I hate this feeling. Papi wants me to join him for a dinner in L'Opera tonight for a meeting with his investment banker from Hk. I feel like a trophy boytoy. Ugh. I said I had a meeting but he said even just for 15 min. Duh.
I guess I just have to do my duties. Sigh.
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Every so often we feel the urge to take our prized possessions and put them on display.
ReplyDeletewhy not bring a boytoy of your own, then? it would be more fun, i think.
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