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| Chupa
Chups: 0 V.V. Bad! Still a little sick to my
pumped stomach Lex Licks: 0 Am waiting to talk to Sneaky before I persue more licking attempts Cartwheels: 27 V. V. Good! |
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| Diary, I am so happy today! I am
happier than the night I found out my dear Mama had
bought me tennis lessons for my birthday. I am happier
than the next morning when I found out my dear Mama had
also bought me the tennis instructor! When I returned home from the hospital, I found out that Bigboobs, like some Sasquatch of Smallville, would from now on be only a scary story that children whisper to one another around a campfire. For you see, diary, she will not be returning to Master's castle ever again! I was cleaning the chest-high smudges from the wall outside Master's library when I heard him talking to Fruity over his cucumber breakfast. He relayed the story of what he said to Bigboobs in the city and I laughed so hard that I began to choke and Master came out to see if I was all right. I said, "Yes, I am fine, thank you! My throat is still raw from the tubes (oh if he only knew it would take more than a hospital tube to make my throat raw!) and I choked a little." He seemed to accept this explanation and returned to his breakfast of Fruity. I mean his breakfast *with* Fruity. Wait, no I don't. Anyway, I was so happy that I performed no fewer than 27 cartwheels, the likes of which I have not performed since my days as a dancing boy. Today Sneaky is
coming over to check on my health. I will attempt to
discuss with him my ongoing lust for Master. More later. |
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