They spoke often of books each had enjoyed or not enjoyed, sharing authors, poems and even the occasional online story favourite.She was waiting, and ...remembering; remembering the first tentative email. He is just like you, a victim of love lost, her friend had told her. He needs someone to talk to, just like you do. Someone who could understand. A sympathetic ear. So she sent the email, expecting nothing yet hoping for everything. And waited. She waited a lot, and sometimes felt like all she. He even got artistic and painted signs on the sides advertising their smithy.The others thought it was cute and the Flatbed sure made delivering their decorative wrought iron gates and other products a lot faster and easier, as well as bringing the raw materials home. The men had several new commissions they were working on so Serpin and Collin taking the Flatbed for a week or so to deliver the sword wasn’t a real problem.Rockslide was close to four hundred klicks away. They decided they could. ”I hear the sense of his speech. “How else may I have ID I need?” I ask.He turns to me. “Well, Hugo, we’re going to get you your very own ID,” he says. “A real one, in your own name and not some fake.”“But how, Irving?” asks Linda. “Danny and— Cut. I couldn’t—”“Your brother is safe, Linda,” Irving stops her. “And you’re safe, and Hugo is safe. Keep the Tremaine ID for now, it will pass muster under casual inspection and for him to have none at all could create problems. But try to avoid having. Maybe you’ll find a man who gets your motor going, but why worry about it? Are you happy?’ ‘Yeah, I am. You’re right mom. I won’t sweat it anymore, you know why?’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because I am a hot lezzie slut, just like my Mom!’ Julie purred and she moved down Sabrina’s compact body. She feasted hungrily again and gave her sexuality no further thoughts. She felt good 24-7, did it matter how she achieved it? Tonight, she was going out with Almond, Natalie and Noreen. The girls hadn’t met Almond yet and.