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1991
“ Oh my God. ”
Bojack had recently decided to add a new piece of art to his dressing room and Herb was at a loss for words.
The horse lay beneath his new semi erotic pride and joy, mirroring the position to his nude, painted counterpart.
Herb struggled to find his voice as laughter started bubbling up in his throat, “Bojack, what the hell?”
Bojack tilted his head back and fluttered his eye lashes, reveling in his boyfriends amusement, “Am I, or am I not, getting more handsome?”
That did it, now Herb was doubled over with laughter.
Bojack rolled over onto his back and stretched daintily placing his hands above his head and smiling innocently, “Davinci wishes he had a muse like me.”
Herb gasped as he regained control over himself. Chuckling he said, “I’m mad that you look so damn good in it.”
He walked over to the couch where Bojack lounged in his faux decedent amusement and pushed the horses legs aside so he could sit.
“ Where did you get this done?”