Dave and Joe had met at the construction site late in the afternoon. Dave had wanted to show Joe something. After all, construction had been very slow at this site for several weeks. Joe had been on Dave’s ass about it, and Dave wanted Joe to lay off.
“So, what did you want to show me, Davy?” Joe asked, a little smirk on his face. Smug bastard. Well, this would wipe the smirk off his face. “Check this out” Dave said, pointing to a small statue sitting on a desk. Joe frowned and walked over.
“Joe, you might not want to—-” Dave stopped and Joe picked the statue up. Too late. Joe turned, puzzled. “What’s….”
Dave felt it this time before he saw it. An odd, pulsing sensation, followed by a flash. In his head, he could somehow….. feel things change. When he could see again…
The blonde prostitute looked around, slightly bored. “We going to start?” She asked. Dave chuckled. “Suck it” he said, whipping out his dick.