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We hurried over to him before he could start up again.
He barely even glanced at me. He just pulled a Sharpie out of his pocket and started signing my boob.
“Hey!” I swatted his hand away.
“What?” He finally looked at me. He looked very confused. “Did you not want me to sign your breast?” he asked in a sexy Brazilian accent.
I mean...I kinda do now.No. Stop it!His fame was already seducing me. Tanner was going to lose his freaking mind. “No, I just wanted to invite you to a sex club.”
“How much does it cost?” he asked and pocketed the Sharpie.
That was a good question. The contract had said a million dollars... I nodded to myself. “One million American dollars, sir.”
Zico nodded. “Great. I’ll pay for the whole team. Lads! We're joining a sex club!”
Everyone in the studio looked over at us. And I noticed more guys wearing red and black striped soccer jerseys. I hadn’t even seen the rest of the basic ass NY United players when Zico had been commanding the room.
Oopsies.I really should have been more discreet asking him. But oh well. If they all joined, that would be fine. The more matches we could make the better. And the players were all hot.
“Could you all pose for a team photo?” I asked.
Zico whistled and everyone came over. A few players slid on their knees like they’d just scored a goal.
I snapped the picture and sent it to Tanner.
He responded with a thumbs up emoji.
Gah!Tanner was an impenetrable tank. “I give up trying to make Tanner jealous.” I wasn’t even sure why I was doing it. That wasn’t supposed to be my mission. My mission was to find people looking for true love. And these soccer players were gorgeous. Some girls at the Society would definitely bang them and find true love.
I was seriously a master at this. Tanner must have been totally dicking around over the last 300 years to only have 421 matches. Well, not really dicking around. Because he could only dick himself.
I shook my head. Either way, I had this. Tanner’s penis would be mine in no time. “I can’t wait to go to Odegaard Island to plan out what dates to send these people on,” I said.
“Odegaard Island?” Chastity asked.
It was supposed to be a date night...but technically it was work too. And it wouldn’t hurt to have more hands on deck to figure out how to get Tanner’s curse lifted as quickly as possible. Besides, there was no way I was going to leave Chastity behind when we magically teleported to a private island! “Yup. Let’s get out of here.”
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 14 – Tanner’s Grandson
Monday – September 25, 2023
Ash
I now owned so many cool bikinis that it was almost impossible to choose just one. I pushed another aside in my magical closet. I needed the perfect Odegaard outfit if I was going to Odegaard Island. But none of them were exactly what I was looking for. Where were all the bathing suits with sleeves?
Chastity walked out from behind one of the racks in a surprisingly full coverage one-piece swimsuit and coverup. It was very unlike her.
“Um...isn’t that like breaking the rules?” I asked. “Single Girl Rule #43: Bikinis are the only acceptable beach attire.”
“You’re missing a key part of that rule. Rule #43: Bikinis are the only acceptable girls’ trip outfit. And this definitely isn’t a girls’ trip. Because Tanner and his weird little houseboy are gonna be there. And I don’t want to distract them with my beautiful tits. We have dates to plan!” She shimmied a bit like she was uncomfortable to be covered in so much fabric.
“Are you sure that’s what you want to wear?”
“Positive,” she said. “Nigel makes me so uncomfortable. I don’t want his beady little eyes pointed anywhere near me.”
Okay then.I was actually glad she was dressed so modestly. Because that meant I could wear what I truly wanted to and notlook out of place. “In that case, I’m wearing this.” I grabbed a baggy T-shirt, leggings, and a huge floppy straw hat. And a pair of opera length satin gloves for good measure. I was pasty AF. I needed to protect my skin from the evil Caribbean sun. I quickly changed.
Chastity lifted the brim of my hat to see me better. “Girl, the sun isn’t even gonna be out.”
