Otis got called Bones because he used to beat the shit out of people and break a bone so they would remember him. It was like he was a surgeon after a...while. He knew exactly where to put his hand, exactly how much pressure to use. It’s fucking scary.’ Ariel nodded, thinking of what he had done to Danny. ‘Oh yes, I know.’ ‘So anyways. Otis met a girl a couple years ago, he was 17. She was a ugly little thing, in my opinion, but I was still getting smacked out every other day, so my opinion. I watched as he moved up my body boring into me with his eyes. I gazed back at him as he kissed my stomach, between by breasts, each of my nipples never losing his lock on my eyes. His eyes left mine only as he kissed my neck and then my ear. He whispered in my ear asking me if I had given myself to his son. I shook my head no. he asked again and I yelled no. He kept his lips so close to my ear that I could feel the warmth of his breath as his hand returned to my wet pussy. Brian rubbed a. She saw him catch himself and immediately shift his eyes to meet hers. “Good evening, Miss. Welcome to the Grosvenor House Hotel”. She smiled. “Hello”. After paying the driver she walked the few steps to the door of the hotel which was opened for her by the same scurrying doorman. He was in his thirties, tall with short, dark, neat hair and broad-chested. He smiled and she smiled back. She knew without looking back that his eyes would follow her across the lobby, mentally undressing her the. Anthony started to answer but quickly stopped when he saw Denise give her sister a shove in the ribs with her elbow."Stop it," she hissed before turning to Anthony. "She's just messing with you. For some reason she'd acting like a little kid again. Claire actually played softball in high school." Sorry," Claire said, sounding to Anthony as if she was anything but apologetic."Oh man," Anthony groaned. "You guys are sure a headache. I should have left you in Omaha," he teased, trying to draw.