My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest
She asked as both of them stared at me with their eyes wide open, not even blinking at all.
“ What on earth could I ever blackmail him with?” I asked, amused that she was comparing my situation with Franklin to a Hollywood movie.
“ I don't know. Maybe you have his sex tape or something?” Esther shrugged as she replied.
“ Or you know something about him, something that he didn't want anybody else to know”, Matilda said, before leaning closer, “ is he gay?”
“ My gosh, Matilda”, I said, coughing, as the particles of the burger got into my larynx, making it harder to breath. “ I would I know if he were?”