03-26-2017, 03:30 PM
Frank wasn't sure if his letter had been received, had Caesar sent back a reply saying he couldn't make it? He frowned as he stood in a robe in front of his open balcony door, his knuckles pressed into the small of his back, supporting his overly full belly, the front yard was silent. Maybe it was to early to expect his husband, he sighed heavily and turned away to waddle heavily through his childhood room towards the bathroom. His room was a mess, clothes sprawled everywhere, he refused to let any of the maids touch his things now, he wanted everything to be exactly the same as he leaves it every day. With his belly low and almost hanging between his legs, it made it hard to turn on the faucet in the tub as he leaned forward into it. Looking to wash himself just before seeing Caesar, if he did decide to come visit as he had suggested.
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