One of the guys was the owner’s son who was in town for the summer after his semester at college ended. He was a hot white guy who was super ripped,... I know because sometimes he would wear a tank top when it got real hot outside. That caught my attention immediately. Once I found that out I started to read outside under the shade, hoping he would notice me. It didn’t take long, but I came up with a good excuse to get him inside the house where I could give him an opportunity to maybe get some. "I find many problems with it, Sir Torbert," Jorgarn said. "The language is not court language of Longview. It almost seems as though the person who dictated the letter wanted to seem more knowledgeable than he – or she – is. My father would have Lady Eslada compose almost every official letter from his desk. The biggest problem is that it is not my father's signature. It is not even close and, well, it is misspelled."Denae, who had grasped the Longview language well, held out her hand for the. "Never?" I asked, reaching to brush back a lock of hair from her face."No." Luke! Get down here!" Chrissy called from the below, anger audible in her voice. Yet I couldn't tear my eyes from Cat's face."You had better go, the little woman calls." Shit, Cat. If she sees this lump, I'm a dead man." I replied, knowing I would be cut off for the night and wanting to stay with Cat instead."Well, I'd offer to help but you need Chrissy's permission first."I covered my disappointment by grumbling about. The spandex would ensure a stingy fit. The legsof the jeans clinged to her long legs all the way down tothe tops of her ankles. There was a gold zipper about fiveinches long on the outside of her leg at the bottom. Thezipper had a charming one-inch hoop attached at the end.The butt of the low rider jeans fit skin-tight and smoothbecause there weren't any pockets or designs. The onlyother feature was the zipper that replaced the crotch seam.Right where a normal front button would be, was where.