[HG-PBEM] Tub Time
- From: "Alex Altman" <alex.altman@xxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <apaworks@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2003 22:55:31 -0400
A few moments passed, party-goers making the transition to tub-wear.
Presently, Chance stepped out of his walk-in closet and started down the
hall, knocking on doors, trying to gather the changers. Most had already
gone, so the young trideo star left the wing and stepped into the main
living room. Here he paused, looking over the party. He was smiling his
brilliant white smile, happy to see people enjoying themselves.
He wore a simple, but obviously expensive set of designer swim trunks
that fit him perfectly, and a comfortable pair of slippers. Several
towels were draped over his shoulder. To anyone who spotted him, it was
clear why he was on the silver screen: quite simply, he was a pleasure
to look at. His sleek body was perfectly sculpted, the product of
superior genes and a strict workout regimen monitored by personal
trainers. Muscles rippled everywhere but bulged nowhere, with each
individual muscle group shaped as if in a painting or sculpture.
He walked to the bar, and began shoveling ice into a bucket. The bucket
went on a tray along with expensive tequila and various mixers.
"Anyone else coming?" he called over his shoulder on the way to the spa.
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