Chapter 13: Invitation
I thought about sending a Hallmark card to Brayden, inviting him for drinks at the Buffed Body Bar on the beach the following night. I wanted the invitation to be something queer and satisfying to look at; something real instead of a verbal and mundane transaction that could have easily been carried out online or by cell phone. In the end, I went with the latter idea, passing on a Hallmark statement for fear that he would think I was strange. Therefore, I simply phoned him up after Ging walked down the beach and back to Bungalow Two.
Brayden’s cell phone rang a number of times before he picked up, and he was out of breath, which I found rather odd. In truth, I imagined the brawny guy stroking off in the sun, manipulating his firm c**k with both hands, thrusting his
