It curved upwards from his body and he moaned when I squeezed it.I bent close and pressed my lips to the exposed skin on his hip. I heard his sharp in...take of breath when I sucked on the skin and left a love bite there. I breathed deeply of his rich, manly scent as my hand continued to stroke up and down the hard length of his swollen manhood."Oh, God," I heard him moan as my tongue finally reached out and licked across the tip. It was already oozing pre-cum and I tasted the saltiness as I. Another thing he looked at was a cobbler’s shop. He needed new boots. His old pair had begun to wear down and had started causing him problems with his feet and ankles.“How long would it take to fit two sets of light boots for road traveling?” he asked the old man. He looked around the shop and could tell it had been open for quite some time. Shoes, boots, sandals, and other assorted foot-ware he couldn’t identify hung from the walls. The smell of leather and glue was thick in the air of the. It was a little easier for me to talk to Miranda than to most people, mainly because she was becoming accustomed to my struggles with ‘normal’ conversation. But she had an unattractive habit of pushing boundaries just a bit, as if testing how far she could take certain things. For example, no one before Miranda had ever attempted to discuss my family with me. ‘Are you going to be seeing family over Thanksgiving?’ she asked during a meal she had prepared for us. It was eight days after our. ”“I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised,” Vos said, collapsing into his chair and rubbing his temple with one hand. “I’ve never given you cause to trust me, of course this is the conclusion that you would reach. When the reports from the UNNI agents that I had assigned to keep tabs on you became ... less informative, I guessed that they had added me to the list of suspects. I have to commend you for being thorough, at least.”“I would prefer that you came quietly,” Moralez continued. “I don’t want.