I’m done cock-teasing.  Go forth and play responsibly.

“Now hang on there, Dickie,” Jason chided, clicking his tongue and wagging his finger disapprovingly from the shadow of the door. Dick straightened slowly, resting a light hand on the seat of the motorcycle. He ran his fingers through his hair as his brother sauntered into the garage.

“Is drinking and driving really sending the right message to all your adoring fans?”