"How 'bout you, bonita?" York's gaze slips over to the lovely, brightly painted lady at his elbow. "Body shots? I don't bite without permission. Promise."
It's too easy to list in her direction, all lean and fine and simmering with a specific kind of hunger. He's out have a good time. Help him make this fun for all of them.
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It's too easy to list in her direction, all lean and fine and simmering with a specific kind of hunger. He's out have a good time. Help him make this fun for all of them.