Inmate Construction Crew
Posted on: May 17, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I recently bought a big old house in the middle of nowhere in rural Virginia. I had been transferred to the area a year ago by my company, a textile manufacturer, and was offered a hefty salary and bonus to remain there in management at a small plant, which was out in real rural country. The “backwoods” folk took some getting used to, they are friendly enough, but I haven’t had much of a social life. It’s okay, the money is really good. I’m a 32-year-old gay guy who is from the suburbs of a big city. I haven’t had a steady relationship in a long time, there are literally no other like minded men out here but I kind of like the peace and quiet. I exercise by jogging in the country and I am pretty fit, except I think my ass is still a bit big. It has some jiggle to it since I spend a lot of time sitting in front of a computer, snacking too much and making out reports for our corporate office. Anyway, after I bought the house, I knew I wanted to do some fixing up on the inside and it also needed some structural repairs to the roof, rafters and rear foundation. I am not a “manly” fix-it guy, I usually stay in the office ...
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