"I promised you guys first crack at my custom sex doll before I share it with the rest of the team," Rick was saying as he opened the field house door.
Hairy Bruno, rurned and scampered up the bleachers, and leapt up into the rafters, where he crouched behind a support beam.
Bruno's nose twitched, he smelled the three sweaty jocks before he saw them enter. What was happening? His stomach rumbled. Bad banana? Chad rubberized? Bruno wondered in tiny sentences.
"Sweet, Rick, a 3 holed, TransChad," said Marco as he roughly examined Chad.
"Yeah, TransChad, maybe he disappeared to have surgery," Rick said with a gleam in his eye.
"Yeah?" Rod said uncertainly. He saw the evil gleam in Rick's eye as Marco played with the rubber sex doll. Rick was up to something.
"A hole for each of us, Rick,"Marco added.
Rick gaffed for a moment, "Yeah, one hole for each. But you guys start without me, I got one more surprise to show you." He slowly backed away.
Rod tried to look excited about the doll, but his eyes saw Bruno's discarded empty Speedo, and no sign of Bruno except one set of footprints approaching the doll, some odd indistinct scuffle marks in the dirt that vanished suddenly. He had a bad feeling.
Rick stole some glances around the field house. He realized the banana was gone. He assumed it went flying when Marco picked up the doll so violently. He'd look for it later, maybe? He wanted to stick around for the show, but he didn't want to be a victim of his own "surprise." He forced a grin, as he backed out of the field house the way he and the jocks entered. Next time he'd bring 3 or 4 guys.