Tommy X Tubbo の小説・ストーリー

“You know, for someone getting a private dance every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night, you’re in an awfully big hurry to close this case.” “Yeah, well, that’s a problem, too.” Ryan’s easy laugh rolled out. “She is one very sexy girl. Anytime you want to trade places, let me know.” “Dream on.” “Oh, I do. Believe me, I do.” XXX Tommy sat in a VIP room at Phoenix Club, sipping vodka, waiting for Annabelle, and fixating on a whole bunch of stuff that had nothing to do with the job. What would she be wearing? How would she dance for him? How was she holding up?

“The Sullivan Group’s heir, Tom Sullivan, has died…” “Tom Sullivan was arrested for doing drugs. He was found dead in a rehab center.” “Xyla Quest’s ex-boyfriend, Tom Sullivan, died in a rehab center.” “Shocking! Xyla Quest’s ex-boyfriend, Tom Sullivan, committed suicide by biting his tongue off!” Xyla wasn’t interested in any of it. Hence, she cleared all the notifications before opening Weibo. She wanted to see if any of her company’s artists were on the list of hot topics.

He turned on the shower barely catching a grip if the valve fully,his hand were wet and were shaking uncontrollably, he jumped into the tub,flashes of the memories he had in this tub with Julie played slowly in his head he could feel her touch on his face, the night candles came alive again,those moments were fantastic. "Yo,Tommy,what's rolling man?" a man with a large stomach tapped him from behind,he had a scar on his lower jaw region, sun shades and carried alot of keys. "Jon, what's with the shade"Tom said paying attention directly behind the man in front of him,

He cleared his throat, "Look ... umm ... I gotta hit the shower before Charlie comes ... come by later? We'll go get some lunch?" Jeremy looked at him funny, but nodding, "Sure ... later then." Tommy got in his flat and closed the door, he couldn't worry about Jeremy's suspicion of him, he's got too much to worry about already. When the water showered over him, he felt a stinging pain on his back. He looked over his shoulder at the mirror, there were scratches all over his back. Lipstick stains around his crotch and his penis. "Fuck!" He rubbed himself with soap over and over again. He leaned his face on the glass door of his shower booth, "God ... Charlie ... I'm so sorry," he whispered to

He had shaved off most of his beards and he looked so cute like Kpop boy band guys but with a larger build. “Thanks,” He said smiling. “I just came over to say hello. You've not been around much…” It was nice to know he had been on the look out. “Yeah well, I had to today…being Dante's birthday and all…” “Oh, right. The scary stepbrother.” I was beginning to feel claustrophobic and the loud music was making me feel a strong headache. I wonder how people managed this feeling every day in clubs and parties I laughed at Tommy's statement, “Speaking of stepbrother, I am heading over to him now if you don't mind.”