"And her name is Jennifer?" Carmen was hanging on every word."Yes, but she introduces herself as 'Jenny'," her sister replied, "so that's what we call...her. She's been hanging around a lot since her parents, that is, Lenny and Megan, got divorced. We offered her a place to stay the other day when Lenny died, since Megan has been drinking a lot." Don't tell me - you and Gary decided to 'comfort' her in your bed, and that's when you discovered..." Carmen didn't get to finish the. Always the gentleman. Always the older brother figure. * ‘Shit.’ Luka leaned up against his door, trying to tame the rampant heat in his groin. He had never been aroused so quickly from touching a woman so briefly. He could still smell the scent of her hair and her softness beneath his fingers. He shook away the thoughts of touching more of her softness and tried to think of other things. Like Arielle’s obvious determination to keep both Luka and Belle away from each other. Not that they. ”“What are you talking about? I made this, though I am having a little trouble drawing it.” I told him as his eyes got even larger.“That isn’t possible!” Atohi said astonished. “That skill takes many moons to accomplish!” He took the bow I had made in his hands touching it as if it were a sacred relic! “This is a fine quality weapon! You are joking with me! I see! You found this and were just looking at it!”‘Uh-- no. I made this it really wasn’t all that hard.” I told Atohi as his mouth fell. He marveled at women. Sure, guys thought about it all the time, but once it was done, it was done. Maybe once in awhile, you might give it a second go, but like most guys, once they shot their bolt, that was it. Women were a different story. Heather had spun off into orgasm a few times, but she was still in it. And the way she looked, she could have taken on another five guys.They had flipped her onto her back again, and she was still deep in her fuck-fog. Her eyes were closed and she was.