I could hardly sleep at night, working out different hot scenarios.Īt 3:00, just before everyone left for the day, I went to the foreman with some trumped-up business of needing extra clean-up around the site. It was his responsibility to clean the site. On Fridays, he would always be the last one out. He was a tease.īecause he was an apprentice, the seasoned carpenters would give him the scut work. He was one of those stud boys who would strut his stuff when he knew you were looking at him. I guessed his age to be around twenty-two. He had broad shoulders and a heavy, round, muscled ass. His pecs burst through his thin, ripped tee.
He was short, blond and built like a brick shit house.
