“Goddammit, why is it beeping at me? How on Earth does my houseboy know how to use this machine? He went home to visit his family two days ago, how am I gonna survive three weeks without him?” Lin poked the dryer for a bit longer, than gave up and went to text his houseboy. The houseboy demanded a photo of Lin’s abs for payment for working off the clock. “Why not a photo of my cock?” Lin asked. “Cause that’s something I enjoy most when I simply feel it more than look at it.” His houseboy responded. Lin gave an aggravated sigh. Why was he gone a month?? He was actually going to have find other people to fuck. On his own. The audacity. Ugh, maybe he could con someone into doing his laundry for sex… Lin blinked. “Oh my god I’m so spoiled and pitiful.”
