May 19, 2014
"We should do it behind the curtains," exclaimed Mirabal, sticking his thumb behind him, "That way the audience won't see."
"B-but... Walter!" Fudge Champion whispered into Mirabal's ear.
"Leave him behind Fudge... and this time... don't forget your cue," Mirabal said with a sly wink.
Fudge Champion's hands began to shake as he slowly unbuttoned Mirabal's chest, and he began to drizzle warm sunkist on his exposed flesh. "Now, let me show you why they call me Fudge Champion."