Male Inflation

They say every man has a special talent.  Mine isn't that useful, but at least it's unique.

Tyler flopped onto his bed. It had been a long day at school and he really needed to relax. He groaned at the sound of a knock at the front door. He managed himself down the stairs and yanked the door open.

"Hey Ty-Ty!"

He blinked. It was Katy. The popular girl with the blond pigtails and everything. What did she want?

"Hi." he squeaked. Giggles made him aware of the other girls flanking the steps.

"See I told you he was adorable." Katy gloated. Tyler flushed bright red. "You up for a good time?" she asked him slyly.

He leaned back on the sofa, casting an appreciative eye across the penthouse apartment. "It's a very nice place you have here."

"Thank you." She poured two glasses of wine, setting the bottle down on the kitchen counter.

"It must not come cheap."

"Oh, it's quite expensive." She palmed a small tablet, glancing at him to ensure he was distracted before dropping it into one of the glasses with practiced ease.  The tablet broke apart, rapidly dissolving in the wine. "But it's a small price to pay for privacy."

I can feel the cool, wet, morning air as I walk down the rain soaked street and soft rain drops collide with my umbrella. A few cars pass me as I stroll on the wet, street and puddles of rain. A couple of the cars splash me or honk and I try not the get angry at them. The splashing makes the umbrella almost completely useless to me, but I take a deep breath persevere. Lightning flashes in the sky above and thunder soon greets my ears. I smile and enjoy the weather as I remind myself it’s better than being stuck inside my dreary apartment.