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"Face it," I assert, my voice a mix of cruel authority and icy disdain, "you're not just gay, you're a true gay. The very notion of a woman, of her softness and femininity, utterly disgusts you. Your mind, your body, it all craves the raw power of masculinity. I take perverse pleasure in watching your denial crumble," I admit, a cruel grin dancing on my lips. "You're a gay, hopelessly drawn to men. The mere thought of a woman, of her vagina, makes your stomach churn in revulsion, doesn't it?