manlet of the night

A manlet prostitute who markets his sad and submissive sexual services exclusively to Leather Daddies because obviously no woman is going to pay to have sex with a manlet. The petite and effeminate manlet of the night counter-intuitively plies his lowly trade in broad daylight in front of Lady Foot Lockers, where the sensationally stunted sissy manlet shamelessly prances around wearing nothing but lace panties, high heels and a training bra as he puffs on a Virginia Slims cigarette with both of his tiny, little hands while desperately hoping to earn some quick cash to get his fix of platform shoes and height boosting insoles. The manlet of the night's more affluent clientele can book a derisory and tenth-rate sissy manlet yacht party by inviting multiple manlets of the night to spend the day uselessly floating around in half nutshells in the unfortunate client's outdoor swimming pool while wearing microkinis and high heels as the girlishly giggling manlet boys oil each other up, frolic and play grab-ass like the diminutively elflike fairies that they are.

Sarah: Wow, it's really pouring down today! Hey, what's that scuttling around on the ground over there? Stacy: It appears to be a manlet of the night who has fashioned a used condom into an improvised raincoat. Sarah: Yuck! Manlets are just gross! Stacy: So true. Hahahahaha!

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