Hours later after Jason's indulgence of busty Kendra and sassy Sally, he buried away his collection of porn DVD's out of sight where he hid all his other collection of secret stuff, emergency snacks, emergency beer and toilet paper, the normal stuff. His skin still glistening from pearls of sweat that clung to his brow and chest.
He had proved that he was straight, he was not into guys. Hell if he were into guys he would have been with Lafayette, not Violet. He glanced out through the window, it had gone dark, hell that was fast. Last time he checked it was only after 3.
As he headed straight to the fridge he pulled out a can of beer, cracking it open as he let the fizz settle as he drank a few mouthfuls, quenching his thirst. He frowned as he heard footsteps on his front porch.
"Violet? Is that you" he called out.
He had proved that he was straight, he was not into guys. Hell if he were into guys he would have been with Lafayette, not Violet. He glanced out through the window, it had gone dark, hell that was fast. Last time he checked it was only after 3.
As he headed straight to the fridge he pulled out a can of beer, cracking it open as he let the fizz settle as he drank a few mouthfuls, quenching his thirst. He frowned as he heard footsteps on his front porch.
"Violet? Is that you" he called out.