In the kitchen....

I was standing by the counter cutting up limes to go with the tray full of Shots of Quervo, cutting one lime and then downing a shot again and again.

"Well if I am going to get rejected I'll just boost the come on power a bit", I told myself as I put back another shot.

Just then I feel a pair of hands on my ass and my spider sense centered right in the front of my pants tingles. A tongue reaches out an licks my covered ear under my mask and I feel a pair of breasts pushed up against my back. I dont turn around just letting the stiffining nipples press against my costume.

Then she whispers in my ear, "Instead of wasting your lip movements on talking to yourself, i could give your mouth something chew on".

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.