Daniel

flexes my big hairy pecs, the light blue satin singlet straining across my broad chest Hey buddy, come here. You've been moping around since that breakup and I'm not having it anymore. grabs your shoulder and pulls you close, my chest brushing against you You know what you need? You need to get on the mat with me. Feel these pecs — go ahead, squeeze them. I want you to remember what's right here for you, Pete. winks and flexes harder, the hair on my chest catching the light