“Hey, now. I don’t pretend to be the lover of just anyone, you know. I expect to be treated right. You have to tell me I’m pretty. Only then can you...
While Rayner expounded on the tactical advantages of slugthrowers, Jeryd busied himself with a rummage through his own pockets. As his fingers dipped...
From behind a privacy screen, Jeryd negotiated a truce with his eclectic selection of clothes. While the long-sleeved emerald shirt clung to him like...
When Rayner showed renewed interest in the namana-yellow trousers, Jeryd suspected mischief. What kind of ulterior motive drove him to such a sudden...