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James’ Summer

It had been a long day. James found himself staring out of the window of the bus he had been sitting in for the last five hours, his bag full of clothes and other possesions sitting on the floor beneath the seat in front, cramming up his legspace. ”I’m gonna jump straight into the shower when I get home” he thought to himself as the scenery started to look more and more familiar. Returning home from college was going to be a refreshing change of pace, and a chance to recharge and earn some money working at the local gardening firm, that made sure all of the wealthy estates and their large yards were kept looking good. James had always enjoyed yardwork and nursing plants, which you wouldn’t guess from a quick glance. He was tall, near 6 feet, and had a lean but muscly build. His eternally disheveled hair was a dirty blonde, and his green eyes always seemed to have a steely side to them. He wasn’t the classic Hollywood hunk, the Clooneys or the Evans’, but he was handsome and his somewhat icy exterior hid a pleasant and peaceful personality that got along well with most everyone.

Getting off the bus, James hauled his bag over his shoulder and trecked up the road to the root of the hill, where his modest family home was. Though living near a rich part of town, his family wasn’t a part of the wealthy elite, but more middle-class. His parents were in Greece, celebrating their 25 anniversary, so he had the house all to himself, except for Red ofcourse, his best friend and companion since childhood. The old dog had lost some of the spring in his step, but was still an active and healthy boy. The very best boy, if James was asked. Dumping his belongings into his room, James quickly headed for the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist, lost in thoughts about videogames, football, and yes, ladies. Had you fooled, eh? Thinking our protagonist was just going to be gardening and dogwalking through this story? Alas, no, James is a young man in college after all, and his libido is as strong, if not stronger than most men his age.

Lost in thought about college hotties he had checked out on campus, James suddenly bumps into someone, and with a loud shriek from the assailed party, they both tumble to the ground. Natural instincts kicking in, James grabs the other person and pulls them against him, while twisting to land on the ground back first.

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