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", he Said. "Of course, why not?, you deserve them ". Charlie was so good looking, he has deep brown hair that matched the color of his eyes, they looked so beautiful, he had a perfectly shaped nose and a very sexy jawline. "So are you gonna let me in or?" I asked and he opened the door widely immediately, letting me in Charlie's house looked like his room for Highschool, plain with no colors. "Your house looks soulless ", I stated. "Thanks, we're twinning ", he said as he found a place in the room to keep the flowers.

ROMAN'S POV: We didn't have to wait for long. An hour after the call I had made to Charlie, the black, stiff ford which had been selected to transport Charlie down to the Adams estate pulled up, and out stepped Charlie, clutching an envelope to his chest. Minutes later, he was in the same room he had just left about two hours ago, sweating and breathing heavily. He dumped the files on the table, then slouched onto the chair nearest to him. From his facial expression, I knew he expected some sort of thanks, an appreciation for doing a job well done.

He made hand gestures, saying, “Somewhere there.” Charlie, “...” *** In the wee hours, curiosity got to Charlie. She could not sleep! Charlie frantically searched her room, turning everything upside down. When she finally found her tape measure, she wasted no time determining his size. “Eight inches long and 4.8 girth.” Remembering the stories she had read and seen online, Charlie gasped, “Oh my god! He’s a rare breed—straight out of a romance novel!” The next day, however, Charlie overheard many wildly exaggerated versions of Taylor’s shape and size.

Dean muttered from behind me. Something flashed in Charlie's eyes, making him grab me fastly yet gently from my place with my wrist. Dean greeted him with a nod, "Charlie." "Bean," Charlie muttered silently. Well, hello to you too! "We're outside the Underground Choco." Chocolate is Charlie's fighter name. Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, get it? He crossed his arms, "It's Dean." "And I'm Vanchel." I butted in, pulling myself away from Charlie. "Vanch-"

I feel like I’ve excelled in my learning, if I do say so myself. But I’ve missed Charlie’s dominant side, a fact that hasn’t really hit me until now. While Brandon is all about domination, Charlie is all about teasing and playing with different sensations. Two sides of the same coin—both of which turn me on. So, when I saw Charlie’s note, I knew I was in for a good time. Come inside and go directly to the playroom. Take your clothes off and lay on the bed. No talking. Await further instructions. ~C

Lora yelled out, causing me to jump to my feet. “Charlie” whimpered but nudged my hand with his snout. Because of his stature, he had to stoop even lower to reach my hand. I couldn't resist running my fingers through his chocolate-colored fur as soon as his nose touched the palm of my hand. He was like a cloud of silk. My hand tingled from the softness of his long coat. “Um, hi Charlie.” I murmured, still unsure of what to make of the situation. At that moment, Lora entered the room, muttered something, and took a seat directly across from mine. “He’s harmless but a sucker for attention.” She chuckled.

"I'm a courier delivering a special package for Mrs. Elena Victoria. It's a personal order." Charlie presented a fabricated shipping manifest he had prepared in advance to make his disguise appear convincing. The two guards leaned forward to examine the document before exchanging guarded whispers, clearly preparing to reject a package that bore no official vendor identification. However, before their brief dispute could continue, a cheerful childish voice rang out from the spacious courtyard beyond. "A ship! A brand-new wooden ship!" Charlie froze where he stood. His tongue suddenly felt numb, and his breath caught in his chest. Behind the iron gates, a little boy came running toward them wi