Both girls settled on Sylvia's bed in her room, with a stack of books. Cindy did not smoke, but she always watched Sylvia puff with fascination."The w...rld is divided into chickenshit watchers and brave doers," Sylvia told her, casually blowing smoke in Cindy's face. "You want to be a chickenshit all your life, Cindy?"The dark-haired girl smiled shyly. "I don't mind. Honest, Sylvia. I guess I'm a mouse." Yeah," Sylvia giggled, "but a cute mouse. A sexy mouse. I'm an alley cat." With the hottest. "It seems this pretty lady wasn't kidding about a picture with our shirt's off, and she's asked if we could take a picture like that for her. If I understand correctly, she'll take her shirt off as well."As he spoke, Donna glanced around the room from under half closed lashes. The men ran the gamut of ages, from barely out of their teens up to near retirement ages. They also covered many different body types, but because of their profession, they were all in pretty good shape. And there was. Devon was swinging his divine sword, demonstrating battle moves to his son and mate. The minute he felt Anniel’s presence, his sword vanished in a dazzling display of glittering light. “Dev.” She ran into his arms, barely able to contain her sobs. He soothed her. “It’s okay, Annie. Everything’s going to be okay.” “No,” she cried. “You don’t understand. He wants to kill Lucien. We can’t let him do that.” Devon cupped her face in his hands. “He needs to find Luke first, Anniel, and Luke is. He told her it was a lot more cause he was taking a chance bringing alcohol to underage kids. Amy made a face, everyone kind of went along. I'd told Johnny to wing it. See what happened but eventually he'd be dropping his pants. So of course none of us have the money. Johnny says, ok for payment he'd need to see some boobs. I think he really wanted a look at Tracy's big knockers. Beth frowned but I was standing back and mouthed 'I will if you will. Dare you'. She looked surprised I'd flash my.