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Click here"Larry, You never showed up at Davey's last night. You're in the same clothes you left in, not to mention you're walking like a guy that was out fucking all night... are your balls stuck to your thighs?"
How in the fuck did she know that?
Sure, I guess everything was obvious, but the sticky balls thing was real Sherlock Holmes stuff.
"Are you going to the gym?" Gemma prodded, in a tone of disgust and impatience.
Was she really this angry?
"Yeah."
"Well, shower before you go!"
Still playing innocent, I said, "Why?"
Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head in disbelief.
"Because you smell like pussy, Larry! That's why!"
Still perturbed, she jogged off, yelling back to me.
"And be on time to work! We'll be busy."
(To Be Continued)
A great story for personal learning, Facing up to ones genuine likes and dislikes.