Chapitre 11: Chapter 11

Lowering the barbell slowly to his chest Tom continued to map out the day. Still need to get the laundry done. I’m totally out of clothes. He breathed out as he pushed the weight back up and locked his elbows. Shit, that means I have to go tonight after I get off work when the old man’s home. Down came the weight again. Can’t be helped…need some clean clothes. Guess I could take them to the laundry on the corner. Naw, rather have mom do it.

He finished the set, racked the barbell, got up and stood in front of the full-length mirror on the back of the apartment door. Tom loved looking at himself after his workouts. His muscles were pumped and he looked ripped and sexy. Wish the pump lasted longer,he thought. Don’t matter really, a fraction of an inch ain’t gonna make no difference to anyone lookin’ at me.Tom turned sideways and flexed his bicep, and then extended his arm so the groove in the triceps deepened. He smiled in satisfaction.