Don’t Worry Sweetie, Pecs Are Overrated
Over the weekend The Marine and I went to the pool. For once the ratio of hot guys to girls was in my favor, which incidentally kept getting me in trouble. A group of extremely buff guys lounged near us in the pool, and more than once The Marine caught me trying to make the most of my peripheral vision (which I can’t, and thus the neck straining must have been what gave me away).
“Do you wish I looked like that?” he asked with a pout. He looked down at his rounded tummy and jiggled the sides of it with his hands.
What the fuck? I thought only chicks said crap like that. Annoying chicks. Not former marines with dicks the size of Oklafuckmehoma.
