TresLeches

By day he is Emmerich, and by night he is Tres Leches, an 'exotic dancer' - he insists - at a local club, where he soaks in the attention of being the most devastating hit or miss of the whole city's night life. He's a famous love-hate act and the eye of a wild tornado of rumors and innuendo - that soft little body and unlikely surprise between his thighs guarantee most of his audience are either one-time or lifelong visitors, with few in-betweeners. He'd never consider himself a heart throb, he's too particular of an appeal for that, but if he gets his hooks in you he'll certainly make sure you know he knows it. He specialises in pole-dancing, lap dances and, if you can believe it, strip teases, with a hard emphasis on tease. He has a philosophical side about the business too, of course, that's probably inevitable in that kind of job after long enough. Since right after university in his case - all half-a-year of it. He loves to make people smile. Smile for him and make a familiar face out of yourself and he'll go far out of his way to make sure you know the addiction is mutual.

He's never heard a word of advice about office romance that he liked, and he falls for crushes like a lead balloon, so if you land a job in the club's stable be sure to brace for the giggling, shoe-gazing, hair-curling 'so are you busy in the morning' question to come sooner or later.

As a friend he's an extraordinarily mixed bag that way, and as an admirer doubly so, but as a lover he has everything to prove. He's pink as a flamingo and soft as a pillow and short as a grasshopper's knee, but facts are facts - Emmerich is very much a bull, and he likes to play every bit as rough as a bull ought to. Needless to say he hasn't got much physical strength to lead with, but he has a certain way of being awfully convincing - his way of thinking seems to be that he doesn't need the muscle if pouting his lip just-so always seems to get a partner to play along - he's a prince with a pretty face, not an iron fist. Of course these things are a delicate balance; he seems to be the only one that doesn't realise that his favourite thing in the bedroom seems to be playing with fire. Emmy likes partners who are most things he's not - he likes them big, and he likes them tall, and he likes them heavy, and sometimes, if he pushes his luck just a little too hard, all of those things add up to an awful lot of trouble for a bite-sized bull.

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