Gerard has several rooms for his sculptures, for example." Sculptures? Is he an artist?" Well, he thinks he is," she said with a grin. "Nah, now I'm b...eing mean. He's actually pretty good, though Dad wishes he'd go do something with his life for a change." Where does your other brother sleep? You said you had three brothers, right?" Uh-huh. Peter and his wife live downtown; they have a gorgeous penthouse overlooking the river that they got as a wedding gift from my dad. They moved there once. Montgomery ignored the man and reached to his lapel where a microphone hung, delicately pushing the button with his huge fingers.“Central, contact dispatch, tell them I have an assault and unlawful detainment.” he spoke into the microphone, but we couldn’t hear a response. When he made a vague gesture towards his ear, then nodded, I realized he had an earpiece.The elevator dinged as the doors opened and all three of us turned to see Wendy Duff, looking very much the part of the Masai warrior. She reached up and ran her fingers through is blond hair. He entwined his fingers in her long blonde tresses and jerked her closer. With his other hand he cupped her breast through her tank top and began kneading her nipple. With his tongue, he trailed kisses until he reached her earlobe. With his teeth he nibbled lightly on her ear. ‘You like that don’t you?’ he whispered. ‘Yes,’ she said in a whisper. She moved her hand lower and began drawing circles around his nipples. He slid her first. Caresses the shaft like a beast I wanted to tame, I hefted and offered the other ball to Anastasia."Let me show you how its done little girl. Try to keep up."Then I attacked the sweet man-fruit. My tongue lathed and lambasted his wrinkled skin, feeling as it slowly expanded until the scrotum was smooth, his testicle engorging with sack-syrup. I rolled the fat ball in my hand, licking its every angle and crevice, not letting an inch of colossal coconut escape my probing tongue. Then I set my.