Rating: R

“And that my kiddies is the story of Jack Frost.” Jai’s puppet said with a bow.

Jorrin’s puppet did a little dance. “Until next year folks!”

“Next year?” Jai questioned as himself. “I can’t wait a year, man.”

Jorrin laughed, the movement made his naked body dance with shadow in the low light of the open window. “Tomorrow night?”

Jai hummed. “That’s better.” His puppet plopped against his hip and he stretched.

“We can play penis puppets tomorrow.” Jorrin curled on his side against Jai.

He was about to say something when he heard Jorrin softly snore. Until tomorrow.