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| Chupa Chups: Who can think of sucking or licking anything at a time like this?? | ||
| Diary,
my hand is shaking so badly as I write this, shaking almost as badly
as the first time I had to remove my pants in my early days as a table
dancer. I went to see my Sneaky this afternoon, only to find him lying
in a dazed state upon his bed, a happy grin upon his face. "Back
for more?" he asked dreamily. This was confusing. What did he mean by 'back for more'? "I haven't seen you in days," I said. "That's what I came to talk to you about." At hearing this, he sat up in shock. "No, Enrique, you just left a few moments ago. Remember? We played 'find the chocolate Chupa Chup'--your favourite game!" "I swear to you," I said. "I was not here!" "But then who was it? Someone who looked exactly like you?" He started to laugh, as if it was a joke, but I gave a little cry of horror. Yes, indeed, it was someone who looked exactly like me! Except, of course, for the far less toned buttocks. Esteban! I knew he had shaved his goatee for a reason. Is he trying to take everything from me?? My job, my Master, and now my Sneaky?! "I thought it was you," Sneaky said. "Enrique, I would never knowingly cheat on you." I left then, unable to listen to any more. My heart was torn in two, like my mirrored G-string before it was ripped from my body in a fervour of dancing passion so many years ago. I must do something. Perhaps I can enlist Fruity's help, since I know Esteban has designs on Master and this will make Fruity V.V. jealous. |
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