How
dare! That little puta! Say that I have a flat ass! Esteban's
selfishness stems from the womb when he stole half oh my ass...maybe
he wouldn't have so much to bitch about if he'd left my ass to myself.
Revenge is a dish best served cold like my twin brother's heart. And
like the dead, limp fish I hid under his mattress.
I decided to give a real peace offering to Esteban. I made up a tray
of fresh fruits and vegetables and took it up to Esteban's room. I
knocked on the door and he answered the door. As soon as the door
open, I was almost knocked on my ass by the smell of fish. Esteban was
wearing a mask and had a bucket of cleaning fluids in his hand.
"What do you want," he hissed. I put on my angelic
face.
"Esteban, I wanted to apologize for the way I've acted. I think
the reason I lash out at you and your curvaceous body is because I am
just jealous. I do have a rather flat ass. You could grow corn on it.
And you always got all the attention as a child, so when you came
here, I thought you were gonna outshine me. I apologize." Esteban
just stared at me. "No, really. I do. And here, I brought you up
a snack to eat after you finish cleaning. I just squeezed the orange
juice, too, so it's very fresh, You should drink it right away."
Esteban's face softened. "Enrique, dear brother, I understand.
I'm glad you finally realized the source of your anger. I accept your
apology, and your snack." I set down the tray, and we hugged
gingerly, as he reeked of fish.
"Thank you, brother," I said. He picked up the tray and
closed the door.
As soon as the door was closed, I grinned evilly. That's when I
realized that I'd left the bottle of Hollywood 10-48, lose ten pounds
in two days, on the counter. It's so very fortunate that it's the same
colour as orange juice. And I can blame the taste on bad oranges. I
skipped merrily down to the kitchen to throw the bottle away.
He complains so much about his fat ass? Let's hear him complain when
he gets off the toilet in two days. Muah ha ha ha!
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