Originally Posted by Oralius

Later that night, I went back and got the heaviest box from my truck, my immense collection of porn ...fifty-two hundred steps to my apartment. About half way up I hear the door open again, It's the guy, and he's only wearing a pair of mesh basketball shorts. "You definitely need some help, right?" He asks with a chuckle. He grabbed the box with one hand, swinging it into his grasp with ease.
"My name is Frederico," he said," but people call me Trunk... When we got inside the worst possible thing happened.
"Damn, this thing is pretty heavy, what's in here?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth there was a snap and a crash as all of my porn DVDs, dirty mags and toys fell to the floor. I stared in horror ... "Uh... I gotta go...I'm late for something." And with that, my sexy man-hunk ran out of my pad and my life... or so I thought.