Me favorite kind of promise. [That's a randy chuckle. Filthy? Sean? Eh, he could do a loooot worse.] Gymnasium, ya said? Be there in a wink.
[A wink turns out to be more like two minutes, but a change of clothes and an elevator ride later, and a Sean bedecked in sweats, a grayed-out men's tank, and sneakers emerges from the shaft. The vines on his left bicep stand out in particular.]
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[A wink turns out to be more like two minutes, but a change of clothes and an elevator ride later, and a Sean bedecked in sweats, a grayed-out men's tank, and sneakers emerges from the shaft. The vines on his left bicep stand out in particular.]
Vie? Oiiii!