P-232 It’s Show Biz
It’s Show Biz
Parisian Press
P-232
John Jackson
$2.25
It’s Show Biz
Parisian Press
P-232
John Jackson
$2.25
Excerpt
Ward had been exhausted before their ten day trip to the Russian River and Casey knew it. He wasn’t sorry that he had badgered Ward until they finally went. Nor was he sorry that they had paid so much money for the cabin and the fourteen acres of mountain and riverbank surrounding it. For the little use they got out of it, it had been more than worth the price.
Casey peeled off his brief trunks, threw them on the bed, and walked into the bathroom Looking at himself in the mirror he thought he had put on a couple of pounds in the last ten days. Good, he had been about nine or ten pounds underweight before they got here.
Turning and twisting in front of the full length mirror he was pleased with what he saw. Although he did not have a powerful, muscular body he was in fine shape from their daily rounds of swimming, tennis and exercise.
Exercise was one thing Ward absolutely insisted upon every day, no matter where they happened to be on the globe. And it had paid off well for both of them. Neither of them had an ounce of fat and they were always brimming with energy. That was probably the secret of Ward’s being able to keep up with his sister’s frantic and irregular schedules.
Casey looked his ass over carefully in the mirror. He hoped it would always keep that taut, round shape. No reason why it wouldn’t if he kept at his physical fitness program. Look at Ward. Twenty-seven and he had the firmness of body and energy of a seventeen year old. That dark skinned and constantly tanned face showed no signs of aging. Casey found it hard to resist a laugh when people guessed Ward’s age at twenty-two, twentythree at the most.
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