Calum groans as he shifts boxes from one pile to another, still sore from his fall the previous night, "God I'm so stiff!" he complains as Anna arrives to help.
"Stiffer than last night?" Concerned, she takes the box out of his hands.
"Now you two!!!! You'd better keep it clean!" Marlene jokes as she puts her hair up for the shift ahead.
"We're talking about my neck!!!" Calum scowls, both in pain and at Marlene, trust her to make a big deal of this.
"You must have been doing more than inventory!"
"Shut up! Can't you see he's in pain? Anna puts her hand on Calum's shoulder making him wince and whine.
"This is the worst pain I've ever felt in my life!"
"You need a chiropractor. A friend of mine fiance goes to someone who looks after some of the Sydney Swans, he swears by him. You should try it."
"It's not necessary, really."
You need to take care of yourself," Anna runs her hand up Calum's arm, looking at him doe-eyed, "I can tell you're not very good at that."
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Maggie comes running up to Michael on the stairs, having looked high and low for him for the past ten minutes, "Taylor wants to see you."
"Well, he can go fuck himself. He's pissed at me for not landing that client. He wants to chew me a second asshole."
"I always thought you could do with one of those!" Maggie winks at Michael.
"Henry!" Michael gives a look to Maggie to scarper, the client that they were just talking about having just walked up behind her.
"I was just coming to see you, I hope you don't mind me dropping by."
"Not at all," Michael shrugs, turning and indicating the way to his office, "Although after yesterday I kind of got the impression..."
"Well, you know how misleading first impressions can be," Henry interrupts smoothly. "After you get to know somebody you discover just how much in common you actually have."
Michael can't believe his luck, "So, shall we have a look at some ideas I have?"
"Great, and about this evening? I thought I might take you up on your offer to show me the town."
"I could ask Maggie to make us reservations, you like steaks? And I could get us tickets to tonight's game...?"
Michael's unsure as to the change of heart but he's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, particularly as he thought his boss was going to tear strips off him only seconds ago. Chatting as they walk he doesn't particularly think anything of it, until...
"Well, actually I had a different sort of evening in mind...the sort of evening you might plan for yourself."
"And what sort of evening is that?" Michael's confused, he really doesn't think that Henry wants to go to the Big Dick Contest at Arq tonight. Truth is he was quite looking forward to it himself but he'll just have to miss it, business is business after all.
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Queer as Muke
Fanfiction"The thing you need to know is, it's all about sex. It's true. In fact they say men think about sex every twenty-eight seconds. Of course that's straight men. With gay men it's every nine." Twenty nine year old advertising executive Michael Cliffor...
