She went to church every Sunday and was friendly with several local women. Thankfully, she didn’t seem to have a suitor. He had no idea what he’d ...ave done if she’d been unfaithful.He stroked the braided leather quirt hanging at his waist. He’d spent his evenings carving the antler handle to fit his hand perfectly. The leather falls were from the hide of the buck she’d killed the day she’d left him. It seemed fitting that he use it to enforce his lesson in obedience.Abby fingered the ivory. Linebacker? I never played linebacker in my life. I wasn't built like a linebacker. Why would they want to take the fastest guy on the team, bulk him up and stick him in a crowd of bodies? It just didn't make any sense.I made a bee-line for Zack's locker when I got to the locker room. He was still there. "Can we talk for a minute," I asked as I stopped in front of his locker."What's up, Kyle?" Zack responded."This," I said, shoving the training plan in his face.Zack took it, spent about fifteen. I'd caught them in various states of undressand their looks in my direction weren't entirely welcoming. I foundmyself gazing downwards, trying not to stare at them while theystrapped themselves into their swim costumes. I'd briefly glimpsed morefemale skin than I'd ever seen in one place in my life. Then I glancedacross and momentarily caught a glimpse of Tisha Williams in herunderwear before looking away and dodging into a changing cubicle. Shehad been standing there, watching me come in with. He was sitting with one leg pulled up across the saddle like he needed some rest for his hip and his knee. Hector and Jethro were both on the slender side for young looking western boys but Butch was built like a solid cord of wood real skimpy below the belt with long legs and up on top he had shoulders that belonged on a lumberjack. She could see why the boys were bragging on his expertise in a face to face knuckles fight because his hands were rugged and huge. They were not at all like a.
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