And this time I’m a winner on my own personal sex Let’s Make a Deal. He’s hot. Oh yeah, I sniffle and wipe at the back of my nose with my hand, open the door, smile.
“You Jason?”
“Rufus?”
“Yeah. Come on in.”
A little plump but no complaints. About six three with straight reddish-blond hair that hangs down to his shoulders. Stubbly goatee and mustache. Said he was twenty-three, and that looks about right. Pale, pale blue eyes…almost translucent.
I can’t wait to get him upstairs.