Male Bonding

The White Buck

A young man with curly hair and a gorgeous just-then-unshirted and perfectly sculpted, cream-colored upper torso poised solid and proud above white sweat pants nonchalantly slid smoothly into his car in front of me as he cast a quick look around to see if anyone noticed.

As my eyeballs tried to pop out of their sockets, I laughed out loud and had to walk up to his driver’s side window and tap on it.

As he rolled the glass down slightly self consciously, I joked with a huge grin,” You’re gonna cause an accident doing that!”

He laughed, nodding and acknowledging slightly bashfully, saying,  “Thank you…thank you…” accepting the obvious compliment with its playful admonishment.

Whereupon, I turned away laughing even more and carefully made my way back to my car, determined to keep my eyes off of him.