapped positions, and he slopped about with Uncle Chad and I's cum being churned up with his rough fucking. And the lucky chubby PiG got to clean up my dick too. Soon it was just Uncle Chad and I alone again, and I could have gone playing around, but, I wanted to spend some quality time with this wise man. I ended up going back to his place. Everything was so clean, and neat, and he was totally prepared in mind and practically to go into the hospice tomorrow. - Fancy a pure blood blood slam sweet Stevie-boy? - Not a broTherhood shoT? - No, just pure blood. - I would LOVE that. Have More of you inside me, integrating with my DNA, and becoming as one. I want you to be a part of me forever Uncle Chad. He smiled, looking at me fondly. He put a tourniquet onto an arm on both of us, and before I knew it, I had my first ever pure blood slam with a viral load of 59 million from my donor. - Fuck it, let's do some meTh too [ My Daddy of death exclaimed ]. We both had a few shoTs each, and fucked each other for several hours. Not manic crazy fucking, but long, slow, unhurried, man on man, feral RAW poz fucking. We both came inside of each other several times, and kissed passionately a lot too. Even though he was deathly thin, I found him super sexy. and licking on his AIDS wasted cunT hole was sheer pure heaven. The following morning came, and I awoke being spooned by Uncle Chad. In that moment I could have died with him and joined him for an eternity of more of what we shared lastnight after we got back to his. I went with him to the hospice which was a Saturday, and told him I'd try and come by later in the week next week. I kissed him softly on his lips, and went on my way, feeling his virulent poz DNA course through my veins. ☣️ That night my boyfriend Lew and I had our planned video chat. It was becoming really awkward now our talks. Could it be we both had plenty to hide. Maybe we would both find out all in good time. He did seem concerned for my appearance. Apparently I looked like I had lost weight, and was looking pretty pale, in his words. If only he knew! 😉 I FINALLY went back to work on Monday, and worked the full week, and really enjoyed it, and was now feeling myself become that much more settled. The weekend came and I spent it on properly getting in groceries to make my own meals, and some furniture to suit my own taste. There was no talking with Lew, and I didn't get time to go and see Uncle Chad. I would go and see him on Monday, as Ayan had given me that day off as I was going to the clinic for my PEP treatment follow up, and blood work. What would the Doctor say! 😈