With Ol’ Windbag up at the head of the table in full steam about legalities, causing Lucky’s eyes to glaze over, he thought, What the hell? and let his imagination out to play. In a brief mental vacation he fisted those highlighted brown locks in his callused hands, as Bo’s enticingly sinful lips got down to business. Oh, baby, I bet you could suck the sheets straight up my ass, city boy.
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