He stood for a moment, eyes wide then blinked as a smile crossed his face. "Yeah, this can work," Mark muttered as his eyes flicked left and right. "He's got more money than you can imagine." He flexed and stretched into a double bicep pose. He was only 5'8" but he had a strong muscular build. "Tough and strong at well," he chuckled for a moment, "and Becky, my fiancée, my babe." He walked over and I flinched as he pushed his hand under my shirt, "You know I don't think you'll be able to get back out again."
"You know, I don't think I want to," I said quietly.
He looked down at my shorts, "Shall we continue?"
I blinked not quite believing what he was saying, "But Mark is as straight as they come!"
He grinned, "Yeah he is, but doesn't that make it even better?