The phone rang. Out of some stimulus/response action, Brandon picked it up. His mom's cheerful greeting was lost on him as
he saw Rick lumber down the stairs.
Rick went to the clothes dryer and pulled out a pair of Brandon's running shorts and slipped them on. "Wow," he thought,
"I'm even slimmer than him."
Deciding that the shorts were all the clothing his now buff torso needed, he threw open the front door and swaggered
outside.
He felt horny.
A red car pulled up in the driveway and the curvy red head, Kim, whom Brandon had been dating for the past year, jumped out.
She smiled at Rick and he immediately recognized the look of lust in her eyes.
"Jeez, I could have her in a second," he thought.
Her eyes lowered to the now tented front of his shorts. Her giggle was high pitched, but filled with a pleased
satisfaction.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Kim. I know I haven't seen you around here before."
His adult mind still in tact, Rick grinned back at her with pride that she had looked at him that way and he made no
attempt to cover up his obvious excitement.
"I just got here today, but I think I am going to stay for a long time if you are in the scene," he said. "I'm... Steve."
"Well Steve, want to go for a ride?" Her eye glittered and she gave another wicked smile.
Before he could respond, the door burst open and Brandon walked out. Suspicion immediately registered on his face. He fixed
Rick with cold, angry eyes. He then turned to Kim and forced a smile.
"Hey Kim. I see you two have met," he said cautiously.