”Marina Cravens had some sand. And a husky, whiskey voice. One I could have fallen for. Had fallen for in the past. A pleasant, almost friendly tone... But steel.Unless they were playing a con, the Cravens had money. Or had money behind them.Marina unfurled a large sheet of paper, smoothed it out on the walnut table in front of Mrs. Chambers. Marina pointed with her long cigarette holder, “Downstairs.” Pointed to the other side, “Bedrooms.”Mrs. Chambers studied the drawings as if politely. “Not even twenty-one years of age, and already he’s our medicine man. I’m proud as hell of him. It’s one thing to kill, and that’s sometimes necessary, but healing is a tougher, trickier art. He might not have an MD, but precious few do these days. My man is a physician none the less, even if he’s learned his trade the hard way,” Moon beamed with pride at her lover, an amateur surgeon who nevertheless proved to have a lot of natural healing skills.“He’ll be a professional practitioner at this. He leaned down so his lips were inches from her face. "Looks like we have a sandwich." RuthAnn groaned. Sports Guy had his hand back on her ass and he had another one on ribcage stroking it up and down. With the close proximity of these two guys and the groping, or was it caressing, of her ass, RuthAnn was getting warm again. "I think my friend is going to need easier access. Why don't you grab that rail above my head?" Shaking her head no, she stared at Elbow Guy. He smiled encouragement.. I didn't hear him come into the shower, but I felt him yank me against his tight body. His hands caressed my body, groping and kneading. He yanked my hair back and feasted on my already raw neck. But pain was soon replaced by pleasure as he rubbed lightly over my hard clit, then pushed two fingers inside my wetness. I rolled my hips and pushed his fingers deeper. I could feel his dick harden even more against my soft ass. Before I knew it, I was bent over, his fingers deep in my pussy and his.