“... and you look really cute in my shirt.”“It’s so soft, and even smells like you. I like it a lot.”“It certainly looks better on you tha... it ever did on me.” “In that case, I think I’m going to keep it.”“Oh, really?”“Yep... I’m pretty sure it’s now MY shirt.”“You would send me home naked?”“Well, I do like you naked.”His cock throbbed, painfully stiff, as Karen rubbed up and down the shaft, palming the spongy head. Precum was dribbling from the tip, and Karen spread it all over his dick,. . the usual stuff bypassed by sharp eyes, ears and basic concealment...but in "heat" mode, it's game on. drive in hard, slow down fast, hit the lights, one side of the street to the other, swerve that spotlight, in corners, under cars, even to the fukin' trees... up the alleys, stop in front of the known hiding spots, more lights, click into reverse, back up smooth & fast, back up the street, then hit it down the street, turn down another block... accelerate, use that spotlight. ‘They’re horses, kid. Mares.’ ‘I know, Sol.’ Luke rolled his eyes. ‘I grew up on a farm.’ ‘You don’t look the type.’ Sol shook his head, pulled his wool cap down tighter over his grizzled gray head. ‘But if you say so.’ ‘And you owe me. I won the bet.’ ‘The hell you say.’ Sol stared at him. ‘It’s only December second!’ ‘I know.’ Luke grinned. ‘But I had a proposal, those two I got the cab for. So I win.’ ‘What were the names?’ Sol demanded. ‘The woman was Tabitha and the guy was…Jamie.’ Luke. Kathy Freemantle, Tanner's girlfriend, was a close friend of Dede's. I watched as he quickened his stride to catch up with me. "So, give me the straight dish, man, is it true that you and Dede have called it quits?"I had to assume that Tanner had heard this from Kathy. I saw no reason to deny that we'd broken up, so I told him it was true."Lame move, man. And, for a bogus reason, from what I'm hearing. Why get yourself tied up into knots over what she did in the past? You can't change any of.