Monday, September 2, 2013

But It's Hallowe'en

"No way," I said as I turned my young lover around and pushed him back towards the bedroom he'd just exited.

"But it's Halloween!" he cried out as I gave his tightly covered ass a firm swat.

"I don't care if it is Mardi Gras." I was standing in the bedroom doorway with my arms crossed. "I will not allow my nineteen year old partner to leave this house dressed as a cheap street walker.

"So can I go as a high paid call girl?" he asked closing the bathroom door quickly as I advanced on him.

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