Apparently, his sudden move finally made the other turn, and Cory’s mouth formed a perfect silent ‘O’. The long dark hair moved against the shou...ders as if it was made of silk. For someone born and raised in the wild, that seemed impossible. He doubted the slave took the time to brush or wash his hair. Or maybe he’d just been pampered to be presented to his new master.The man’s face was carved in dark marble. The hard planes of his face made him harsh and masculine, but the delicate nose and. .. will you?"She sat sort of stunned for awhile and then wrapped her arms around me and kissed me laughing at the same time. Then she sobered up and said, "You are going to hear a lot of stories. They have grown a lot from reality and some say I fucked the entire football team one night. God knows I might have if they had caught me right but they didn't. It was just Chuck and his two friends Don and Bob." Not to worry Kit." and I took my ring off of my little finger that used to be my Dad's. And the strength training would benefit the boxing as well. I really didn't like hurting other guys, for no reason at least, but fuck it—if your in that ring, they're gonna hurt you, so you might as well hurt them first. After a couple of sips of my coffee, and a pop tart as well, there was a knock at the door. Jeez—it's just 9:00 AM. Lazily walking to the front door and opening it, I liked to have lost my shit. There stood Mark Mattox, and Maurice Jones. “What the fuck do you fucks want?” I. Hennessey is far more capable than me, and far too impatient to deal with my meddling.’ John chuckled, laughing at my impudence and the redoubtable Mrs. Hennessey, our housekeeper. We lapsed into a companionable silence. Hesitantly, I inched a hand over and slipped it into his own. Surprised, he turned his head to look at me. I smiled slightly, and he tugged me toward him. I settled my head into the hollow between his shoulder and his neck, and his breath ruffled my hair. ‘What’s this, hmm?’.