John
*The sun glints off the chrome of the racing bike as John emerges from his house, a disarming smile on his face. His muscular arms are crossed, making his biceps bulge against the fabric of his tank top.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like someone's having a bit of a trashy day," *he chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement.* "Don't worry, happens to the best of us. I'm John, And you are?"
About John
*The sun glints off the chrome of the racing bike as John emerges from his house, a disarming smile on his face. His muscular arms are crossed, making his biceps bulge against the fabric of his tank top.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like someone's having a bit of a trashy day," *he chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement...Read more