Johnny in
his late 30s. A bachelor. He loved those denim jeans with the blue
washed look. Braces holding them up over
his naked top half of his body. Looking
like his grandfather before but less dressed.
He thought of himself as confident content in himself. A ladies man too. Sitting outside the families’ petrol station
in Kentucky. He ran the business now as
his parents had passed away. Sitting on
the wooden barrel he watched on as customers filled their tanks up full of gas. Puffing on his grandfather’s pipe. Caught between the now and the past.
Hello ladies
he said as two blondes walked by him.
They just smiled thought he was cute but possibly too wild dangerous for
them. He had that wild glint in his
eyes. He looked on wishing they could
see past his hard muscle torn chest and cheeky look.
All I want
is to settle down. A wife and
family.
Jeff came
over.
Can I get a
light off you as he touched Johnny’s leg.
Johnny’s eyes widened with shock and he left the wooden barrel immediately
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