With every story Jo read, she replaced a man within it with her brother and a woman within it with herself. And the dirtier, the nastier the content a...d the language was the better. There was one story, or series that Jo liked because it seemed tailor-made for what she wanted to do with her brother; or at least, more tailor-made than most other stories. That story was "Without restraint" by Will Wanton. A story about a sister discovering her brother's perverse lust for her, and then exceedingly. His dark hair, slightly silvered at the sides, was immaculately combed, cut into his nape. His suit was obviously expensive, well tailored and fit as it was designed, Paul Smith, she thought. Jean appraised him, judging his age to be around middle forties. His brown leather shoes that complimented the rest of his garb were polished to a high shine, almost patent in lustre. She realised he was smiling with an enigmatic lift of one corner of his sensuous mouth. Small creases at the edge of his. They see a couple of shows, do a little gambling, and see the sights. They take a drive to Hoover Dam which is fairly close by as well. Olivia has a wonderful time and she is a bit sad when the time comes for them to think about heading home. On the flight home, the plane is more crowded than on the way down so Jack, still wanting to have a little fun, turns to Olivia. "Give me a minute or so then come back to the restroom," he says. He heads back to the restroom and a minute later, Olivia goes. Joey and several others nudged one another as they waited to see how Warren would treat this one. Several women at various stations within the bar also glanced discretely in his direction.Glenda liked what she saw and gave Warren the benefit of her best smile. "Joey's buyin, ' what will you have..." and made the mistake of adding, "handsome?"Once again Warren used this as an opportunity to confirm his status as a legend among his peers. In a well-resonated baritone, he sang out loud enough to.