Note from the reader:
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
Today was a strange morning. Vinny was not beside me and I woke up with my mouth tasting of fuckin', what is it called? Oh, Pepto-Bismol. So, I look beside, me I see nothing but a slightly mashed wrapper and I tried to read it. "Amazing Aphrodisiacs," I mumbled. "What the hell?" I wiggle my arms and legs but I couldn't move. My limbs were tied, I'm pinned! Then I saw a funny looking thing, looking at me. When my eyesight cleared, I saw Vinny, dressed in a garterbelt, green Christmas stockings, his dick standing up proudly, red gloves on his arms and hands and holding what it seems to be a riding crop. "Vinny? Wha-? Wh--?" "Shhh," he said, putting a finger on my lips. "You're my Christmas present, and I'm more than happy to open it."
"Well shit."
