"He shook his head. "Fuck 'em. They try to fuck with you, I got your back." "I know!" I said slyly with an upturned eyebrow & giggle and he looked dow..., his face turning red again as he laughed. "What're you up to?" he asked as he gave me a once over."Fuck, you look good today!"I tossed my hair to the side and continued to smile."Thank you", I purred. "Nothing, just takin' a walk. What're you doin?"He looked back towards his garage and waved at it dismissively."Just fuckin' around with that old. When she would hug him he would feel it for days afterward, his memory recalling the light scent of her perfume, the softness of her reddish brown curls, and the warmth that crawled through him as she would press her body against him. Then all too quickly, the hug would cease, leaving him with emptiness that nothing short of her presence would fill.Unknown to him was that Charlie had the same reaction to his touch. She could feel his hardness whenever they would embrace. And lately, she would. Apparently, Louise had interrupted the sluts shopping trip and they didn't get any of the maid outfits or other slutty clothing as we told them to get. Fiona remember her orders, though, and must have stripped naked while the medics worked on Korina. She was curvy Irish gal with strawberry-blonde hair that was pulled back in a ponytail. She could almost be Mary's sister, both had freckled faces and breasts, although Fiona's tits were a cup-size larger, and both had fiery pubic hair, Mary's. “Lord Solon, the town crier is here, but he seems reluctant to enter,” the guard called out.Sensing my mood, Swarta took my left hand in hers while breaking free from the hug to stand at my side.“Sparrow, come in here!” I shouted with good humor.Sparrow’s flushed face popped into view, but his body remained hidden behind the wooden wall. His eyes darted around the room, taking in the excited scene. He looked anxious and unbelieving when his gaze swept upon me.His father waved him in, and then.