Jeff's Cousin Jason Jason OK, so I just got home from the airport. I’m still trying to figure out what the hell happened the last few days. So, let me go back and start at the beginning. Wednesday night. Jason, Jeff’s 24 year old cousin, was here from Colorado, visiting. I’d met Jason a couple times when Jeff and I went to visit Jeff’s sister in Denver. I thought he was a nice enough guy but we’d never had a chance to really get to know each other. I was pleasantly surprised when he came walking to the baggage claim area. He was slightly taller than me, just like Jeff, and had been working out since the last time I saw him. The t-shirt he was wearing accented his muscled pecs and his erect nipples pushed out the cotton fabric. A pair of cargo shorts and sandals completed his outfit. His big grin reminded me of a younger Jeff. Uh oh, I thought, this could be trouble. As soon as we got to the house and dropped off his bags, he asked if it was all right if he went o