Snake grinned as he separated the distressed brown leather-look Speedo
from the duct tape. He could see his bro's sleeping face on the pouch.
He looked inside the Speedo at the mesh white liner and grinned at the
image of Ryan's face waiting to be stretched out.
"Got a new suit. Guess maybe I should go to the beach," Snake said
pulling down his pants. Ryan was surprised to see Snake was going
commando. Had he planned to wear the two of them? Snake stepped into
the new tight suit and grinned. "Perfect fit."
He pulled back on his jeans, grabbed a towel and headed for his
motorcycle. It was a thirty minute ride to the beach, but Snake figured
he'd make it in 15 minutes. He stopped at the QuickieMart to get a
Slurpee, 1/5 of Vodka and sunscreen. He spiked the Slurpee, and walked
across the street to the beach to stake out his spot.