“That’s what insurance is for, sweetheart,” he chuckled in her ear. She enjoyed the sound. His voice was magical; she was immediately drawn in by it. He would make an exceptional trial lawyer; no jury would stand a chance. He would give his final arguments and the jury would probably give him...
he whispered as he pulled a robe around himself. “I have to talk to you,” she implored, and pushed past him into his small, modest home. “I need to tell you something,” she exclaimed, but she gasped for breath. She felt like she was having an asthma attack, her lungs closed up. She knew this wa...
Argento called out through the door. The water was off; at least he’d remembered he wasn’t an invalid.She patted Jordan’s knee and stood to take care of her other broken misfit. He had pulled the curtain open, and his man parts were modestly covered with the towel. But his legs were not, and they...