I know you’ve been dreaming about it.” Shay picked up her rhythm, sucking harder, encouraged by his pleasure. He grabbed the back of her hair, p...lling her head up and down on his cock, nearly choking her with it, “Suck it bitch….god you’re such a sexy slut.” He suddenly yanked her head up, making her eyes water with the sting of it, and thrust his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard and pulling her against him. He turned over, pinning her under him, he pushed her knees apart with his. I was sorely tempted to blow his fucking head off right then, but all I had were my two pistols, and the bodyguards were armed with sawed-off shotguns.Well, I told the head tax collector what I thought of him and the new laws, but I managed to leave without getting myself shot. That would not have done anybody any good. I left the courthouse trying to figure out how I was going to get out of paying those outrageous taxes. Furthermore, I wondered if there was anything I could do to help the. Hands touching rock, groping to find purchase, seeking a firm footing. There was so much area to cover and so much detail, and for what? A sense of accomplishment? ‘Rock climbing and shaving are solitary sports,’ he thought. Something we do in private to make us feel better in public. Shaving was a chore he hated. Yet his mother would be unhappy if he didn’t shave. Sighing, he pulled the electric shaver from the travel bag. Was that a telephone ringing? He twisted the cap off the shaving head. “I’m going to stay home with my mom. She needs me.” “Oh… Yeah, okay.” For once, Donny doesn’t even argue. “Well, I got to get to class. I’ll see ya all at lunch.” “Later, Donny.” I pull Nicole aside and look into those beautiful eyes of hers. Green again. She’s wearing a tie, a sweater vest, with a short sleeve white collared shirt. And of course charcoal grey slack shorts with knee-high black socks. For being so steampunk, she makes formal wear looks sexy as hell. “I was thinking. Now that.