I wasn’t looking for any repeat performances.At work, though, I brushed off any passes and flirtations that came my way from male lawyers. I didn’...t need the hassle of being considered a sex object in the courtroom and at the negotiating table. I’ve heard that spurned men tend to salve their egos by declaring the woman who rebuffed them a lesbian. I suppose that talk around the water cooler may have pegged me as a native of the isle of Lesbos.There hadn’t been that many passes from guys, though.. “Come on, show me.”It was a gouge about six inches long just behind the fender well, slightly above the bumper, the black paint was scraped away, bare metal glinted accusing at Morgan making her cry again. Brad inspected the damage knowing full well his sister was in deep shit. There was no way to cover up her crime, to hide the evidence. She led the way back into the house then fled for her sanctuary, leaving her brother alone.Their father would be home in an hour.He sat in his room thinking. Her technique is remarkable. But most remarkably, no matter how deep she goes – and she goes very deep – her beautiful eyes remain locked on yours.You’re struck by how little you know about her. You’re boats passing – no, colliding in the night. She seems so comfortable at your feet, going to town on a stranger’s dick, and nowhere is that comfort better expressed than in those eyes. They stare at you, wide and brown, without a trace of shame or restraint in their loving depths. “How am I. I’ll be right back.”I nodded, half listening, as he walked off. My eyes darted from piece to piece, drinking in the beauty. I walked up to one of the sculptures and carefully caressed the curves and edges. There wasn’t one flaw I could make out. I leaned down and peered through the small circular hole in the center and saw a photograph that caught my eye on the far wall. I stood and walked over.Jack was centered, with Derek and another man at his flanks. They appeared as though they were best.