Dave Larson stepped out of the shower and stood in front of the full length mirror. He examined his tall, lean, muscular body with a critical eye. At thirty seven years old, there wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere. He still had washboard abs and his pecs were still well defined. There wasn't even a speck of gray in his sandy brown hair. Yeah, there were some crow's feet around his grayish blue eyes. But, that was the only s...