Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Robbie felt a stream of warm liquid flowing down his head. He instinctively shuddered and shifted his gaze up.

“Ah! Fifi went number two on Robbie’s head!” shrieked Jamie as he pointed at Fifi.

“Eww!” said Ellie. She closed her eyes immediately and commented, “That is so gross.”

Robbie’s face was red with anger. Gritting his teeth, he growled, “Fifi!”

Fifi sobbed and quickly flew to the other side before landing on the sofa. It looked fearfully at Robbie and said, “Scared. Scared.”

“Scared? You went number two on my head!” complained Robbie as his tiny face flushed red with anger.

frightened by that screech just now, Robbie. Don’t be mad at it,” cooed Henry. “Let’s go

Henry waved, and someone hurried over to get Robbie to

they were using the better car that day, and it had everything they

as she extended

immediately and rubbed her cheek with its furry head. It

number two on someone else’s head again, okay?” taught Ellie patiently. “Robbie takes

Scared,” repeated Fifi

too,”

Rokan Hill may have a variety of species, and we have seen the occasional

from that car,” said Henry. He was getting older, but his senses were still more sensitive than most. He hypothesized,

and rumor has it that Mr. Lindberg likes to keep wild

Bruce investigate the matter,” instructed Henry grimly. “I don’t want to risk those barbarians hurting

who then

other side, Robbie had washed his hair and was now drying it with a

he still felt uncomfortable. It

Robbie. You’re all clean now,”

with a frown. He couldn’t stand the idea of having the

are both germaphobes. He’ll feel uncomfortable until he went home and is cleaned up

towel-dried his hair before returning to the