50 Trigmans World (1/2)

The morning arrived and the alcohol wore off. I woke up to the shower running. It was not Kyo, who slept next to me. It was not Trigman, who slept on the couch. It wasn't Priscilla and Harman, who had just entered the room without knocking.

”A little knock would be nice,” I said in my barely woken state.

Priscilla had what seemed like a cup of coffee in her hand. I was thankful that she didn't decide to sip on beer first thing in the morning. She was wearing a white robe and big wayfarer glasses.

”I was just wondering when you are going for your crusade. And if Mappa would accompany you guys,” Priscilla said. She walked over to me and forced me to make some space for her in the bed. I budged and she forced herself. Harman took a seat next to the asleep Trigman.

”We'll probably leave by the afternoon. I still have to talk to him about that. What will you guys do?”

Priscilla took a sip out of the coffee cup and said,” Harman found two clubs who were eager to pay me for showing up. I'd probably do that. Maybe go to Ontario. There are good strip clubs over there.”

I nodded, my eyes still half closed. Our brief chatter woke up Trigman, who proceeded to sit upright on the couch. He looked around the room to make sure who was where.

”Hey,” he greeted everybody.

Priscilla took her glasses off and hung them in her robe, exposing her cleavage. ”So, how long of a drive is it?”

”I haven't checked yet. Do you mind putting it on your cellphone and looking it up?”

As she took out her cellphone, the shower stopped. I told her the location we were headed towards: Osoyoos. She typed it up and showed me her screen.

Almost four hours. With no stops, that is. Not counting the traffic and bad road conditions, it would probably take five or so hours. I was already tired of the journey.

The door to the bathroom opened and Mappa entered the room. He had wiped his body off of excess water and was in the process of wiping his hair. But he didn't expect all of us in the room. neither did we expect him to walk out of the bathroom naked.

His perfectly toned torso and legs were for everyone to see. Not to mention the perfectly shaved crotch. I was jealous of his ability to get rid of pubic hair with surgical accuracy. As he opened his eyes, he saw three pairs of eyes staring at him. His body was being scanned by two women, and his husband. Harman, who was trying to gaze away, couldn't help but turn her head to this perfection of manhood. The fact that his mildly wet hair and him running a towel in his head made him a little bit vulnerable for us vultures to take hard looks at his solid biceps and seamless body that tapered to his penis.

Uncircumcised. That is what Priscilla thought. Surely, I knew. So did his husband. But it was perfect eye candy for a straight woman to have a long, limp penis in front of her.

Priscilla got off the bed and stood in front of him. Mappa, surprisingly, didn't take any effort to cover himself.

”Turn around,” Priscilla said with a coy smile. Mappa, like a true gentleman, obliged.

His giant back seemed too grand for us to see. Seeing those muscles that protruded from different regions of flesh even made me feel some type of way. Mappa had let his towel rest at his shoulders and was just posing for us. Now that his penis was not in the way, our eyes were stuck on his firm buttocks. And the rich strong legs attached to them.

”Put your hands on your ass,” Priscilla ordered.

”Alright, that's enough,” Trigman stood up and blocked our visions by standing in between us and the beautiful Mappa. He took off his jacket and put it on Mappa's back. Then he pushed in back in the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He walked over to his briefcase and took off his black jeans and pink shirt. He marched back to the bathroom and tossed his clothes to Mappa. When he turned around, we were looking at his toned body now.

”Real funny.”

”Damn, you got a beautiful bitch for yourself,” Priscilla commended Trigman.

”Yeah, I'm really proud,” Trigman barked sarcastically.

Priscilla and me looked at each other and chuckled. From the distance, Harman tried to laugh it off, but the situation was too weird for her.

Mappa came out fully dressed and Trigman rushed into the shower. He took a seat next to Harman, and Priscilla came back and sat next to me. Mappa turned to face Harman and whispered something that made her red in the face. She stood up and muttered 'coffee' before rushing out of the room.

”What did you say to her?” I asked.

”I just asked if she liked it,” he said through his cackling laughter.

I thanked the god for a hearty start to this day.

Priscilla nudged me and swung her neck towards Mappa. I knew what she was getting at.