I probably would have if it wasn’t for the fact that Hawk was hovering close to me as if he thought I might run and was waiting for an opportunity t... wrap his fingers around my throat. I looked up at him and tried to smile, but the daggers he was shooting me stopped it half way. ‘Well, I think we would all like to hear Crystal’s story.’ Mom said sitting in a chair next to me. She reached out and gently grasped my hand with hers as if to reassure me. ‘I know I sure would. You lied to me.’ Hawk. Unzipping his jeans, taking off his socks, and finally settling for just his boxers. I studied his body like a student would a book. His broad, strong shoulders, and his little patch of fur on his chest, which traveled down his toned stomach and around his cute, belly button. His hands were rough from his working, but his arms, chest, and face were all smooth and soft to the touch. And so very warm. His heat was intense. I watched his eyes as he studied me lying on my side. My dress sculpting. ’‘Oh’ said Alessa, ‘we thought we’d give you boys a treat.’‘There’s no way you’re gonna stick that thing up my arse’ said Michael.‘Too right’ agreed David. ‘The only thing that should go through an arse is shit.’‘Hey, calm down you two. It’s not for you. It’s for Jennifer and me.’‘Oh, sorry, I got a bit worried there for a minute.’‘Well don’t be,’ and Jennifer stood up, rested her hands on David’s shoulders and bent over to give him a kiss.Alessa reached toward Michael with her free hand and. “John? Subdeacon Michael is here to see you.”He stood and extended his hand, so I walked over and shook it and then he indicated I should sit.“I understand your church might be able to help with a job for Paul Reynolds?”I nodded, “I think so. Our cathedral in Columbus runs a prison ministry and our local parishes try to help where we can.”“How did you come across Paul?”“Through a friend of his who knows me, Leslie Compton. I believe she corresponded with him in prison regularly.”That was Emmy’s.