The Game
THE GAME by JASON PART I:"AKA" The boy was beautiful. There was no otherword for it. Blond and broad-shouldered, he stood leaning over the sink inorder to get a better look at his perfectly featured face, apparently concernedthat the mirror might reveal a blemish on what appeared to be an otherwisetotally clear chin. His back had gone taut, the skin flawlessly smooth acrossa flexible, stretching spine. Well-worn denim--he had on nothing but a pairof tight jeans--gripped his hips as he went up...