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April 2011

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my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal

contact

If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com


Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.



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Plans are being made. Happy will be making a return weekend visit to The Compound so I can bring her to a Scout's Honor adoption event at Petsmart at I-10 and Taylor in The Heights on March 28th at noon. And EZ will be staying with me the first weekend in April while her dad, R___, is out of town on a business trip. And while she's here, I'll be volunteering at the Saturday With Scout's Honor adoption event on April 3rd. I was replying to R___'s email and telling him how I was looking forward to her visit when Rex bumped my thigh with his nose. I looked down at him and he sat down hard. His tail started thumping on the floor. His eyes were practically bugging out of his head. It was the pitiful wee whimper that made me give in and I picked him up and cradled him in my lap.

"You're still my dog," I said, and then he licked my cheek and sighed.

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