“Take your hands off me De-Roche, I’m not here to service you or to feed you.” Eli hissed out slowly as he raised his eyes to meet Lluc’s ques...ioning stare. “Ah, I see.” He whispered. The silence hung then in the air and Eli churned with both anger and mortification that his star was rapidly burning out to be replaced by someone with half his skill. Someone whose very presence goads him to respond to every slight of phrase as disparagement but who also strikes a fire deep in his groin. Eli. ., I dunno," she said blushing. "I...., I guess so."I just smiled back at her, "Thanks, Pauline. I needed to hear that!"She looked back at me, and an embarrassed smile flashed across her face as she had to look away. I wasn't through with her yet, however. I just HAD to get something out of all of this. My dick was pressing against my pants with one of the most raging hard-on I had ever had. I had noticed Pauline looking down at my crotch a couple of times as we had talked about doing it, but I. Before the English. Before the Dutch. Stuff collected... (stolen) ... from the Māori and hidden away. Not saying that it was taken by the Hotel ... everything had price tags from no longer existing business. Businesses closed during the 1800’s. Police seized articles ... auctions ... garage sales ... estate sales ... found and unclaimed ... amateur archaeologists collections. Just plain scavengers. But not fakes ... the real McCoy.It all started when Jim Bales (11 left wing for Logan Park). The glow of the fireplace was the only light, as I lay down on the sofa. KT traced her fingers up my legs and slowly lowered herself onto her knees. I raised my eyebrows and inhaled sharply, making KT giggle at my nervousness. With gentle precision, KT positioned my legs, bent at the knees and open. I pulled a decorative pillow under my head, and watched as my best friend grasped my thighs and lowered her face between them. Feeling KT's warm breath made me wet, instantly."Ohhhh my God," I.