“You can’t be serious?” Hemlock looked up at her. “It’s a Harley.” She flipped her hair and caught just a glint of shine from the sun. The skirt of her light blue suit went just past her knees and the white blouse made certain to hide anything sensual from view. “So the logo says, but when did they start making …
“Cheating on my boyfriend.” The smirk on her face betrayed the shake of her head. The brunette turned her back to him and leaned both bare elbows on the bar. The black PVC corset she wore pushed her cleavage up to the point a man could balance his drink on it. Hemlock laughed. “Fuck, no. There doesn’t have to be sex …
Author’s note: this is part two of Hemlock and the Kippers. This is more chapter than complete short story and I do recommend reading from part one to get up to date. Perhaps an inadvertent beginning to a novel. Hemlock wrapped blonde curls around his hand and tugged hard. Soon his cock was thrusting into the young blonde to the …
“You’re outta here.” Hemlock grinned and looked down at the guard. “Thanks, Barker.” Barker pushed a button to release the lock. “My birthday today.” “That’s right. Enjoy it, brother, and don’t let me ever catch you in here again.” Barker opened the gate and stepped out into the parking lot. A fireplug short man holding muscled arms and legs beneath his white …
