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  1. Public Bookmark 47

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    To: Shane Hollander [[email protected]]
    From: SecretFun Account [[email protected]]
    Subject: Hey Professor…

    Dear Dr. Hollander,

    I need to admit something. I know I shouldn't, but I can’t keep this to myself any longer. I have been having thoughts... about you... about us... together. Like, together together.
    I know is inappropriate, I know as your student I shouldn't be thinking these things... but... but I can't stop... You don't have to respond ... but just know that every time you grade my exams, I wish you were grading the way I suck it and blow your back out like there's no tomorrow (respectfully)

    With love always,

    Your favorite student

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    17 Jul 2026

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    Shane: Hello?
    Unknown Caller: Is this bird professor?
    Shane: …uh yes?
    Unknown Caller: Cool. Do humming birds have legs?
    Shane: What?
    Unknown Caller: Do humming birds—
    Shane: No, I heard you. Yes they have legs.
    Unknown Caller: [loud cheering in the background] I win! Thank you bird professor.
    Shane: …uh you're welcome?
    Unknown Caller: Goodbye.

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    17 Jul 2026

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    "What the fuck, Rozanov? Who do you think you’re talking to?”
    Rozanov only looked up; his hand nonchalantly rested on the bulge of his clothed cock, and Shane’s knees buckled when he gave it a light squeeze. The gulp of saliva traveled down Shane’s throat and landed heavily in his empty stomach. He should’ve had more than half-burnt toast for breakfast; that must’ve been why he suddenly felt so dizzy. Rozanov studied the way his throat bobs with darkened eyes, his pupils dilated.
    “I think I’m talking to someone who will look very good on my cock.”

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    Young professor Shane is ready to do whatever it takes for his student Ilya Rozanov to show better results.

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    17 Jul 2026

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    “Oh my god,” the intruder says, voice coming faster and higher-pitched. “Shane, what the fuck? Oh my god.”

    “Eeleeyah, come to my cottage,” Ilya mocks, voice muffled by Shane’s skin. “Don’t go to Russia. Come to my house instead. Is so private. No one will know…we will be completely alone. Together.”

    “Oh my god, is that Ilya Rozanov?” the intruder yelps like he's about to start hyperventilating. “Why is Ilya Rozanov half-naked in our kitchen, Shane?”

    “Okay, I know how this looks,” Shane tells Ilya, “But I mean, technically, we are still alone. Together.”

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    At the cottage, Shane and Ilya meet eighteen year old Shane Hollander. This is really only a surprise for one of them. Everyone handles it as well as can be expected.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    Shane Hollander when asked about speculations of his boyfriend Ilya Rozanov ‘tanking’ on purpose to reunite with him in Providence : “...What? He gets an earful from me every time they send him down. He has lousy puck control and weak defense and needs to work on his shooting accuracy and you think I want it to stay that way? No I don't want my boyfriend to be a joke of a player, I'd like him to put decent enough numbers that he doesn't get moved up and down the NHL and the AHL like an idiot. Now leave me alone.”

    or: Ilya Rozanov is a mediocre fourth liner of the Boston Bears. When he gets outed, the internet theorizes he plays poorly on purpose. His boyfriend isn't amused.

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    11 Jul 2026