Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Johnny was wearing only a red and black striped g-string as he admired his tan physique. He was practicing exotic dance steps, swaying his lower body with the ease of a pendulum. This man was completely uninhibited.
Johnny knew how to drive his body, pulsating his hips toward the mirror with moves that could bring the most reserved female to lusty titillation. He was good at what he did and made the money that proved his talent. Holding a cold beer in one hand, he gripped his cell phone with the other. “I’m well, but I need a favor and you were the first cat that came to mind. My car is in the shop and I need a ride to work.”
“A ride to work! What are you talking about? It’s about time to sell that car.”
“Hey, be easy. She just needs a little repair. That’s what I get for shining her up too pretty and riding her too hard.”
“It’s funny how you always compare everything in a sexual way.”
“What else would you expect from me,” Johnny shot back.