On his other hip was a tattoo, black ink hard against his skin, of a wolf's head silhouetted against the moon. It was hard to believe as he slept, so ...oft and fragile seeming, that all about the boy when he was awake was like the wolf. The one on his hip and the silver one he wore strung around his tender throat at all times. His neck tasted of leather and metal and cinnamon, part of the scent that made him up. Kieran smiled with delight every time his nostrils scented that fragrance anew.When. The roads were still impassable. I showered and went downstairs for breakfast. The other gal there, Terri, grinned at me knowingly. She took my order saying, “You’d better eat hearty. We are gonna be slow and I bet Grannie will take you upstairs as soon as she can.”Sure enough, as soon as the meager breakfast crowd was over, Myrtle said, “Nap time.” I followed and this time she gave me the best head I’d ever had. I ate her in return and two more loads satisfied both of us. Lunch was slow and. More

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