Todd has a secret that lies beneath his austere business exterior.

Is Todd wired?
Not yet, he’s pretty stoked.

Is he concealing a weapon?
Sort of, but a weapon of a different caliber.

Is he hiding a stash?
Yes, but his stash won’t get him thrown in the slammer.

What is Todd’s secret?
Something that’s closer to his heart and even closer to his skin – skindalous form-fitting men’s silk underwear that would even make a silkworm blush.

Todd’s silk underwear is soft and delicate, yet still able to keep the gang of three in place downstairs, as they relax in their barca-pouch-lounger. While upstairs, the executive office of the brain issues orders to the work staff, not the downstairs staff that lounges in men’s silk underwear with his two wingmen.

The gang of three, plus the one in the back who’s never really left behind, discuss their plans for the evening ahead. Will they be shedding their silk tighty-whities and meet someone new or spend their time dancing in the dark?

Todd often hits the clubs after work to let it all hang out, or rather, most of it hang out. The gang of three rarely requires realignment when frolicking about in their men’s silk underwear.

After hours of hip thrusting and leg-pumping in hot throbbing musical bliss, it’s time for Todd to retire to his apartment, albeit somewhat alone, as he always has his gang of three to keep him company downstairs in his men’s silk underwear.

Now, sadly, at the end of the day, Todd must bid his silk underwear adieu, until tomorrow when a new day begins. And a new pair of men’s silk underwear is donned to keep Todd and his gang of three in a righteous mood, as they saunter their way through doorways and hallways, a tightly knit group of three, while others around Todd always seem to be out of place.

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