His hand reached for hers without him making a conscious decision, fingers curling around hers."C'mere," he whispered, motioning to his shoulder. He w...nted her to snuggle close.Giving him a tired smile, Abby slid over the seat, nestling her body against his. She pressed her face into his neck, molding her body to his. "I've been waiting for this all night," she breathed against his pulse.Curling her legs onto his lap, she brushed her hand across his chest. It felt so natural to be with him, to. The strop?When Pa wasn’t whipping Robie, he was making his chubby son put on boxing gloves, and then punching his boy like he was a gym bag..but the strop was even worse!Pa had whipped Robillard twice a week until Robillard was nineteen?two days before Pa died of his heart attack?and Autumn had gotten such a kick out of taking over, that girl!Autumn reached out abstractedly, and grabbed Robillard’s mousy brown mop and shook his head. ? I really should shave your head again?it was so hilarious. The Strawberry Patch is impressive enough that I named the book after it. She has a bright rich red bush of tightly curled pubic hair that camouflages a nice clitoral hood and a small pink button that can extend out about ¼ inch when it really gets excited, and it always seems to get excited around her spouses. Her internal labia are slightly outside her external. When she bends over they protrude out behind her like a blossom surrounded by soft red moss.Her tastes and aromas are interesting.. ’ At that, Harry lost his temper and charged at Ray, the same way he rushed the line when he played ball. As he charged Ray, time seemed to slow for the smaller man. Although Harry was a fearsome sight moving toward him, Ray saw that the small giant had left a number of openings for defensive strikes, most of which would be temporarily disabling. He waited for Harry to move withing reaching distance, then reached up between his arms and pushed them aside and brought his hands down in a chopping.