dark suit he's sort of bulging out of. Those pants aren't as tight as a faggot's but it certainly shows anyhoo. Mercy St. Agnes, if he's just selling insurance I'll buy a lifetime supply. How in heaven can I just get him up to my room......?

"Look, Mister Bullard, why don't we just go on, up to my room. I keep an apartment right up the street that's pretty well-stocked with everything if my house-boy's on the job. Unless of course you really want to stay here.."

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3. THE APARTMENT

Well, well, well Miss Fat, don't you feel beautiful now? Someone will have to change these sheets. How nice to have a house-boy for such things. Sweet little thing too. Wonder where he disappeared to when we decided to "showerup and cool off"? I guess he's used to his master's little peccadillos. On second thought that's one of the biggest little peccadillos I've ever seen. Ooh! This ashtray's cold on my stomach. I'll put it on my navel. It won't slide off now, but of course I may never find it again. Isn't he handsome? Exhausted too. I guess I sort of wore him out. I'm a little limp myself; although....oh, no you don't Miss Greedy. You're gonna wear that thing out and then where will you be? Besides, you have a show tonight. I do believe I'll give the performance of my life. Those gypsy dancing boys won't know what hit me. Although it seems like it's written across my forehead, "I have been laid!" I should get up and go to the john but I'm not sure I can move. Wonder what time it is? I still have to eat and get back to the theatre. Isn't he gorgeous? I think our thighs are stuck together for life. How would I ever explain that at the theatre? It's a lovely thought though. Forever and ever. "Do you always wear an ashtray there? Must come in handy at parties." "Ah, sleeping beauty! Welcome back to the land of the living. I'd just decided to tippy-toe out and leave you. You looked so comfortable lying there." "Don't you dare try to sneak out of my life! I'd picket your theatre with monster banners saying, 'Big Jack Bullard is a big fat heart-breaker!' And I mean it. Was I as good as the others?"

"What others?"

"In the Society.............

...you know."

"I'm afraid I don't. What Society?"

"Is this a gag? You mean I lured you here to my spider's web and threw you in the sack without eight consecutive words between us and you don't know the Society?"

"I repeat, what Society? I'm beginning to smell a rat, or two or three." "This is incredible! Never in my life have I'been able to make a complete pass, much less a swinging pick-up and ball without some kind of an introduction, or of course the letter from the Society....

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"Grant, I'll ask you just once more, what....?"

"I'm sorry, I'll explain. It's just that you were so cooperative and so marvelous.... I think our thighs are stuck together."

"Yes, I noticed. Go on.

"Well, Mister Fat Jack Bullard, let me introduce myself as a member of The Society for the Prevention of Frustration of Gentlemen Who Prefer Gentlemen of Corpulence. You can see why we just call it 'The Society'. I was sure you must have gotten the full scoop by now. This makes you my first. real 'discovery'. That means I can bring in another new member next month. My gym instructor has been bugging me for months to get him in. He's a real paradox. His job is to help guys lose weight, but he likes 'em much better before they do. I may introduce you some year when you're sick of me."

"I don't think that will ever happen, Grant."

"Don't get gooey or I'll start in on you again and you'll never get to the theatre. Besides, we'll have two full weeks together before you have to move on. And I intend to make the most of it. Since you're my discovery, I get to keep you all to myself for awhile. Usually, I'm just number 32 on the list for this area. I'd have to wait til you'd seen a hundred other guys 'til I could see you again. So you don't get to start on all those other guys until you say the word. No word? Good! For now, that's all I ask."

"You sure you're not just saying that because our thighs are stuck together?"

"It's possible. Showers anyone?”

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