He decided that he was going to turn the truck over to Arman since he really didn't have a use for it anymore.Breakfast was in full swing inside. Wayl...n could get a full American style breakfast if he wanted, but he was enjoying some of the fresh fruit offerings their last grocery run had provided. He exchanged greetings with the new faces and found a place at the big table.Deni bustled around the table and filled Waylon's glass, "Bacon and eggs this morning, Mr. Waylon?" Tempting, but how. ” “I’ll be there thirty minutes after you leave.” Lana arrived at her hotel room and slid out of her black Kasper knee-length, scoop neckline, sleeveless crepe sheath dress. She kicked off her sensible black heels and turned on the sink. Lana removed her underwear. She grabbed one of the fluffy white washcloths and a bar of her Dove soap. She lathered up and washed her body. As she lathered up with vanilla fragranced body lotion, she looked at the clock. She estimated Corbin would arrive in a. .." She was crying. I wanted to comfort her and lifted my right arm to pull her in for a hug. When Catherine felt my arm go around her, she surrendered to my wish and laid across my chest, crying like a baby. I held her for a long time, while she let it all out.I discovered I liked feeling her in my arms, even if she was crying. Her body felt strong and vulnerable at the same time. As she cried on my chest, I could feel her strong muscles and wet tearsWhen it was over, Catherine looked deeply. Not like those fag’s in school he’d so despised. The one’s he and his mates beat down behind the school. Sometimes in the gym, sometimes in the effing school building even. Like the time he and Kevin Maddox and Stephen Dawson had--Tom started erect. Oh, fuck. He hadn’t thought about Stephen for years, had he? Suddenly tense, he glanced quickly around the kitchen, lest someone witness his reaction. He took a compulsive sip of beer, then a long swig, downing half the bottle. He gasped and.