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I could only see his enormous belly and his tits touching the belly. 

We were eating and he had no shirt on. He was talking about pointless stuff while eating pasta and chilly. 

He was sweating bad, just like me.

I looked at my plate

searched for something in it. 

I gave myself another bite and felt sick. 

We were having macaroni and cheese, just like you did yesterday. 

He had them with chilly, he liked it a lot 

After we finished he head to the toilet. 

Ten minutes later he gave me a twenty.

I naught thankfully and hoped for the day, when I could be able to give him a nice warm home 

where he could die in peace.