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[sullysizzles]

The old man is actually dragging me to go away with him Thursday till Sunday. Something about a fitness retreat? Whatever the hell that is. I guess it's some lame excuse for me to work out and get this bod in better shape then it already is. He claims there will be no ladies there for me to score with, but we all know even if there's a lunch lady I can get with her if I want. Of course I really don't give a damn about screwing a bunch of random chicks every night, not right now at least. I like a challenge and Sinclaire is the challenge of my life at this point. He keeps on telling me that unless I keep working out, I'll never be able to top him as the athlete in the family. I don't give a fuck about being the best He has no clue how good I am. Maybe if he actually paid a speck of attention he'd know that I'm the best stop pressing so hard.

Sinclaire-It's still on, babe.