HEARTS ON FIRE WITH THE GLOCK: A TALE OF LOVE AND DRUGS

He held tight that chrome Glock, a cold comfort in this twisted world. Desire pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really threw him into another dimension. A world where beauty danced in his head and pain melted away. He'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel connected Yet love was the only thing