When an estate housing a lot of fit and friendly jock-types has an audit due, Matt is contracted to get their records in order. Professional that he is, he disapproves of the casual nature of the group until an accident leads to a strange mark on his chest. The longer he spends there, the more he notices the strangeness of their carefree attitudes and unabashed lewdness and is it really so bad?
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