It made sense, that's how Rick and I treated things. I'd already gone over the consequences, at least as I understood them. He was my brother, and it ...as really uncomfortable doing it with him, but he had a point, the same one I was making: something like this was going to happen again, and it might not be just a blow-job.When I looked at it that way, there was only one thing to do, get it out of the way."That's not half-bad," I said. "I'll assume your other answer was pretty much the same. You break our kiss and step away from me. For the first time I feel the coldness of the room and instantly I miss the warmth of your hard body pressed into mine. "Turn around" you whisper "hands on the bed" you say in a soft but firm voice. Leaning over I place my handsto the bed, arching my back I offer you the view of my ass and wet pussy. I feel my heart start to beat faster in anticipation of what you plan to do. Kneeling down behind me you take a moment to just gaze at me, wrapping your. She’d know that voice anywhere. Even with her back to him. Washington. Fighting a smile, she grabbed her beer and turned around. “Do you always have to sneak up on me like that?” His white teeth were bright in contrast to his olive skin as he grinned. He signaled Hawk for a beer and turned his emerald eyes to her. “You’re never going to get him by eye ball fucking him from here.” “I am not ‘eye ball fucking’ him.” “Yes you are. You’re the only girl I’ve ever met this into football and. Johnny Two Forks had been in and out of scrapes since he was a kid, even once boosting a car to take on a drunken joy ride when he was fifteen, but he had no serious arrest record. He was noted for his quick temper, and Kim's allegation that he had beaten her was borne out by the Pine Ridge records. She had refused to press charges, so he had no arrest record, but twice she been sent to the emergency room, once with a separated shoulder. Johnny Two Forks was a heavy drinker and pretty much of a.