Chapter 11
“Don’t know about you, but I could eat a horse. It’s been hours since chow.”
David realized then that he too was hungry, but he didn’t relish the thought of having to get dressed and leave the warmth and security of the room. Bud seemed to sense David’s thoughts.
“The diner across the street delivers. What do you say to us ordering in?”
David’s wide smile was all the answer Bud needed.
“What d’ ya want, stud?”
David couldn’t help himself. He fixed his gaze on Bud’s flaccid penis, which twitched at the attention being paid to it.
“How about us saving Lil Bud for dessert?”
“Sorry, I—”
“Will you quit apologizing?” Bud sounded slightly annoyed, his tone causing David to shrink from him.“Shit, guy, I’m sorry,” Bud said, going to David and resting a hand on the older man’s shoulder. “Ikeep forgetting you’re not in the Corps, where we speak our minds and don’t sugarcoat anything.”
“Sorry.”