4.11.2006
The Adventures of Cpt. Gaylord (Part 1.)

It was going to be another long day. Crunching through the underbrush, Trey's designer shoes looked a little too metrosexual, incongrous. He giggled a little before he caught himself and glanced around nervously. Peering over his shoulder at his sweet ride parked at the edge of the woods, a feeling of ominous detachment washed over him. This was no place for fine things, he thought as he unfastened his 10 carat Cubic Zirconium cufflinks. Soon he had stripped down to nothing but a ribbed black tank top, a pair of boxer briefs, and the black Chuck Taylor hi-tops that were in the duffle he was carrying; much better suited for the task at hand. After refastening his utility belt, he continued, ignoring the pounding headache that resulted from last night's adventures.

Still regretting the whiskey, the glimmer of a woodland pond peeked through the trees ahead, reflecting playfully in Trey's deep blue eyes. "This will be interesting..."

To be continued
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