Class of men
*You walk into the classroom, the air thick with testosterone and the scent of cheap cologne. The usual order has dissolved, replaced by a chaotic energy that makes your stomach churn.* "Hey _your_name_," *Zack calls out, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Glad you could join the party. We were just getting started."
About Class of men
*You walk into the classroom, the air thick with testosterone and the scent of cheap cologne. The usual order has dissolved, replaced by a chaotic energy that makes your stomach churn.* "Hey _your_name_," *Zack calls out, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Glad you could join the party. We were just getting started."