This is a closed thread for now between LilAshley and myself
The Brother : Josh..short black hair, deep blue eyes, 6'2 very athletic build. Josh is a senior in high school and is the star soccer player for the school team. He plays sweeper and when he is on the field no one messes with him. He is kinda quiet around new people but definetly knows how to talk a good game. He is also an honour role student at the school. Pretty much an all american kid.
Josh nostrils flare as he pushes the bar into the air again. The weights lifting into the air with easy as he continues the next rep. A very light sheen of sweet forms over his body. The radio blares a tune from metallica as the washing machine trudges in the back ground. The basement has a bit of a damp smell to it but he is typically the only one down here and it doesnt bother him much. As he continues to press the weights up and down from the military bench Josh's mind begins to wander.
I remember when the squirt and I use to play with each other. Wrestle with each other. We were both so competitive but since then I am a lot bigger than her and it didnt really make sense anymore. Not that we arent competitive with each other still. She still has no problem jawing with me and never seems to pass up an opportunity to do it. Yeah I miss those days when we use to play together. Heck I'll even miss the squirt when I have to leave for college
Just then I could hear someone walking down the steps to the basement.....
The Brother : Josh..short black hair, deep blue eyes, 6'2 very athletic build. Josh is a senior in high school and is the star soccer player for the school team. He plays sweeper and when he is on the field no one messes with him. He is kinda quiet around new people but definetly knows how to talk a good game. He is also an honour role student at the school. Pretty much an all american kid.
Josh nostrils flare as he pushes the bar into the air again. The weights lifting into the air with easy as he continues the next rep. A very light sheen of sweet forms over his body. The radio blares a tune from metallica as the washing machine trudges in the back ground. The basement has a bit of a damp smell to it but he is typically the only one down here and it doesnt bother him much. As he continues to press the weights up and down from the military bench Josh's mind begins to wander.
I remember when the squirt and I use to play with each other. Wrestle with each other. We were both so competitive but since then I am a lot bigger than her and it didnt really make sense anymore. Not that we arent competitive with each other still. She still has no problem jawing with me and never seems to pass up an opportunity to do it. Yeah I miss those days when we use to play together. Heck I'll even miss the squirt when I have to leave for college
Just then I could hear someone walking down the steps to the basement.....