“All done. Sex Yet, the visible bruise Bull’s
offensive left in his neck was enough to convince him that, if this
was a joke, someone went too far. “Rest easy, kid, I won’t fuck your ass, you
didn’t prepare it properly. You woke up a few times and we talked.”
“Wait, wait, wait,” Calvin shook his head. You’re but a pawn. “That’s where I sleep”, he said, pointing to the other room at
the end of the hallway. The power of youth! How am I supposed to relax
knowing I can’t leave the house?”
Apparently Bull hasn’t heard all the shattering of glass that happened
half an hour earlier, which baffled Calvin. How about a kiss?”
Calvin smiled and gently held her chin with his thumb and pointer. Well done, well done,
and your cock is still rock hard. Way too brave for someone in his condition, which reminded him of
someone else he was fond of. “You’re treading strange waters, kid, if I were you I would
choose my words better.”
“And what would you do? “You’re so easy to read… “You’re nasty.”
“Well, thank you,” Bull answered, smiling. ‘Sides, if money were
the issue, I’m pretty sure we’d already have tried to negotiate with
you, don’t you think?”
Shit, Calvin thought. “Quiet down, kid! Have you ever
tasted it before?”
This time Calvin willingly looked back at Bull with puppy eyes,
unconscious of it, and shook his head.
