Hot Male Torso

The summer is hot, sweaty hot.
I'm lying in the sand blinded by bright light.
My eyes are spying on his body, a glimpse into my fantasy for one second.
My eyes back to the sky, the clear blue sky.

Tale #13 : Gigolo gets his dirty money

END OF STORY

Mister: 'So, you want to have some coffee now?'
Gigolo: '(dripping) Yes, and a cigarette please...'
Mister: 'Here is your dirty money.'
Gigolo: 'Thank you, next time i'll do it for free.'
Mister: 'Your welcome, just call my neighbor!'
;-)

Tale #11 : The gigolo

DINGDONG...

Gigolo: 'Goodevening Mister, you called for service?'
Mister: 'No not particularly, that must have been my neighbor, but he is gone at the moment. Why don't you come in, please. (thinking: and make some dirty money!)
Gigolo: 'Thank you. I get a lot of these situations you know.'
Mister: 'I can see that.'