Blonde-haired Tom walked back inside their house, his beach towel tucked underneath his arm, with brunette-haired Jason following closely behind with his own beach towel, and the radio.
"I know we're short on money and we should be lucky to have moved into such a nice place, but living next to that pervert next door ..." Jason said, closing the patio door behind them.
Tom sighed. "Yeah, I know. But what can we do about it?"
"I told you two not to go out there," said Mike, their other roommate, currently sitting on the living room sofa, his bare hairless legs crossed, a fashion magazine in his hands. "You should just do what I do and get a tan at the salon."
"Hey, I'm not going to pay to get something I can get for free," Jason said.
"Free, but with an audience?" Mike said. He put his magazine aside, then continued. "Listen, that woman next door isn't some aberration. All women are like that. You wanna go in the backyard to sunbathe? Fine. But know that every one of our female neighbors are probably ogling you two just as much, married or not. I mean, come on. Look at you two. You're hot and cute. What red-blooded woman wouldn't want to ogle you?"
"He's got a point," Tom said, putting down his beach towel, then joining Mike on the sofa, crossing his own legs. "We are pretty hot, right?" he said, smirking.
Jason frowned. "You might be an exhibitionist, but I'm not. You know, maybe Mike is right. I never thought about going to a salon to get a tan before, but the privacy of it is making me rethink that."
"Great, I can make an appointment for all three of us," Mike said, smiling as he reached for his phone.