“Yes, it did,” Toby said, relaxing a little and enjoying Wayne’s teasing.
“One last question in our examination of your s****l orientation, Mr. Wright. Oh, my gawd,” Wayne suddenly screamed, “You’re Mr. Right?” He laughed; Toby rolled his eyes. “But I digress,” Wayne continued. “Have you ever in your whole, entire life, had a gay s*x wet dream?”
Toby threw his head back and laughed. “Yes, Mr. Thomas,” he said, then stopped himself. “Wait, that is your last name, right? Or is your first name Wayne Thomas, like with a dash and you have a different name for your last name?”
“Geezus holy s**t, you beautiful blond, yes—Thomas is my last name. Now, Mr. Wright, was Mr. Thomas, by any chance, in this gay s*x wet dream you had?”
Toby was laughing so hard his belly was starting to hurt. “Damn, s
