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as
revenge for my moving – had thought it hilarious to give Tink a
full pink cowboy ensemble complete with glitter rhinestone accents to
celebrate our move to Canada’s Cowtown. I had, as usual, reaped the
benefits of that little gift, and had the burst ear-drums to prove
it. The outfit did however, help my camp cowboy bag a post-flight
date with an air steward who had been eye-fucking my bestie for the
majority of the flight and had eight hours free for a scheduled
layover.
    Tink exchanged his
digits with his date and we jumped off the plane with uncontrolled
excitement and swiftly passed through customs after receiving a very
cheery ‘Welcome to Canada’ and ‘Have an awesome day’, from
the enthusiastic immigration official.
    We grabbed our mountain
of luggage and stumbled out of the airport to meet Suzy, our
‘realtor’ who had been a godsend during our planning and had
nabbed us the super extravagant condo, a black Smart car ‘For Two’
for me and a very American yellow-and-black Camaro for the Tinkster
(yep, you’ve guessed it, it’s ‘Bumblebee’!).
    “Well, suck me dry
and call me dusty!” declared Tink as we entered our new condo on
Seventeenth Avenue, downtown.
    It was unbelievable. A
brand-spanking new penthouse with floor-to-ceiling glass and
panoramic views of Calgary. Not the best financial move, but with
millionaire Tink and my whopping contribution, we had decided to
throw caution to the wind and splurge.
    “Well, Dusty .
It is unreal. Can you actually comprehend that this is our new home?”
I said, my voice filled with awe.
    “I can and I do. Now
for my little extra surprise. Come now, my little Porky Pig,” Tink
said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me onto the roof-top patio.
    “Tah-dah!” he
shouted as he pointed to the monstrous hot tub set to the left of the
patio.
    It was huge. As in
orgy-huge.
    “Tink! Wow! This is
amazing! It’s practically a flipping swimming pool. Thank you!” I
squealed as I launched myself into his arms.
    “No problem, my
Canadian ham sandwich. It’s probably more for me than you anyway!”
he winked teasingly, lowering me back to my feet.
    “Ha! Probably! What a
bloody big hot tub,” I commented, staring in fascination at the
neon UV lights flickering below the surface.
    “Well, I plan on
entertaining… A LOT , so thought I’d make plenty of room. So
many Canadians and so little time!” he sighed dreamily, staring at
his new toy.
    “Ewww, invest in a
good water filter, please. God knows what I could catch after you and
your ‘friends’ have ‘relaxed’!” I said, turning up my nose.
    “Hey! Give me some
credit. You know my motto, Wil,” he trilled, looking and pointing
at me to give him an answer.
    “Yes, unfortunately I do:
    ‘ If a lad should catch my eye,
    Enough to say ‘howay, way aye’,
    Play it safe, just in case,
    And sheathe it tight, from tip to base!’
    “Ugh, I hate saying
that!” I exclaimed with a shiver, even though I’d delivered
Tink’s charming ditty with the accompanying actions of bending an
imaginary person over doggie-style and repeatedly slapping their
arse.
    “Well, none of my
precious baby batter will be floating by your head as you relax with
a daiquiri, okay, sausage?” assured Tink.
    “Erm… yeah thanks,
chuck,” I replied, trying to move the conversation on.
    We walked to the edge
of the balcony, and looked over at the hustle and bustle of a new and
exciting city.
    Tink put an arm around
me and asked, “Are you happy, Wil?”
    I turned to my slightly
vulgar but always loveable BFF and declared, “You know, I genuinely
am. I’m so unbelievably excited for this new chapter in our lives,
and to be doing it with you is the icing on the cake,” I said,
cuddling into the nook under his arm.
    Sighing deeply, he
kissed my forehead, and said, “Love you, Wil. Always have, always
will.”
    Smiling, I answered
back. “You too, chuck. Always have, and always will.”
    “Honestly, you’re
my soul mate.