A soft May breeze blew in and began to chase away the stuffiness.
I went into the bathroom, stripped and took a shower, then wrapped a towel around my waist and emptied my carry-on into the washing machine. While the jeans and work shirts were washing, I went to call Theo. I’d missed him, and not just my dick. Maybe I could interest him in coming over. Although he’d been here once, I was reluctant to have him back. My apartment wasn’t anything special, just the place where I slept, and I’d been too busy making my way in the WBIS to be bothered doing anything with it. Still, he might be willing to overlook the blandness when I showed him just how comfortable the bed was.