The array of shagginess was very much to my liking and I sincerely hoped that I would end my trip on a high note. The place was teaming with piercings... tattoos, overalls, and testosterone. I would’ve been happy to be gripped by a bunch of these guys, and then thrown over the bar counter and fucked senseless.There was one guy in particular who really caught my interest. He stood six-feet tall and had a solid masculine frame. He was wearing a dungaree styled jumpsuit with a sleeveless white. The first would be there kindness to anyone they meet so long as they haven’t done anything that would have led them to being a criminal. Second was the beauty of the Smith women with some thought to be given with plastic surgery or pure luck. And final thing or more specifically the person was their adopted child, Marcus who they taken in at such a young age.Marcus was born into a family that didn’t want him because of the financial problems he would bring. Immediately after he was born he was. ‘I want to see him.’ ‘If you harm her in any way,’ said the worn man, ‘then the Emperor will have your hide. One tiny piece at a time.’ ‘I’d never dream of hurting her,’ said Keme, plastering an appalled look onto his face. ‘We’re coming in, Evelin,’ said the worn man quietly, and approached the door. His voice could not have travelled through neither the shutters, nor the thick door, but the child stopped screaming and the door stopped moving. They stepped inside and Keme put on a really wide. The author ArtyGee takes no responsibility for the content of this story. I am taking my story down a different road. The two stories diverge at some point after either the second or third chapter of the original. I recommend you read the original through at least the first 3 chapters to get a good basis for my follow-up. Of course, I recommend you read all chapters of the original, not just the first 3. I hope my lean on things does justice to the original. *********** I ran into Steph on the.