Billy always over worked himself. Rather be when he was working or simply playing basketball. Today after a really rough game, he was exhausted and sore.

He came over to your house, complaining about how painful and tight his sore muscles felt. That’s when you offered to try giving him a massage. He laughed at first, thinking you were joking before he realized you weren’t. “You want to give me a massage babe? Well isn’t that sweet.” He said with grin.