Hello friends. It’s Fatty.

We’re at Fighting Water’s spot. The Watering Hole. Pull up, Untouchables and enjoy a fun time of gaming, music, excellent beer, debates and…what the fuck? My eyes lock on a face I hadn’t seen in more then a minute.

“What’s up, man?” Tim asked me and attempted to turn around.

“Don’t look, bro. You’ll only get yourself in trouble with your mate at home. I think you should go home now.” I told him.

Tim did a quick glance over his shoulder and froze. I shook my head at him.

“Is she available?” Tim asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Your not her type and she isn’t a hoe. Raw B Money is a millionaire streamer and dangerous and mated woman.”

“You think I can’t pull her?”

I nodded. “You haven’t a chance in the nine hells of touching her let alone pulling her.”

“Why because I’m a Metal Bone. I was born here you know. I got rights.” Tim said. He was working himself up with that foreign alien born dream realm political bullshit.

I got out my Detapad and showed him her page. “Her net worth is on her page. Look.”

“Damn. She has nice tits. Why can’t I shoot my shot, Dawg? Anna won’t find out about it.”

I shook my head brought up another page on the website.

Tim stared in confusion. “I don’t get it. Why are you showing me a picture of some kid and her Dad and what does this have to do with me getting some fresh ass.”

Tim’s mind was locked on fucking so I had to be patient. “It’s the same chick, same age. The big black darkness next to her is her mate. His name and profession is Alpha. He would stomp you out if he thought his female thought to even entertain thoughts of sex with you my friend.”

Tim looked at the picture then at me. “Is he an Untouchable? Is that why your trying to cuck block me?”

I stared at him. “If and when Mr. Alpha becomes or is an Untouchable he would of course be watching this cyberspace stream your on right now.”

Tim stared at me open mouthed. “Your live streaming our conversation. I-“

“Fatty. Is that you my love?” Raw B Money called out to me. She must be having one of her good days.

I smiled at her and waved. “Yes it is. Good evening Raw B. I am sending my donation to your page as we speak.” I said and then looked down at my Detapad to see she had already sent me tip of 500 ebs into my account with a short message. It’s time to collaborate. I hear the Untouchables is popping Boo. Let’s get that money.”

Raw B smiled and then looked over at Tim as he stood up and walked over to her. Her eyes lite up. Not with lust but pure greed. She waved him over to a seat at the card table. She was about to empty old Tim of him money and send him home happily to his wife.