Fire Punch
by Aditus
Jim leaned down to check himself in the mirror over the sink and tested his smile. He grimaced. “Nah, too tentative.” Maybe he could manage a little more enthusiasm and eagerness? The next attempt was even more cringe worthy. “Fuck!” He sighed, flipped the collar of his white dress shirt up, and began to tie the silken stripe hanging around his neck into an artful bow tie. “There. Thanks, Dad.”
Behind him, Lee entered the bathroom, already in his pajamas, a