Keith
The hum of the phone buzzed against my desk, slicing through the low thrum of late-night stillness in the room. I shoot a quick glance at the voicemail light before picking up.
“Jace,” I say, voice low. No greeting. “Glad to see I’ve finally made it on your extensive to do list.”
“Until you’ve suddenly grown a pair of t**s, you'll never get on it.”
“So the enormous c**k is cool though. You're more experimental than in.? I thought,” I quip.
“Just so you know, I'm giving you a stiff double bird.” There's a nose on the other end of the phone like he's going through the fridge. “So is there any specific reason for your call?”
“You know why I’m calling. How are things?” I say.
“The old man’s handling things. The territory has been quiet, just a few juvenile pulling pranks and old H
