Jim and Dave were ragingly heterosexual men who, in a mental burst of financial brilliance, became housemates. They pooled their resources and purchased a moderate four-bed three bath house. As avid handymen capable of DIYing it all, they pooled their resources and added a second ensuite bath to the second largest bedroom, creating two master suites.
The guys had their own bedrooms, their own offices, and combined resources allowed them to hire a cooking service, and a cleaner. But not just any cleaner, they hired Tiffany. Well, Jim hired her.
Tiffany was his favorite pole dancer at the local gentlemen’s club. One evening as she teased him with a particularly lackluster lap dance, he asked what was bothering her.
“It’s the grind, isn’t it? I shouldn’t be telling you this, you’re one of
