Page 96 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
The sausage king grabbed us a few beers from a vendor passing by and handed me one.
I took a huge sip.Why is this beer warm?Warm beverages seemed like a great way to spread bacteria...
“Do you watch much football?” he asked.
“Yes, but what does that have to do with soccer?”
He laughed. “You Americans.Thisis football.” He gestured out to the field where the players had just started running around.
“Oh.” I laughed awkwardly. “Right.” Wait, was that Zico? I had no idea the sausage king’s team was playing NY United today.
“Do you want to make a small wager on the game?” the sausage king asked.
“Sure.”Why not?
“If Wurst FC wins, you have to come see my castle. And if NY United wins, I will fly you anywhere in the world for our second date.” He smiled down at me.
There was something about him that just screamed adorable. I wanted to pinch his big handsome cheeks. It was probably the fact that I was bamboozling him that made him seem cute. Since there would be no second date here. This was a one-timesexcapade. “You’re on,” I said, even though I had no intention of following through if NY United won.
He shook my hand. “I am so sorry. I just realized you do not have any sausage in your hand. Can I get you some?”
“Sure...”
“I’ll be right back.” He hurried off to go find some meat.
I stared down at the field. Zico really was amazing to watch. I stood up and cheered as he dribbled toward the goal. He flicked the ball up to himself and almost scored with a bicycle kick. I stopped cheering and sat back down as Wurst FC went on the counterattack. A player from Wurst FC ran down the field and scored. And the whole stadium went nuts.
The announcer said something in German, then a big screen started showing girls. The first one pulled down her dirndl to expose her breasts and drenched herself in beer. Then the feed cut to two girls in a booth completely naked. They both drenched themselves in beer too. Then the screen cut to me.
Wait. What?! No! Why me?!
The whole stadium started chanting something in German.
No! I can’t!Maybe if it was exclusively a sex date, but I’d just met the sausage king’s mother for fuck’s sake. I was practically a duchess myself now!Kill me!
But the stadium kept chanting. And the screen stayed frozen on me.
Is this being broadcast? Will I go to jail if I flash this stadium? Or will I go to jail if I DON’T flash this stadium?!I didn’t know the laws here. But everyone was just staring at me waiting. And I hated being stared at. I had just gotten over my last public speaking outburst. Maybe public nudity would be easier to recover from.
And I didn’t have a choice. If the screen stayed on me any longer I was worried I’d die in German prison with a bunch of Nazis. I just had to do it...
I grabbed the sleeve of my dirndl just as Chastity slid into the seat next to me. She pulled her tits out and drenched herself in beer before I had a chance to flash anyone.
Everyone cheered and then the camera switched to a different girl.
“Oh thank God,” I said with a sigh. “I’ve never been so excited to see your tits!”
“I know, right? This dirndl really hugs my girls just right.” She pulled it back into place.
“Wait, what the hell are you doing here? How did you even get here?”
“Um...magic?” Chastity smiled.
“Huh? Did Tanner send you here? If so…he must be really serious about me sleeping with other people.”
“Damn right. Okay, so which player are you gonna bang first?”
“What? None.”
