Wayne smiled, excited to experience this new town, taste the Cuban and Floridian food he read about in the airplane magazine. He stared out ahead and watched the traffic. Jen drove slow around the streets looking for parking in Ybor City, making sure not to hit already drunk pedestrians. As she drove, the radio blasted “Gives you Hell” from The All-American Rejects. He saw the old cigar factory and the turn of the century buildings that still stood, lined next to more modern places. Palm trees dotted the streets here and there.
Jack sat next to Jen. Definitely his s****l type. Skinny, blonde, nice ass, easy smile. Effeminate, probably a great bottom. His crotch twitched at that last thought. He hadn’t gotten laid in a couple of days, not since he had that threesome with his friends back i
