I Want Her Bare, Always
I held my arms out and then turned around before raising my shirt for the gun I was holding to be captured.
It’s all procedures and I get it.
“Hello Titan,” I mumbled as I walked in. “Your precautions still as tight as ever.”
“As tight as a pussy.”
Titan appeared. Shirtless, as usual. His arms have been covered with more tattoos and his chest, barely a quarter is visible at this point.
“It’s good to see you,” I told him.
“I could say that to your papa.”
I paused, with just a smile. Titan and Wade were close friends back in the day and it’s the reason I can always walk in here for a favor.