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Rodney Shapiro 32 | NYC | CEO

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I’m moving accounts!

Don’t worry, Fred’s not going anywhere. But I’m taking a break from him. From now, you can find me on @rcdney, which isn’t a sub-account, but its own separate account. This is only a hiatus but if you still want to keep in contact go ahead and follow me there!

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      She chuckled and looked down at him, letting him take her wrist and smoke her cigarette. “I am not a hobbit. If anything, I am an elf. I am very beautiful and ethereal looking. Very much an elf.” She raised the cigarette to her own lips, inhaling the smoke deeply before letting it out. 

      Shrugging, she sat up straight and looked at him. “I’ve already seen your nipples a hundred or more times.” She laughed and flicked one of his nipples before looking down at her own breasts. “Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll let you see one nipple. Then you’ll have to wonder what the other one looks like forever.”

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      ‘Yow,’ he pretended to be hurt by the flicking, rubbing his nipple a moment before he settled into chuckles, placing his hands atop her thighs and tilting his head back to look at her properly. ‘But how will I ever know if they’re lop-sided? Or if you have a third nipple or something? I just really wanna know...’

      Cheekily, he let his hands slide upwards along her legs, rubbing his thumbs along the insides of her thighs. ‘Let me suck on your titties. -- Just one, so you can hide your weird, lop-sided, gross-looking third nipple from me. Though, I will say, if you keep intriguing me like this, I might just have to take a peek for myself.’ 

      Without warning, he practically leapt atop her with little warning or any consideration for her cigarette. ‘Let me see your weird nipple!’ He shouted playfully, teasingly shaking her torso a bit. ‘I just gotta.’

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Charlotte opens her mouth to speak but has absolutely nothing to say. As absurd of a question it is, she was truly thinking about it. She glanced out the window looking at a man in a fitted suit staring down at his crotch. She shuddered and turned back to Rodney. “You know, talks like this are the reason I hate when you drive me home,”

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      ‘What? It’s perfectly natural for a man, when presented with a stressful situation such as being stuck in rush-hour traffic, to relieve those stresses with masturbation. It’s par for the course. In fact, I’d be rubbing one out right this second if I wasn’t driving you home.’ He glanced over at her, smiling at her after a bit to signal he was joking. 

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    The world is too broad for his thinking to be so narrow, Rodney’s quip is more entertaining than the radio especially during rush hour. “Plus she’s always been a little sweet on him,” Orlando supplies. “Since he resembles her older sister’s high school boyfriend that she used to crush on in middle school. So it’s the silver lining to a shitty day - Janice’s tits and her hand on his shoulder while they’re both in the copy room.” He scratches at his jaw as he peers out the window, the cars around them in no better shape than theirs.  

    “Fuck, she okay?” Wait, why does he care? Orlando attempts to recollect a time he just went for it behind the wheel and shrugs, “I was on the way to this girl’s house I met on Button and well.. had to get ready. But that was months ago.” 

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      ‘God, that’s fucking ROMANTIC!’ he yelled, mainly because he was a loud person but partially because the nearly-standstill bumper-to-bumper conglomeration of red tail-lights and blaring horns was starting to get on his tits. 

      When the topic shifted to his ex, he shrugged. ‘Oh, yeah, she was fine. She just had a lot of flare-ups whenever I wanted head. You know, I think it was the sheer size of it that intimidated her. Y’know, girthy.’ He paused a moment to shout ‘COME ON!’ and smack the horn when some idiot tried to wedge his way between Rod’s car and the shitty Buick ahead of him. 

      ‘...Hey, you use the app? You know, all my friends say they’ve never tried it, which is either a lie because they’re ashamed of it--which offends me--or they really haven’t tried it--which also offends me.’ He wasn’t really offended--it took a lot to get Rod worked up about anything.

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Rodney is a bit of a health nut at times. While he loves pizza and nachos and hot dogs, he will often go with the “healthiest” option, such as skinny vegetable pizza, gluten-free chips, or tofu dogs (and the like), although he isn’t afraid to indulge every so often. Healthy eating is something he’s picked up from his mother, who lives a somewhat “organic” lifestyle, which was the way he was raised.

Rodney also has a rather strict exercise regimen. He jogs at least once a day and works out at the gym four days a week--Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and rotating weekends. Before purchasing his Jaguar, he used to ride his bike to work back in Vancouver though now he only does so for leisure, often with his son.

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“That’s why God created tinted windows right?” Orlando mutters with a chuckle, he’d rather walk on burning coals than deal with traffic but some things were just out of his control. “That extra boost of endorphin before you suffer through another ten hours of hell. And it’s not like she’s putting out anyways so he might as well.” 

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      ‘Exactly,’ he began, thankful someone else could relate to his wild imagination, especially while stuck in that amazing Manhattan rush hour traffic. ‘Eventually, it becomes the highlight of his day, he’s knockin’ one out at nine an’ five, like clockwork, thinking about Janice in accounting’s nice new tits, I mean ever since she had that baby they’re practically falling out of her blouse.’

      He stopped this train of thought in favour of an anecdote. ‘I haven’t jerked off in a car since college. And even then it was just because my girlfriend at the time had TMJ.’

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     ‘How many people do you think are beating off right now?’ Rodney gestures to the long line of traffic ahead of them. ‘I mean, guy has a long day at work, has to deal with his shitty boss, only to go home and be bitched at by his wife -- a traffic jam is the perfect opportunity to knock one out before going home to the kids.’

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      “You sure?” She used her index finger to lift her nose more, then broke into a fit of laughter. “Hey! Rude.” She playfully smacked him, then inhaled smoke after he put it back between his lips. “Thank you.” Her words were a bit muffled do to the cigarette. Clearing her throat, she took the cigarette between her thumb and forefinger, exhaling the smoke slowly. “You looked like a dragon.”

     Constance pondered this for a moment before shrugging. “I think that could work, worth a shot anyway isn’t it?” She smiled at him and moved over so he could fit onto the bed better. “You know, life would be easier if you weren’t a giant. Just be pocket sized so I can take you with me everywhere.” A smile formed on her face as she raised her eyebrows at him. “Yes, I’ll show my nipples to the publishers. You however…I have reservations about.” She snickered then pecked his cheek, tossing the cigarette butt out the window. As with most things, she couldn’t be bothered to purchase a proper ash tray.

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      He laughed lightly at that, making himself comfortable beneath her before he grabbed her wrist in order to bring the cigarette back down to his lips. Taking a deep drag, he let the thick grey smoke filter out from his nose, making his voice as deep as possible. ‘Is that so, little hobbit?’

      Chuckling quietly, he exhaled the rest of the smoke before he moved out from under her and instead sat upright, flipping his shaggy hair out of his face. ‘Meeee? Why not? I’d show you my nipples.’ Without breaking contact from her, he lifted up his shirt and said in falsetto, ‘Spring Break!’

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      The cigarette was still in her hand, and as he jumped into the bed she squealed and made sure she didn’t drop it. The last thing she needed was another cigarette burn in her sheets. He spoke, rather sweetly, and she took a drag of her cigarette then exhaled the smoke down in his face. “That’s really lame, but very sweet. Thank you. Guess I’ll have to do something else dramatic to get noticed.” She suddenly gasped. “I could show my nipples on national television! Wait…no…that won’t work…Damn.” She wrinkled her nose as he booped her nose and laughed.

      “Really? Do I have any bats in the cave?” She moved her upper lip down so he could see better. “Do i?” She laughed and leaned down, kissing him on the forehead before putting the cigarette back to her lips.

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      ‘Hmmm, nope, I don’t think so,’ he said, pretending to look intently into her nose before he broke out in chuckles and reached up to swipe the cigarette before she could take another drag. He then stuck it between his own lips, puffing for a few moments before he slipped it back into the corner of her mouth, exhaling a plume of smoke from his nose. 

      ‘You could always do something really fucked up. Or you could go crazy and jump on the sofa on Oprah. People still remember that, right?’ he suggested, looking up at her with his feet hanging off the bed, well most of his legs if he was being honest. ‘But I think the first step is getting one of those things published. -- You can show your nipples to the publishers, if you’re really hung up on that idea. Or me. I don’t mind.’

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      Constance laid down on the bed, looking at Rod and laughing. “You’re never alone, Rodney. You have your sisters, and your friends. And your endless amount of big titted girls in your phone. Besides, how will I ever get super famous unless I die tragically?” She chuckled and wrinkled her nose. “Don’t worry, I’ll be around to bug you for a long time.”

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     ‘You’d better be, or you’re gonna have to answer to me. And you won’t like me when I’m angry.’ He put on a little voice at that before he  leapt onto her bed, rolling onto his back and sticking his head beneath hers, getting in her space. ‘...For the record, I’d still be lonely if you left me, because there’s no one quite like you on Planet Earth, and I’d miss you.’ He reached up to poke at her neck playfully a few times, before carefully booping her nose, chewing his gum a bit loudly and grinning up at her. 

      ‘I think I like you from this angle. I can see right up your nose.’

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      ‘Okay, Sylvia Plath. If you die young, I’m gonna revive you with the Necronomicon just so I can kill you again for dying young and leaving me alone.’