Darren pulled away; his self control waning. He lost the ability to retract his fangs. ?Kayla, wait,? he warned. ?Too tired?? Kayla asked, def...ated. ?Yes,? he lied but began to regret the decision, ?Wait?, actually, there’s something I need to tell you.? It didn’t matter that it was two o’clock in the morning; Kayla needed to know the truth and Darren had finally found the courage to admit it. ?What’s wrong?? Kayla questioned innocently. Darren flicked on the light. I ran back into the den to grab my clutch and then I headed out the door behind the nicest ass I have ever seen on a guy who’s not Lenny Kravitz. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… As we drove to the restaurant to meet her folks, I couldn’t get over how amazing Li looked tonight. She always looked good, as beautiful as she is I don’t think it’s possible for her not to, but this night she went all out. Her reddish-brown curls were pinned up loosely, and she was wearing a glistening blue. Jimmy also portrays sex acts, of course, in his art--mostly fellatio andanal intercourse, since his illustrations' and paintings' personae aretranssexuals and transvestites. In one such drawing (Sacrilege), a groomis shocked to walk in on his shemale bride while, still in her bridalgown, the skirts of which she has hiked above her hips, she fucks a nunin her ass, their lovemaking taking place, according to the background,inside the very church in which, presumably, the shemale bride was. Really. This shit is too much for me. I love my wife and my kids. I love you. I hate this life. Too many backstabbers. Too many life suckers. The last time I went out with Belinda there were guys hitting on her when I went to the head. There is no more honor. There is no more brotherhood, except with you. I am going to do it. You know Belinda loves you. I think that she loves you more than me because of the way I have been. Please, my brother. Take care of my family and if Belinda does love.