C80 Declaration

" Five stroke in eleven seconds. That dude is sick." Lasker declares.

" Yes you aren't far from the truth. His dick is dead. It was the day I found out."

" Oh that was quick. It's the stress." He cackles, blatantly slapping my butts, like I was some whore he has picked up from the street. The issue was so embarrassing and I wasted no time to address it