*Yeah… This is not a sexy story. This is strictly for humor, but feel free to read on if you’re trying to laugh instead of climax.*
This is an unexpected twist, but I have a great relationship with my father. He’s a very good person who thinks I’m the absolute best human on earth.
He has this best friend who is infinitely cooler than anyone I know. Im going to name him Fred in this story.
Fred is from Australia and has a heavy accent. He used to be a skydive instructor, he volunteered at an elephant sanctuary for a year in Thailand, and he once recreated Che Guevara’s motorcycle trip around South America.
Fred has always felt more like a peer than a parental figure. He’s kind of immature and likes to tease me.
He doesn’t own a pan and has three changes of clothes. This should be a red flag because he’s kind of a child, but he’s also endearing. He has money because he knows a really solid trade, but he is a free-spirit and doesn’t seem to care much about wealth.