
Eh, any similiarities are purely coincidental, and below scenario is just a figment of the author's imagination.***************************************It couldn't have been a more ordinary day at the newsroom. Everyone had left, it was late. Well, almost everyone.Wee Tuck was walking along his colleagues desks, interestingly lined with colourful posters of the various celebrities they like and the more expensive of the junk given out during press conferences.He was slobbering over a doughnut bought from the level 5 food court, slightly aware of the calories adding to his increasingly pudgy body, but what the fuck, not like anyone thinks of him as an sex object or something.He snorted into the doughnut at that thought. Yeoh Wee Tuck the sex...