....chuckle escaped his lips when he realized that his gun was no longer there. The pieces of the puzzle started falling into place. His gal Turi must have lifted his gun when Uztopoke's hands were otherwise occupied pleasuring the poor boy.

Uztopoke had to think fast. With Omar and company hot on his heels, there was only one thing to do.....


I have a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve -
I have a history of taking off my shirt.....