Monday morning, I was wiping the sweat from my face and chest in the bathroom when Julius walked in. He looked a little surprised, but not a little turned on by the sight of my half-naked state. For some reason, I wanted to cover up my chest, but I held onto my dignity and simply said a quick good morning.
“Good morning, Daniel. Did you get up late this morning? Is that why you’re cleaning up in here?” He said this with a teasing grin.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Whatever, man. You know how hot it gets out there, and the air still isn’t fixed in my car, so I’m sweaty by the time I get to campus. Can’t teach the kiddies smellin’ funky.”
“I guess not, but I’m enjoying the view.” Indeed he was, since, after he used the urinal and washed his hands, he leaned against the wall beside one of the
