He begins to unbutton his shirt and I pull the cover past my mouth as I bite my lip in anticipation.My step brother was built like a steel fox, so sle...der and yet so masculine, the ridges of his torso and abdominal muscles clenching to his well fitted shirt like a women entwined with a lover. So natural, and so beautiful.His discarded shirt lay on the floor as he stares me in the eyes and begins to unbutton his jeans and slips them down removing them effortlessly. He sits in just his boxers at. This trip was no different. We listened to amazing live music, ate great food from morning till night, and we smoked weed that had us glued to the sofa, practically comatose and simultaneously giggling, for six hours straight. We met the locals, made friends, we traveled the countryside, him taking breathtaking images and me getting inspiration for my some future project. I wasn’t sure what that inspiration was or what project that would be at the time but any time I have the opportunity to. I figured that he'd check her out a bit and then come and get my signature. He pushed on the bed a bit, apparently trying to determine how soundly she as sleeping. Santos then glanced over at the balcony and began walking towards it to I assumed get my signature. But rather than opening the sliding glass door, he instead peaked through the small crack that I had just moved away from and pretended to be totally engrossed in my phone conversation, and then I heard the distinct sound of the. Just then Lucille wandered in, followed quickly by the troops.Eddie: So what did the esteemed Senator say?Lucille: See for yourself.She handed Wes and Eddie each a badge and identification card.Lucille: Welcome to the Federal Investigative Task Force specializing in Senate Investigations. The others stay on the Senator's payroll as researchers. You two have permits to travel armed anywhere in the United States.Eddie: So guys, here is the deal. We had a break in here. You all knew that. Thanks.