Each was sure that she would be the one to turnhis head AND his heart.A marine biologist by trade, he also loved his work. At the moment itinvolved th... eating habits of the great white. He often went down in acage or more often diving to observe a shark while feeding and thefoundation made extra income from the vivid film he shot. Hisappearances on those 'Wild Kingdom' type shows brought him a new legionof fans.Today, however, he was involved in one of the more unsavory parts of hisjob. A. The sensation of fullness was maddening. Like he could not breathe, but who needed to breathe anyway? Aron grabbed his slender waist with his hands and pushed himself fully inside.Like a sword in its sheath. Carter would have laughed at the comparison, if not for the stabbing pain in his backside. But he could live with it because it was everything he wanted.“I’m hurting you,” Aron caressed his ear with his lips.“I want you to hurt me,” he repeated like a mantra.Aron eased himself from Carter’s. I spat it back out, swiped hands back to get it behind my head,and stalked over toward the nightstand. All the while I did my best toignore the strange sensations coming from this strange body.There was no panel."Shit."I looked all over it. Pulled it back from the wall -- even tipped itover to see underneath. Nothing."Shit!"Panic was creeping up on me again as I pulled the drawers out and tossedthem on the floor. The last one went flying across the room."Shit! Shit! Bloody well, SHIT!"There was. "He knew he had crossed the line, knowing that he could not look at her again like the brother that he had been to her. He stood up, and saw that she was still sobbing."I will always love you, sweetheart," he said softly and walked towards the door.As he reached the door, he turned to look at her again, probably for the last time. At that moment, she looked up and he could see the pain in her eyes."Why, Matt, why?" her voice almost in a whisper. "What of our family, our c***dren? I cannot hate.