Who Jack Dent and Greg House What Shopping, chatting (Girl's day out? Shh) Where Greg's place than onwards! When Friday afternoon Warning Oh, please, look at the who...Really.
Whistling to himself as he sauntered down the street, Jack was happy to be seeing Greg. Sans...Hoohoo. Quite frankly, he was made uneasy by the idea of the man wielding one of those, for Lord knew what he'd do with it to make Jack uneasy. Jack had been with woman, it was fine, but he was very, very firmly a homosexual now, and there was nothing he could be told to want to see another hoohoo again. Even when he was with the women, he didn't like them. And with how Greg acted, he probably would have tried to rub it against Jack or something for giggles. The thought made Jack shudder, and he shook his head as he turned down the street where Greg lived.
Getting to the door, he gave three knocks, wondering if the girls were home or asleep or what, and stood in front of the door, shuffling from foot to foot as he waited for his friend to answer. He had shopping to do today, really, and he was hoping the man would come along. For Jack got a weird kick out of shopping with Greg. What could he say?