It’s just a little Citation.”“Which one, Chuck? Knowing you and these girls, you probably have a Ten Plus, too.” I grinned. Busted.“Seriousl...? It fits. You wear it well, though. All Bill does is brags about his. You’re a different animal, aren’t you?”“That I am. Thankfully. I don’t mean do disparage him, and he is a friend, but we are very different people. Bill has nothing but Bill and a couple friends he hasn’t pissed off enough to desert him. I’m one of them. I have the world. They’re out on. The fact that no clean bowls rested in front of his door was all the evidence he needed that his mother had returned before him. Rico and his crew had never failed to wash their bowls and stack them neatly in front of the apartment door within minutes of finishing their food.Andy wasn't trying to sneak in. He was concerned that his mother was asleep and he might wake her. Instead, he found her sitting on the couch looking at him."It's a little late, isn't it?" Camille wondered. Andy figured it. They went beyond us and Bennie shouted, "Hey!"They stopped and turned to see us both standing with rifles at ready. They came within one hundred feet and Bennie said, "That's close enough. As your watchman said, 'State your business.'"One of the older men waved the others back and dismounted walked a bit closer leaving his horse behind. "We want to talk."Bennie said, "That's fine. Talk."The man grinned and said, "I guess Tommy irritated you." He didn't. He made us not trust you and now a group. He is a gentle, caring lover. He likes sex on clean sheets, with candles, and my legs wrapped around him, as I massage his back. He loves letting me ride him slowly as I kiss all the childhood scars on his chest.Pete, the younger, more gangster brother who has escaped his Arab roots, is a dominant man who likes to fuck. He has taken me over the counter from behind after locking up early for the night. And on the floor. He loves doggy style, so he can control how fast my hips slam back onto him,.