“Sir, you awake?”
Joey was wrenched from a most pleasant dream involving two leather clad men performing s****l favours on him. They had been rubbing their tight bodies against him as they bit down on his n*****s with their teeth and…
“I’ve heated up the soup you didn’t eat earlier.”
Joey opened his eyes to see Kevin standing by the bed, a steaming bowl in his hands. The smell hit the back of Joey’s inflamed throat and caused a wave of bile to rise from his stomach. Holding a hand over his mouth, Joey ran for the bathroom.
As he knelt on the tiled floor, praying to the porcelain, Joey heard the door open. Looking up, he saw Kevin nervously poke his head into the room. Joey returned his attention to the toilet and expelled another mouthful of foul tasting green fluid. Kevin entered th
