I start doing work as Clyde says. 'Holy shit dude! What happened to your neck? Did you hook up last night?' I ask. 'What?' He grabs a mirror and a giant hickey shows on my neck, that must of been when me and Tweek were making out on my bed before passing out.
I say. 'Oh, no I just guess something happened, I'm not sure.' Clyde shakes his head. 'No way! That's a fucking hickey!' I get a message as I read to myself. "Hey daddy, testing the number out (;" Clyde reads it over my shoulder as he says. 'You got bitches!' I sigh. 'That's my maid, you told him to fucking call me daddy.' I reply. "Hey Twink, Yeah, this is "daddy".' Tweek replies with. "Craig. Next time you'll be bottom if you call me Twink."
I quickly turn my phone off before Clyde can read it, Clyde sighs. 'What did he find your porn or something?' I laugh. 'Not yet.' I don't own porn, Clyde just thinks I do cause I don't have a girlfriend. . . Well I have Tweek? But what is he?
I exit as the time is finished, Clyde drives me home, he says. 'Can I see Tweek?! He seems really nice!!' I roll my eyes. 'Fine.' I stand up walking inside, I see Tweek smiling in his French maids outfit, he chimes. 'Welcome back daddy.' Clyde walks in and says. 'Holy shit?! What happened to your neck?!' Tweek blushes looking at me. 'Nothing much.'
Tweek says. 'I made dinner for you! And I know you told me to rest today but I did tidy up a bit!' I groan. 'Twink!' Clyde laughs. 'Why would Tweek take the day off to rest?' I say. 'His neck, he's my maid but I definitely worry about him.' Tweek smiles softly. 'Thanks daddy.' Clyde laughs. 'I'll let you two be, you're obviously about to fuck, see you on Monday Craig.' I groan. 'Bye Clyde.' As soon as he leaves I pin Tweek to the wall. 'Hey Twinky, So, you have until Sunday for your ass to heal.' Tweek laughs. 'You're adorable.'
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UPDATE: I don't have a life so I've actually written more then 11 parts in one day. . . Yeah, press F for respect
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