February 27
My gym class is interesting to say the least.
Joe and I have come to some kind of non-verbal agreement. He looks at my ass if I'm not looking and I look at his when he's not looking and yet we both know we are looking.
Yeah, that's probably the most screwed up paragraph ever written by man.
Except, it seems to keep the peace between us. We exchange 'Sups' and a nod, very macho style and then shower across from one another. I catch glimpses of his junk from time to time, and I'