Much better. Thank you." He leaned forward to press the side of his face into his brother's neck, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex and an unmis...akeably ...Mycroft smell. And that was a good thing. He leaned back, his eyes clear again. "Thank you for ...this, brother." "Come back sooner, Sherlock. Before it gets this bad." There was only a slight hint of warning. Mycroft pulled out of him, the noise obscene, and handed him his rather disheveled clothes and attempted to straighten his. It?sdifficult to describe the internal conflicts occurring as I, the man of the houseam sitting on the floor, naked, licking oatmeal from a bowl as my wife sitsbefore me on a chair in her power suit eating fresh fruit and reading thepaper. Humiliated, emasculated, aroused, and very much in love. She snaps her finger and I see her pointing her wellmanicured finger to the floor just to the side of her right foot. I crawl underthe table and place my bowl where her finger was pointing. I feel her. “When can we see them!”“Don’t know. Some stranger was the perp. A white guy, scruffy, looked to be on something was what James’ man told me. He just pulled a gun and started shooting, no conversation, threats, anything. Probably just after cash, maybe for drugs. Who knows?” said Carlton.“What about Andrew?” She said, her brow arching up in concern.“He’s in a bad way. He likely saved Kari’s life. Fuck! We will never be able to make this shit up to him, none of it.“He’s in a medically induced. I’m pretty sure that they are going to be your women, too. Their loyalty to me will become directed to everyone in the group.“You’ve got to be ready for it. You don’t realize that this isn’t just some platonic kind of goodwill that we will come to feel for each other. Every one of those women has a healthy libido and an active sex life. It is inevitable that our closeness and loyalty will result in physical intimacy, between all of us.”“I’m not going to poach Leanne or Kara from you. They’re.