Jason grumbled as he sat on the couch of the trailer Grant had purchased. “Your backyard, G?”
Grant shrugged, sitting across from him on the small dining table. “This is where she wanted it.”
“Your backyard, G?” Jay repeated.
Grant sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “What did you want me to do, Jay? What did you want me to say? No, I’m sorry, Re. We can’t put the trailer in the backyard. See, the real reason why I bought it was so Jason and I could have a place to fuck that wouldn’t be our bed.” Continue reading