Jamal was younger, about 25 and taller, about 6’8, probably the same weight although sleeker. Like a huge granite Nubian statue. He had a black du-rag on his head, more youthful facial features than Bobby, but still tough looking. His skin was a medium cocoa brown. He wore a very tight white t-shirt that clung to his upper body like a veil of skin. He had extremely over developed biceps and triceps, and massive pecs. They erupted forth from his chest like two mountainous domes. I could make out nice sized round nipples under his shirt. He wore cargo pants that had a slight bagginess to them.

Trying to keep my composure, I approached and asked if they needed anything else from me and if they could remember which rafters needed to be taken care of.

“We should mark ‘em, just to be sure”, Jamal said with a distinct southern drawl. He pulled out some white chalk from his tool belt and started marking the lower rafters.

Bobby went over to the small window in the attic, which faced the front yard, and looked out, he said, “Oh, Rocco’s here now.” He pulled open the window and gave a nod to the guys below.

I went over to the small window, and poked my head out.

“Hey Daniel, how’s it going? Gonna be a hot one. I’ll get these guys going on the projects out back!” Rocco yelled up.

“Oh okay, I’ll be right down!” I called out.

Tyrone who was standing there said something to Rocco, then Rocco called back, “No rush, um, we’ll be awhile.”

Tyrone called up too, “We got a lot of settin’ up to do to start workin’ on that back wall, come on down when y’all are done up there.” It was strange he should say it that way, like I’m part of the crew.

Then Rocco added, “Bobby & J are really something, you’re in good hands up there!”

I closed the window and turned back to the two behemoth dark beings. They were making some measurements and pulling tools out of the box Bobby had carried up there. Jamal was straining to make markings on the center beams, which were out of his reach, even as tall as he was. He said, “Can’t quite get it, hey buddy, help me out here.” He said to me.

I came over and said, “Oh, um, I can go get a step stool or tell them to bring up a ladder.”

“Come on, it’ll take too long, I’ll just boost ya up.” and with that he handed me the chalk, stepped behind