Summer Jobs/Swim teacher
You pick up your phone off the dresser and call the number on the swim instructor job posting. You hear ringing.
"Hello?" a familiar-sounding voice answers.
"Hi, I'm calling about the assistant swim instructor job."
"Awesome! How much swimming experience do you have?" You suddenly recognize the person behind the voice.
"Wait, is this H.D.?"
"Yeah!" H.D. answers.
H.D. is a 20-year-old college student who grew up down the street from you. You find out that he's home from college for the summer and teaching swimming lessons for some extra cash. This makes the job even more appealing to you, since you haven't seen H.D. since last summer...and he's hot as hell. H.D. stands for Henry David, but his friends joke that it stands for "huge dick." When H.D. was your age, you were taking his fully-grown 9-incher down your throat every time the teen invited you over his house to use his pool. He's the reason you became interested in swimming in the first place.
"Perfect, then. Come down to the youth center anytime today and we can fill out the paperwork. I can't wait to see you again dude," H.D. says with a suggestive tone.
"Me neither. See ya," you say with a smile as you hang up the phone. You don't want to waste any time in getting to the youth center. But you might want to shower first.