The Undivulged Son

3,2,1... Action

Ted's POV

Ted, you are a sexy young beast. Doing great is an understatement.

I straightened my black silky coat, dusting off any possible dirt. My trousers were made of perfect silk, and they aligned with my well-structured legs.

The ladies will keep coming, I said to myself

I licked my lower lip, enjoying its succulence.

Ted Junior will be leading the nationwide anthem tonight.

The huge lights above me shone brightly, illuminating the stage I was on. A lady sat opposite me in an armchair and put on a smile that could rip her face apart. The audience before us sat on chairs placed on ascending stairs. Pictures of the lady sitting opposite me, framed with a rectangular brown metal, were lined on the white walls next to the onlookers in front of us. Cameras were kept at strategic locations on the stage, focusing on the lady and me.

She swerved her head towards a cameraman, causing her long black hair to sway in my direction. She gave him a curt nod, and the cameras started rolling.

3, 2, 1...

The funky theme music of the talk show sounded, and the lit screens behind me slid open, casting a bright yellow light on the mosaic tiles of the stage. Though it was hard to see the audience cause of the dim lighting in their area, I could spot the radiant smiles plastered on their faces.

Eyes on the prize Ted.

"Happy new year and good evening, citizens of Hammorog. It's your favourite talk show host, Cindy Baker, here with more gists to itch your ears. Now our next guest is no other. He has been awarded the keys to the city for his distinguished scientific discovery of the cure for the berseker disease. A disease that made the city of Hammorog closed off for 11 years." She glanced at me briefly and gestured her hand in my direction. "When all hope was lost, this man emerged and held a beacon of light. With all the interviews and press conferences, we are pleased he accepted our invitation. Without further delay, we proudly welcome the leading man of Hammorog city- Ted Hamilton!"

The audience rose from their seats and gave me the applause of a lifetime. Their voices thundered with praises, and I could even hear some women crying for me to bear their children.
Yuck, fatherhood.

But still, I won't mind banging the busty ladies in the audience. I love boobs. They were round and squishy mounds of flesh given to us by God. I think boobs and sex are the best things God gave humanity.

Cameras focused on my every movement, and I waved and smiled just as I should. Cindy was holding a card that guided her to her questions while looking at me warmly.

I followed the curves of her body that were even more accentuated by her dark-blue gown. Damn, she was hotter in person. The lights above me gave off a radiating heat, which opposed the Antarctic weather that the AC of the studio was giving.

"It's such a pleasure to have you here, Mister Hamilton," Cindy welcomed and extended her hand.

I grasped her hand firmly and squeezed it. Her palm felt soft and smooth, like the skin of a baby. She was taking good care of her dark skin.

"The pleasure is all mine," I replied, causing her to blush lightly. I made myself comfortable and braced my thoughts for her questions.

"So, how does it feel to be the man leading the life-saving vision of the Green Leaf Corporation?"

Ah, a different way of constructing a question, but just the same common query that every presscon and talk show kept giving me. I faked my most famous, humbled chuckle and smiled.