Maybe you left the club together?" Stevebegan."At Duvall's place they found hair samples that look very much likeyours. I bet if they took a sample o... your hair it would match thehairs found at the crime scene as would the DNA they found from thenon-secretor. I bet your fingerprints would also match some of thosetaken at the scene." The symbols written in lipstick over the bed; they translate to EtaLambda Pi, the fraternity that Benjamin Roach, Jamaal Washington andSpencer Duvall pledged when. His thrill of being seen naked had prevented him from becoming a life studies model, despite Margo's urging. Kneeling with his back to the surf meant he faced the other couple. They gleefully watched his two women caressing his cock and making him hard. He enjoyed the attention even as he considered the stray thought, his two women. Was that true? On some level, weren't they both his women? Hadn't he promised his undying love and protection to both women? And didn't that make him their man as. It was just too sketchy for anyone to deal with Spence and meright now. I couldn't even really blame any of them. Three nightsstraight, I'd had to duck assholes looking to fuck me up. I was sneakyenough to give them the slip so far, but it was only a matter of time,especially since Spence wasn't going to just sit on his ass forever.His arm was on the mend, and I'd just tossed a week in the trash withoutanything even close to a deal."There's gotta be something," I tried, switching to begging. The woman had what she wanted.She fell on him with a sigh and the boy instinctively rolled her over, wiggled himself deeper into her and satisfied himself, pumping out four ropes of thick jism and sobbing as he did so. She pushed him away and hurried to the washroom to clean herself out, sure her barriers were in place but not liking the feel of Joe's spend coursing down the inside of her thighs. Joe lay back, exhausted and confused.She came back to the narrow bed and patted the boy's belly,.