“Yeah, I would say that’s about right. Want who? They’re a little too young for me. You’re freshie, right? They’re better suited for you.”
“Stayed back in kindergarten, so I should be a sophomore, thank you very much,” Ty shrugged off with half a smile. “Don’t be fucking lame-- when you’re forty and fucking the same old bag every night you’ll be kicking yourself for not chasing all the eighteen year old tail you could find while you were able.”
















