Interesting enough, he turned the page again, now a welcome sign beamed from the book.If you are holding this, congratulations! You have been chosen a... the next holder of the Hot List!This is an honor wanted by many men, and you are the fortunate who will champion this book another day. For reference, please read the rules below to understand the true potential of this book.You are the only one able to see, touch or read this book, it's not possible for others to do so.Violating the rules of. He moved closer to them and took aim at a large doe with his rifle. He quickly shot her and moved his aim to another near her and fired once more. He heard a stick break behind him and someone gasped. After seeing the Indian fight days before Roger reacted as he would have in the Army. He turned, moving his weapon to engage whatever was stalking him. He immediately saw the women slightly behind him and rapidly moved the weapon to the side. They were staring at him in shock.Margarita looked at. And that's where I want her. Don't wanna scare the shit out of her ... just give her kind of nervous tickle, because I like my bitches like that. The fact is Bitches ain't nervous 'round you, they likely to figure you out; 'cause bitches, they always analyzing you, and shit like that. They got these photographic memories what play back every damn word you say to them, two -- three weeks later, and I find that damned irritating when they do it to me.So the Bitch loses the exasperated expression. Maybe because she was my first love. There was just something about her, like the way she'd ask awkward questions at the worst possible times."So how many girls have you fucked?"Any other time I would have choked, but instead I laughed. I laughed so hard that I had to stop and hold my side, trying to get my breath back."What's so funny?" she asked. She didn't stop swinging, but she slowed down to look at me.That was something else about Tami: that look she could give me. Robbie had a look just.