He was in amazing shape, had plenty of confidence, handsome features the lot. Yet despite all that he was still longed to know what it would like to be a man like Mr Croft. What it would be like to have his lean taller body, to be surrounded in that strong air of maturity, to have his charming handsome face, to wear his stylish suits, to slip on a pair of those large loafers he wore and have them fit his feet perfectly. Just the thought of it excited him beyond comprehension.
Sadly that would never be possible… or so he thought. On this particular day, Takashi had gone to the gym as per his normal routine. He was jogging back, just about to arrive home, when he passed by Mr Croft’s house.
