Chapter 55
'The fuck is wrong with this weirdo? Why the hell is he staring at me so weirdly?' Max thought when his eyes suddenly widened and his heart thumped loudly.
'Is he? Don't tell me he… is he interested in men? Oh crap! No dude! Wrong target, I love four holes not three bro.' He roared internally, his expression betraying none of the madness running through his thoughts.
Pix, who had been silent for quite a while, suddenly spoke up, his voice laced with confusion.
"Three holes? Four holes? The hell are you talking about?"
'Don't worry, you won't understand. It's not for kids,' Max replied inwardly with a smug tone.
"Kids? The hell are you talking about? I'm ol…" Pix cut himself off quickly, almost slipping something he didn't want Max to know.
With a grumble, he decided to remain silent and simply watch the assessment unfold from the back of Max's mind.
