As I passed through the living room I realized how fucking stupid the shorts were and tossed them on the couch. Then, as scheduled, the doorbell rang and I went to greet the delivery boy, grabbing cash and shorts on the way. What a hot group of men, Granddad and Steve leading the pack. When I brought the drinks out they were back to joking and talking again and it was a scene from a fantasy movie. I loved waiting on these guys and they had given me more than any of them would ever realize. It wasn't half an hour later when round two was ordered. Even though it was evening now the summer heat was still warm and no one made a move to dress. The silver tray had been passed again, drinks were in hand. It was obvious everyone was much more relaxed now that they didn't have to travel home.
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