Disguised to resemble all others in the room, you appear in your tight fitting penguin suit. You struggle to find comfort as you fiddle with your bow tie laying slightly off center beneath your Adam’s apple. The hostess walks in your direction. You pray the sweat you feel upon your eyebrows doesn’t show. She takes your sweaty hand into hers saying, “welcome to our home Mr. Lansing.” The fear you had flowing through your body slowly slips away. A sudden power takes over you as you start to mingle with the others. Before you know it, you become the man of the hour and all eyes are on you.
The Man of the Hour© By Felina Silver (Copyright© 2019)
Disguised to resemble all others in the room, you appear in your tight fitting penguin suit. You struggle to find comfort as you fiddle with your bow tie laying slightly off center beneath your Adam’s apple. The hostess walks in your direction. You pray the sweat you feel upon your eyebrows doesn’t show. She takes…

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