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“What the fuck was that, you guys?” I said.
“Don’t worry about it,” said Chastity. “He was just some rando. Your backup backup plan. Your real date is over there. To the left...”
“Hold on,” said Tanner. “Don't walk over there yet. I need to look him up…”
“Go now!” yelled Chastity. “If you wait too long he won’t remember that you were just flirting with that hunky blonde dude. Third table from the left.”
I stood up and started walking toward the table.
Oh my.Tanner was going to be very pleased. “This one?” I whispered and nudged my head towards the table with the massive black dude.
“Yup,” she said. “That’s the one. He’s perfect. Super high IQ. Third year in the NFL. Huge cock.”
I’m not sure my vagina is big enough to birth his babies...But this was what Tanner wanted. And I still had questions about why, but I aimed to please.
The guy looked over at me and smiled. He stood up as I approached the table.
Ah! What do I say?!Chastity talked so much, but never when I desperately needed her to.
“You must be Ash,” he said. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Desmond.”
Some waiters started singing happy birthday to someone at the table next to ours. Really loudly. I could barely hear.
“Abort, abort!” yelled Tanner in my earpiece. “I just found his file. He has a rare skin condition.”
Desmond pulled out my chair for me and reached out to help me sit.
Ah! No!I dodged out of the way of his touch before I caught whatever he had. “I’m sorry,” I said. “But I need to leave. Your skin is…diseased.”
“What?!” Desmond yelled over the loud singing.
“You seem nice but I’m deathly afraid of your skin!” I yelled back.
The music cut out just as I yelled it.
Oh shit...
Desmond looked highly offended.
“I didn’t mean it like that.” I laughed awkwardly. “I’m not racist. I just meant your DNA is tainted. It’s a scientific fact. Your genetics are trash.”
A few people gasped around us.
Fuck! What was I supposed to do if things went sideways again? Oh right. The key!I pulled it out and handed it to him, being careful not to touch his diseased skin. “I think you need this. Ciao!” I sprinted out of the restaurant.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 29 – The Society’s Most Enthusiastic Hotwife
Friday – October 20, 2023
Ash
I kept running and running.Oh God.Did everyone think I was a racist now?
No. They couldn’t. I’d explicitly said I wasn’t.
But what exactly had I just said? Something about scientific facts?Yikes.But obviously that was about his skin disease. Anyone with an ounce of sense could tell that.
I finally found Tanner and Chastity. “Am I okay?” I asked.
