When Friday night came, Sam was ready in the living room, wearing a nice button up and black pants. Hannah made most of his meals, so he wasn't overweight, but he felt like a lumbering gorilla sometimes, and he was plucking at his shirt in the mirror when she left her room.
"What's the matter, Sammy?" His back was still to her, filling the frame of the mirror.
"Self conscious, I guess. I'm not particularly fit, though I'm not fat, I just feel like a gorilla today."
Hannah wrapped her arms around him from behind, "Not a gorilla, a grizzly bear. I think you'll find that many women find it sexy," she said, her tone clearly implying that she was really the one that found it sexy. Her head poked out from under his arm and she smiled at him in the mirror.
"Thanks, Hannah. Oh wow, I love that
