"What are you going to do?" "Trust us, Greg, nothing bad is going to happen to you," repliedChitra with a smile. Greg shrugged his shoulders and chang...d. The robe was a woman'ssilk robe, and the sensation of the soft material against hishairless body was slightly erotic. He came out of the bathroom and was directed to lie down on themassage table. "Now, this isn't going to hurt, Greg. I just need a steady workarea," stated Neela. "What are you going to do?" he asked. "I'm going to give you some. I wanted the pain to go away so i took the bottle of jack daniels from the living room and i drank it and did somethink i never thought i would do i got my car keys and i drove to harveys moms housewhen i got there bella said "he doesnt want to see you leon and i dont think he wants to see you drunk!" harvey came to the door and said "your drunk?!" i looked at him and said "just a little" harvey took my hand and said "how did you get here if your drunk" i turned around and pointed to my car and. "About your beard," she said, mischief in her eyes. What a flirt I am; I'm terrible, she thought, but he has such kind eyes, even if one is still bloodshot.Robert leaned back and crossed his arms although he had enjoyed her warm nearness, her clean smell, and obvious enthusiasm. "What about it?" I think you should trim it down or shave it off." Do you?" he said, arching an eyebrow at her and stroking at his chin with the back of his fingers. "And why do you think that, my girl?" Well, no. Tell me what that might be.” As He waits for her answer he grasps the offered leash from her hands and twists it in his own, taking up the slack and forcing her body closer to his. She gasps softly as he takes the leash from her and shortens it, causing the leather to tug at the back of her delicate neck. Her breath quickens and darkening stormy eyes boldly rise to meet his, her soft pink tongue slithers from between her crimson lips and slides wetly over them before she speaks, whispering.