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Chapter 5.● Dugged my own grave●

There must be some misunderstanding.

He can't be the one I'm thinking he is . He can't be my client, how could he be the one? He is a man himself and more shocking is that I'm a man too. MAX stop talking to yourself and ask him .

He was just about to pick him shirt up and I interupted.

''Excuse me, I guess there is some confusion. I think you have asked for someone other but due to some misunderstanding they have sent me to you. I should be get going. I will definatly have a serious talk with Lisa about this mismanagment. It was nice to meet you.''

I was just about to take my first step but then suddenly he grabbed my wrist.

''We are not done yet.'' Those words from his mouth seemed like a warning rather than a statement.

''The guy with the orange shorts.'' He pointed towards the table.

There on the table was a picture of a guy with orange boxers, it seems that I have seen this boy before.

FUCK YES!!! Its me.

He placed his bubbly butt on the table, he was still holding my wrist.

''I have only asked for this guy in the picture with orange boxers. You are at the right place with zero misunderstanding.'' He let go off my wrist.

''But why, why do you asked for me other than all those hot strippers in the club.Why have you asked for a male stripper. '' I sounded so much irratated.

''We can have this Q&A session later. Coz now I have much more important things to do.'' He passed me an annoyed look.

I gulped.

''What important things are you talking of. I hope your important things have nothing to do with me.'' I passed him a fake smile.

Suddenly there was a wicked look on his face .

Oh my god, he is scaring the shit out of me.

''NO , not yet. I know what are you thinking of but I'm not gonna do anything to you atleast for now.''he wore his shirt and left me.

I was standing there like a fool. I was trying to figure out the whole situation.

What should I do now, should I run out of this tower and call for help. No I should call the police. Fuck no I should call bella and ask for her help.

No no no, I should call Lisa first.

I tried to get a grip and called Lisa.

I spoke first.'' Lisa, what the fuck is going on. This place where you have sent me. There is no woman here instead of that there is man, a huge fucking angry man. What I, m gonna do now. I have to help me.'' as I didn't have any other option.

'' You must be fucking kidding me, havn't you read your agreement. there is clearly mentioned that your clients can be of any sex or gender. You have signed it yourself, you can't backoff now. And if you do so, I don't know about bane but I will definately sue you.'' She hung up.

''But Lisa, listens to me , hello, hello ?? Lisa?? '' Wow now the things are more fucked up.

How could a person be such a jerk, who didn't even read his stripping agreement. I havn't just signed that agreement but I have signed my death agreement.

Now, there is no way I can get out of this shit.

I want to curse myself, for my unbelievable great decision of becoming a stripper.

He shouted from the hall '' Mr. Orange boxer, if your confusion is sorted now, come here and order us some food . I will be back in half an hour, And yeah remember to clean the dishes before putting food in it. I have an OCD.''

He was about to leave but then I interupted. '' Excuse me, is m your maid or something. I don't want to stay here for long. I didn't know about that all gender clause in my agreement and still I'm not gonna back off now. So lets just do it and get it over. So that you can go to your work and I can head back home. ''

There was silence for a moment.

Then suddenly he started laughing so loud liked I have cracked some sort of joke.

He came closer '' My poor Mr. Orange boxers, you have no idea what you have gotten yoyrself into. There was another clause in your agreement which I guess you have again missed. It is that anyone can have you with them at their place for as many as days they derire. And you would be happy to know that I have kinda booked you for a whole month. 30 days.''

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I want to throw up, I guess its the alcohol or this shock don't know.

What possible bad deeds have I done in my whole life that I have stucked in this shit.

''I guess your small mind some time to process it, take your time. Just don't forget to order something to eat. We will continue this conversation once I'm back.''

And after giving me this heart throbbing shock he left and just after that I rushed to the restroom to throw up, can't control it anymore.

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