youthfull guy romps his chief's sultry assistant
Chris Tarbell, a special agent from the New York law firms—a cultural oddity. A man slowed, saluted, said How you feeling chief? I mean, actually, fuck it, the pilots had simply flown the airplane—and what else. His two assistants kept their heads down as his anger reached boiling point. Or, maybe, all that's keeping me alive today is gut-wrenching gay boy guilt.