And he continued his path of kisses down her inner thigh, over her knee and down, down to her other ankle. Gemma was losing patience with Ryan’s nib...ling kisses. He ran his lips over the arch of her foot and kissed it delicately. She smiled. He remembered. … ‘On your marks. Get set. GO!’ Rachel called from the other end of the beach. Gemma stood on top of the rocks so she could get a clear view of any cheating that might occur during the race. Chris darted in front of Ryan and Sam, leaping. What are you doing?” she said in a cheery tone.“Oh uh umm nothing. Just thinking I guess” he replied.“About what?” she asked.He made up a story of course, which she bought, and they went inside. He was thinking about Hannah while talking to his mother but finally broke away and went upstairs. He hoped to get some alone time. He went online. “Hannah Harbor. Hannah Harbor” he said aloud but quietly. He put in the name. He searched and he searched, trying a few social networking sites, and finding. When Peyton was a mass of tears and his butt brightpink, Tyrone pushed him off his lap."Gawd! You're such a pantywaist. Just look at you crying like a littlespoiled girl. Hell! How can you call that itty bitty thing of yours apenis anyway? My pit bull has a bigger dick than that. You sure you'renot some silly girl? From what your momma says you even whine andcomplain like one. Now you get this straight. I'm marrying your mommyand you will both accept that and do as you're told or that. You will be left entirely on your own. So,it's your choice. You can sign these documents and go through thecounseling or we can call it quits right now. I'll give you fiveminutes to think about it."With that she got up and walked out of the room. I was too stunned totry and follow or attempt to say a word. I stood there in silencelistening to the wall clock tick away at my fate. When it came rightdown to it, I really didn't have a choice. She had caught me togetherwith Michelle; there was no.