BRIAN POV “You will always be young and you will always be beautiful. You’re Brian Kinney for fuck’s sake!” That was what Mikey left me alone in my loft with. So, I’m sitting here contemplating…thinking. If Justin were here, he’d say, “That’s always a dangerous sign.” Justin. Whoever would have thought one person could have such an extreme impact on another human being, especially me? I can still remember the night we met. Damn, he was beautiful! I remember walking over to him in somewhat of a trance. All my brain could register was that I had to have him. When I got to him, I was able to see every flawless detail up close. Soft golden hair, deep blue eyes that looked like they could burn a hole straight into my soul, and these scrumptious looking full pink lips. Then we started talking. He had great wit. I could tell it was his first trip to Liberty, but he never let on. He was strong and confident. I could tell he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. When we got back to the loft, I could tell he was nervous. To even my own surprise, I enjoyed his ramblings. There was something endearing about them. Then there was our first kiss. Whatever reservations he had when he walked through the door instantly vanished when our lips connected. He was a natural born master. His tongue was deadly….Still is. I don’t know why I told him the story about my first sexual encounter. Not many people know that story. I guess that was a sign. From the beginning I felt so free with Justin. I could be open and honest. Unlike most of our Liberty family, he didn’t have any fixed ideas about what to and to not expect from me. Even after Mikey told him I didn’t do boyfriends and I told him I didn’t believe in love, he kept coming back, just wanting to love me. I guess that brings me to now. Here. Sitting in my loft reminiscing about the early days of our relationship. Holy shit! Did I just think that?! I guess there’s no point in denying it anymore. It’s been almost a year and after all the shit I’ve put him through all he wants is me. How the hell did I get so lucky?