[A blush is starting to burn up his cheeks as he parts his legs wider. He's not sure what it is his body is reacting to: the prolonged touch, being paid close attention to, this whole weird sinning talk, or being nearly naked around Billy. Either way, it's a little uncomfortable, especially since his underwear is too tight to hide much.]
...Yeah.
[Both to needing a shower and to God being a cunt. If he exists, then he's the one who made them what they are, isn't he? It doesn't give him much of a moral high ground to pass judgment from.]
What's yours look like? [He flinches.] I mean--your list.
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...Yeah.
[Both to needing a shower and to God being a cunt. If he exists, then he's the one who made them what they are, isn't he? It doesn't give him much of a moral high ground to pass judgment from.]
What's yours look like? [He flinches.] I mean--your list.