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Subject: Willow chapter ten by Cutter09 gay adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories available for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. http://donate./donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Willow chapter 10 On the third of January, we all piled into the stretch Escalade to deliver Mark’s parents and Billy to the airport. Billy sat beside me in the very back. “Cole is great, Mark too. But that little Eric is gonna be a hottie in a couple of years. Maybe you should try him out.” I shoved his shoulder. “Stop it! I have enough on my plate already.” Although my mind did flash to seeing Eric on the security monitor. We both laughed, and he added, “Just saying. Hell I might even give him a go.” “You’re just a horny fucker.” Little did I know how apparent that would become later. Cole had been on the phone, turned toward me and said, “The studio is really insistent you come sign the contract for the new movie.” “Get Craig Burroughs on the phone for me.” Craig was quick to calm me down. “It’s part of the game, Willow. Next Wednesday the Oscar nominees will be announced. If your name is on the list, your price triples. They know that, so just wait. Of course you could even wait till you win, and the sky’s the limit. But you may not want to risk that.” “Do you think my name will be on the list?” “You’re number one at the box office in twenty two nations so, yeah.” I chuckled, “Only twenty two? What’s up with the others?” “Some you’re at number two and they don’t even speak English, others the movie hasn’t been released in, and some don’t even have `Gone With The Wind’ yet.” We dropped everyone at the airport and after long and tearful goodbyes got back into the car. “Cole, call the studio and tell them Craig will talk to them next Thursday. And tell them I want a copy of the script before I agree to anything.” Cole made the call and by the time we got home he said the studio wanted to remind me that Craig had already approved of the story, but they would send someone over today. I trusted Craig, and liked him, but I wasn’t sure about doing a movie without reading it first. He had gotten me the first movie, and I have made a shitload of money on it, plus I might be nominated for an Oscar because of it, so I should just go with his gut instinct. And Saul liked him enough to have him on his staff, and assign him to me, so I don’t know why I even question it. At three o’clock, we were sitting by the pool drinking ice tea and soaking up some sun, when the doorbell rang. Mark immediately reached under the towel that was laying on his lap, for the gun I knew was always there. Milly came out and said, “Cameron is here to see you.” A casually dressed man of around forty followed her out. “Willow, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Cameron. I will be directing your next film.” “That’s pretty presumptuous of you. I haven’t agreed to anything yet. Leave the script and I will think about it.” “I’m a little embarrassed to say I don’t have a script yet. You see, this will be a groundbreaking film. It’s based on a short story I read on Nifty Archives.” “What is Nifty Archives?” I asked, still in the dark. “It’s an erotica site.” “You want me to make a porno? You do know I’m only thirteen, right?” “Please hear me out. This story is about a boy your age who goes to college. He’s one of those super geniuses, working on his Doctorate. He meets and falls in love with his roommate. I know you’re thinking “how does a boy of thirteen fall in love with an eighteen year old male?” I quickly glanced over at Cole and he had a shit eating grin on his face. “I’m still listening,” I informed Cameron. “The author doesn’t write your standard porn story. His characters are great, and the stories have substance. This story is about the struggle the boy has being accepted. First because of his intellect, then because of his homosexuality, and then by his family when they find out the truth about their relationship.” “So why don’t you have a script?” “The author won’t let us use it. He’s afraid it’ll turn into a porno. But if I could show him you’re onboard, I’m sure I can convince him.” “What’s the story called?” Cole asked, looking at his pad. “Declan’s School Experience” by Cutter09, though we may change it.” Cole had brought the story up on his pad and handed it to me. “So why do you want to do this so bad? You said something about groundbreaking?” “Well, I’m almost positive it will be the first major motion picture based on an erotic short story, but mostly because it deals with adult youth homosexual relationships. Young people have sex we all know. I think that this boy being a genius will make it acceptable in a way. It pushes the boundaries of how people view sex and children. It will make people question the age of consent laws.” I looked at him for a moment. “Do you know how I got rich?” “I know what the rumors are. There are those laws in place, and some people broke the law. I also heard it was without consent regardless of the law, so they deserved what they got. But I suspect those same laws hit pretty close to home presently,” he said glancing at Cole. “And my last movie. I suppose you heard those rumors as well. And you still think I should do this film?” “I saw your last film, and yes I’ve heard those rumors as well. I don’t think anyone but you should or could do this role.” I studied him a minute then said, “I will read the story. And tentatively will agree to the film if Cutter09 writes the screenplay, and I get script approval before I sign.” “I thought you might say that, so I asked him to start on the screenplay.” “Do you think he’ll do it?” “Nifty authors aren’t paid. I offered him a million for his script. Yeah I think he will.” I read the story, and could see what Cameron meant about the underlying story. Although I did feel that certain aspects should be elaborated on to really make it more obvious. The interesting thing was, it was told from the roommates point of view, not my character’s. I spent the evening reading more of Cutter’s stories as well as other’s. Cameron was right about this writer being different. Although it essentially was erotica, it wasn’t written just to provoke stroking off. The sex was there for sure, but not page after page of moaning, groaning, slurping sex. Whether or not I could do a film like that also crossed my mind. In my first movie there was only one sex scene and it was a rape. This film called for repeated sex scenes where I actually initiate sex with an older guy. I also worried about doing another movie that was so heavily dependant on sex. Would I become known as a sex movie actor and nothing more? Very few child actors have lifelong careers as it is. Most never make it as adults, either they age out, or are not as cute, etc. Will I be type casting myself as a child porn star and age out even sooner? By the time I went to bed, I was ready for some moaning and groaning of my own. Cole was very accommodating as usual. As I wrapped my legs around Cole, I thought about how Declan had welcomed his eighteen year old lover between his legs too. The character and I had a lot in common. We’re both young and small for our age, we have a well endowed teen lover, and we aren’t close to our families. But Declan was a lot more innocent than I am. I’ve had several cocks in me, and he’s had only one. Our teen lovers were inexperienced too, but very good at satisfying us. I must have gotten caught up in the story, because as Cole was pounding a load out of me, I called him Bry, Declan’s lover’s name. Cole stopped for a second, grinned down at me and said, “That’s right Declan, throw that tight butt up at me. Give up that hole for me.” And he continued to fuck me hard. By the time he filled me with his copious load, I was calling balıkesir escort out for Bry to give it to me. He collapsed on me, breathing heavily. “I’m sorry Cole, I don’t know what got into me.” “Apparently it was Bry’s cock,” he laughed. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind a little role play once in a while.” Right then, I had another crazy idea. Cole would be perfect for the part of Bry. I wondered if he could do it, or more specifically would do it. But then, did I really want Cole to have a career in movies? Would he still want me if he didn’t depend on me for a source of income? I would hate to think our relationship was that shallow, so maybe I should find out. When the Oscar nominees were announced, my name was on the list. On Thursday, Craig called and told me he had negotiated for five million plus points for the new movie. I told him I still wanted to see the script that Cutter09 was writing before I signed. Craig said I had script approval in the contract. An hour later Cole hands me the phone saying, “I think you want to take this call.” “Hello.” “Is this Willow?” “Yes. Who’s this?” “I’d introduce myself, but you already know me as Cutter09.” “Ah, yes. Mr. 09, or is it Mr. Cutter?” “Just Cutter will do,” he laughed. “I’m just calling to be sure you really are onboard to do the movie. When Cameron approached me for movie rights, he said you were being considered for the role of Declan. That’s the only reason I agreed to it.” “Are you sure it wasn’t the million dollars they’re paying?” “To me, the million is for writing the screenplay. I actually think you are perfect for the role, that’s why I would allow it.” “Well, I only agreed to do it if you wrote the screenplay. It seems Cameron’s been busy playing both ends against the middle.” He chuckled again. “He certainly wants to make this movie. Considering where he found the story, makes you wonder about his um… proclivities.” “It sure does. Speaking of which, there are certain aspects of the story I thought needed enhancing. For instance, Declan doesn’t seem to wrestle with his sexuality at all, yet that is part of the underlying story.” “Well, the story was written in the first person, from Bry’s point of view. He does have problems acknowledging his sexuality. Declan is a super genius. He’s known and accepted his homosexuality for a long time. His problems arise from his genius, and not being accepted because of it. Like many young homosexuals, he feels like an outcast, and even estranged from his parents because of his intellect. In the screenplay, I can show more of both points of view, and will expand on the period of time just after their encounter with Spiderneck, and their struggle with being accepted as a couple. I think that is where Cameron’s interests lie. In presenting a situation where a child can have a sexual relationship with an adult that could be accepted by the general public.” “It seems we’re on the same page. I look forward to reading the script.” So it appeared I was going to make another movie, and another five million at least. Life was grand. Right? Until it wasn’t. After dinner that night, Mark asked to speak to me in private. “Willow, I don’t know how to say this, so I’ll be blunt. I think I need to get away for a while.” “What are you saying? Like a vacation? No problem.” “No, not a vacation. I need… I need to get away from you. I’m sorry, I just can’t handle this any longer.” Tears began welling up in my eyes. “No… Please Mark. Why? What can I do?” “It’s not you. I love you, you know that. But I can’t give you what you need. You’re with Cole now and I know I pushed you into it… But I can’t be around you and not have you.” “You can have me. Anytime. Please Mark!” “Yes, I know I can, but I won’t. Let me show you something.” He pulled up something on his pad and handed it to me. “What is that? It looks like your dick only longer.” “Precisely. It’s a Doc Johnson Dick Rambone dildo. It’s seventeen inches long, but the last four inches is a suction cup and the balls. It’s 2.3 inches in diameter. I’m 2.7 inches in diameter and about half an inch shorter than the usable part of it.” “So you want to use that on me first. Is that what you’re saying?” “Nope, not even close. Watch this.” He pulled up a video of a fat man, naked, backing up to a Rambone, suctioned to the wall. I could hear the man grunting every time he pushed back on it, and he wasn’t even taking the whole thing. Although I must admit, I wondered if he was hollow inside to be able to do that. “See, he can take it. So can I.” “Keep watching,” Mark replied. After a couple of minutes, the guy pulled off the dildo and turned his ass to the camera. His sphincter was like a cavern. He then placed his whole fist in his ass. It was pretty gross. I was stunned. “That’s what repeated use of a cock this size does. And I won’t do that to you. I know if I stay around, I’m gonna break down and fuck you. I can’t be around you and not want to. You’ve made it clear that you would allow it, but I can’t. Maybe when you’re old and fat like that guy, but not now, and not anytime soon.” I was devastated. I cried, begged, and cried some more. “I’ll stay until I can find a suitable replacement,” he said, concluding the discussion. As you can imagine, I wasn’t in the mood for sex that night. Cole was very understanding, and consoling. He knew how I felt about Mark and was aware of our relationship, although he probably wasn’t unhappy about his competition leaving. The next day, I was trying to keep my mind off of Mark’s leaving. I called Cameron and suggested Cole for the role of Bry. He was reluctant, considering Cole had never done any acting. I pointed out that I hadn’t either, and was now up for an Oscar. “But you’re brilliantly gifted, and this is a highly sensitive role dealing with a highly sensitive subject.” “Should I point out that there is a lot of very intimate contact between the two characters. That wouldn’t be a problem for Cole and I, whereas it might come across as fake between me and someone I don’t know. I’m not saying it’s a deal breaker, but I would like it if he could at least audition for the part.” “Okay, I won’t guarantee he’ll get the part, but I will audition him. Now, we have another problem to discuss. Cutter refuses to give me a script without you signing up. You won’t sign until we have a script. You two have me in a crossfire here. How do you propose to solve this?” “I’ll talk to Cutter.” “Okay, I’ll text you his number…” “Don’t bother, I’ve got it,” I chuckled. “Shit!” he said, realizing we had been in touch. “You’ve just gotten into the industry and already know how to work it.” I called Cutter and we came to an agreement. He’d send me as much of the script he had completed as long as I didn’t give it to anyone else. I agreed to sign up or not based on what he sent. He had about seventy five percent done, so I had no problem with that. Later, Milly said, “May I speak to you in private Mr. Green?” She had finally come to call me Willow when it was only us and the guys, so I knew something was up. I could tell she was near tears too. “Mark told me he’s leaving. I know it’s not my place to say anything, but I thought maybe there was something you could do to make him stay.” “I’ve tried Milly. He’s determined to leave.” “Well, um… You know, men are simple creatures. It doesn’t really take much to make them happy. A nice home, good food, … a warm bed.” I just stared at her, so she continued. “Okay, look. Maybe if you do for him what you do for Cole, what you did for Billy, maybe he would stay.” I’m sure I looked shocked. I had no idea she was aware of mine and Cole’s activities, or what Billy and I had done. Noticing my expression she said, “I know how boys and men are. I’m the one that changes the sheets and washes the towels around here. I’m just saying, if you want bartın escort him to stay, maybe throwing a little his way could help.” She wasn’t being judgemental, she didn’t even seem upset about me and Billy. She merely wanted Mark to stay. “Milly, I’ll make this as delicate as possible. That has been available to Mark since before we moved here. By his choice he has declined to take advantage of it.” She started to say something but I stopped her with a hand in the air. “Mark would be considered a rather gifted man. I dare say even you would have trouble accommodating him. He doesn’t want to harm me, so he refuses to partake, in spite of wanting to. He is a very strong man to have resisted this long, Lord knows I’ve tried to break his will.” Her eyes searched mine for a moment. “I’m sorry to have embarrassed you like this by speaking out of turn. I know you love him too, and I should have known you were doing everything possible. If he turned you down, I guess I shouldn’t even bother offering myself. That would have been my next move.” “Well Milly, you never know. Maybe you should give it a go,” I said jokingly. “You say he’s gifted huh?” she said with an impish smile. “Extremely.” “Do you think he’s into grandmotherly types?” “I don’t even want that picture in my head Milly.” A couple of days later I overheard Cole talking to Mark. “C’mon Man, you’ve got to stay. He loves you, we all love you.” “Thanks Cole, but it’s not that simple.” “He said you wouldn’t stay because you don’t want to hurt him. I’ll let you do me if you want.” “It’s a nice offer. I know you’re a top, so it shows how much you love him too. Look at this, it’s roughly the size of mine.” Mark showed him the same video he showed me. When it started Cole exclaimed, “Holy shit!” Then, “Where is he putting all that?” At the end, “Look at his hole, you could drive a car through it.” “That’s what your hole would look like in a week. Are you sure you want that?” “So, what are you gonna do?” “Either go straight and stretch out some woman’s vagina, or find a stretched out old man to fuck,” Mark replied with more than a little disgust. “Yuck, neither of those options sound appealing. I used to think it would be nice to have a bigger cock, but now I’m not so sure.” “From what I hear at night, I’d say yours was perfect,” Mark complimented. I had to agree. Cole was great. And though I loved Mark, I guess it wasn’t meant to be, and I was just going to have to accept it. As I read the portion of the screenplay that Cutter had sent, I couldn’t help but picture the character Bry with Cole’s face. In my mind, Cole was Bry. Very similar personalities and looks. Not to mention cock size. It was almost like Cutter had met Cole and wrote the story with him in mind. And my similarities to Declan, made it seem like a casting dream. At least to me it was. Cole tried for the part, but Cameron and the producers seemed reluctant to cast him in the role. That is until I offered to let them take his half million salary out of my pay. The story is actually narrated by Cole’s character, Bry, so he has a much larger role than I do. Besides the actual on film acting, voice over narration occurs throughout the movie. A half million dollars to someone like Cole, was a lot of money. Just as it would have been for me before all this started. The offer for me to pay Cole’s salary had a dual purpose. One, to help Cole get the part, and secondly, to find out if Cole was only with me for my money. It was a risk, but at least I would know the truth if he left me. Of course it would devastate me to lose both Mark and Cole in such a short timespan. In the end, they agreed to cast Cole. Then they were having trouble finding someone to play a character called Spiderneck. It had to be someone young enough to be in college, and thuggish enough to have a spider tattoo on his neck and dick, and convincing enough to be a child rapist. Yes, my character gets raped again. Well almost. The day after Cole was signed for the part of Bry, I received a call from Billy. “Hi Willow. Um… I hate to do this, but I have a problem.” “What is it Billy, and how can I help?” “Well, I told you about my girlfriend. She finally gave up her pussy, and well… she’s pregnant.” “I see. And?” “I don’t want to marry her, I’m too young. And you know my mom doesn’t have much money. So I was wondering if I could borrow enough to get her an abortion?” “Ok Billy. But don’t make this a habit. I don’t mean the borrowing, I mean the getting girls pregnant. You know how babies are made, and how to avoid it, Dumbass.” “Sorry, Willow. I’ll be more careful in the future.” I instructed Cole to send Billy a check along with a hundred condoms. That should last the horny little bastard at least a day or two. A few days later, I received another call from Billy. “Oh my god, Willow, it was so funny. I came home from school, and Mom said `You got a package from Willow.’ She insisted I open right then. When she saw what was inside she said `Why on earth would Willow send you a bunch of… Never mind, I don’t want to know.’ I swear she turned ten shades of red. But thanks again, Willow. You’re a lifesaver.” “Well, in this particular case, probably not,” I replied. ******************* We finally began shooting the new movie. Although there is a lot of sex in the story, after all it was based on erotica, I wouldn’t have anything other than my butt on screen. Cole on the other hand had several nude and semi nude scenes. In one scene his character and mine go to the gym for a workout. After getting all sweaty, Bry wants a shower. Declan is too shy to shower in public so he waits for Bry in the locker room. Bry is just learning his sexual preference, and sees a couple of guys in the shower. The way this is shot, you see the backside of the two guys as Bry enters the shower, and a quick glimpse of Bry full frontal. Bry’s interest is revealed by the camera catching his glimpses at them. Then he goes back to the locker room where Declan is waiting, and gets dressed while standing right in front of Dec. Bry’s backside is on camera, and Declan’s face (he’s sitting on a bench), is right at cock level, and his eyes don’t move away from Bry’s cock. The scene sets up Bry’s struggle with his sexuality. A few scenes later, Bry has realized that he is interested in Declan, but is receiving mixed signals from him, and besides, he’s not even thirteen yet. So Bry has decided to look into finding another gay guy to experiment with. He happens to go to the gym, and in the shower, he runs into an obviously interested, slightly older student. The two flirt a little, and the other student asks Bry to have lunch with him at his apartment. Bry is tempted, but knows his real interest is Declan, so declines the invitation. The actor playing the older student’s real name is Liam. He caught my, and most everyone else’s attention, because he was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. Six foot two,and muscles on his muscles. He had a young looking face, so I would never have guessed his age at 26. Before filming started, Mark made a point to introduce him to me. “Willow, this is Liam. He just got out of the Marines.” “Hi Liam. Nice to meet you,” I said, as I had trouble taking my eyes off the bulge hidden under his towel. “It’s great to meet you, Willow. I’m a big fan.” “As I said,” Mark interrupted, “Liam just got out of the Marines, and is looking for a job.” “Oh. So you’re not a professional actor?” I asked. “No, I was getting pretty desperate, cause my rent comes due every month, money running short, no job. I stumbled upon the casting call, and thought I’d give it a shot. I mean how hard can it be, right? They asked if I’d be willing to do a nude scene, and I asked if it paid more. It does, so I said yes. I guess they liked the way I read the lines, so here I am.” I’m sure it was the way he batıkent escort read the lines, and that body had nothing to do with it. The guy was built like a competitive bodybuilder, and I was still having trouble looking at his face. Mark said, “After your scene, come talk to me.” Even though it was a closed set, being the `star’ of the movie, I was allowed to spectate. When he removed the towel, he was just as impressive. According to the original story, his character’s cock was about the same size as Bry’s. Liam proved to be a little bigger than Cole, though still not in the same league as Mark. During filming, both Liam and Cole showed signs of shyness in being exposed. It took awhile, but they eventually became at ease with each other. But it took a couple of hours to complete the scene. Later, as we started to get into the limo, Mark came up behind me and said, “Willow, I’d like you to meet my replacement.” Cole and I turned to see Liam standing behind Mark. “Are you sure, Mark?” I asked. Mark tossed Liam the keys to the limo. “As soon as he signs an NDA, I’ll show him the ropes.” “I’ll call Saul and have one sent over.” “Already taken care of,” Mark replied. “It seems you can’t wait to get out of here,” I pointed out, somewhat hurt. Mark climbed into the front seat next to Liam, and turned to look at me over the back of the seat. “Willow, you know that’s not true. I just have to, and you know why. Believe me when I say that Liam is perfect for this job, or I would stick around until the right man comes along.” “I actually applied at the security company Mark worked at. They wanted me to get my chauffeur’s license and reapply after I received it,” Liam added in his defense. “So do you know how to drive this thing?” I asked, only half joking. “Compared to the tanks in Afghanistan, it’s a piece of cake.” “Well, I must insist on him getting his license too,” I told Mark coldly. Mark turned to give me a look. “Willow, this is happening. Stop being a baby about it.” “I’m sorry,” I replied as tears began rolling down my cheeks. It had been a while since Mark had talked about leaving, and now the time was suddenly upon us, and I wasn’t handling it well. Liam was eyeing me in the rear view mirror, so I pushed the button to roll up the divider between the front and back, then collapsed into Cole’s arms. I was still crying when Mark’s voice came over the intercom. “Willow, we have a couple of stops to make before we get home. I’ve already informed Milly we’d be late, and to set an extra place for Liam.” I rolled the window down, “It seems someone has forgotten who’s in charge here. Need I remind…” “Willow! Stop it!” Mark said in disgust. “Pull over for a minute,” he said to Liam. When the car came to a stop, Mark got out and opened the back door. He gestured to Cole with a jerk of his head, and Cole stepped out of the car. Mark took me into his arms as the tears flowed again. After a couple of minutes Mark said, “I know this is hard for you. It’s hard for me too. But I know it’s best for all of us. Please try to be the brave young man that I love so much, and let me go.” I nodded up at him, and he kissed me, then got out of the car again. The car moved on, and I sat there remembering all those special times with Mark. I didn’t notice the car stop moving, until I heard the rear compartment close. I heard popping noises, and rolled down the window to discover we were at a gun range. I supposed we were here so that Mark could test Liam’s proficiency with weapons. Half an hour later we were on the road again, then we stopped at a rather seedy looking apartment building. I was lost in my thoughts until we reached home. Mark showed Liam around, and I sat on the sofa, pouting. Milly made lamb chops for dinner, and I do love what she does with lamb chops, but my sullen mood carried over into dinner. Everyone was quiet because of me. Liam broke the silence by saying, “I haven’t met Mr. or Mrs. Green yet.” Milly, Cole, and Mark, all glanced at me. “I’m the only Mr. Green here.” “He’s emancipated,” Mark explained. Liam nodded but still looked confused. I’m not sure if he knew what that meant. “My first day, ten minutes after I got here, Mark chased Willow’s mom away at gunpoint. He actually scared the shit out of me and some poor woman who only wanted a job, when he fired the gun,” Cole added his two cents. “You… you shot at his mother?”Liam asked Mark. “No, I only shot it into the air, but it was effective. We haven’t heard from the money grubbing bitch since.” Liam was even more confused. Turning to Cole he said “Your first day? You’re not an actor?” “No, Willow got the part for me. I’m his Executive Assistant.” “Don’t worry. You’ll figure it all out eventually,” I said, still pouting, yet resigned to my fate. “Does that mean I’m hired?” Liam asked, smiling. “Mark has given you his seal of approval, so I guess you are,” I reluctantly replied. “I suppose I should take him to see Roland tomorrow while you and Cole are on the set. Unless you’d care to join us,” Mark said, smiling at me as if it was some sort of consolation prize . I grinned at the thought. “I don’t think I have a scene tomorrow. I guess I could come along.” “Who’s Roland,” Liam asked. “You’ll see,” three of us replied in unison. Mark suggested that Liam occupy one of the guest rooms upstairs until he takes on full duty at Mark’s departure. Those words alone made me start crying again. The next day we dropped Cole at the studio, and headed towards seeing Roland. As we started to enter the freeway, a souped up Camaro that sounded like it didn’t have a muffler attached, went from two lanes over and jumped in front of us, nearly hitting our car. Liam blew the horn at the wantabe stunt driver, who slammed on his brakes, almost causing us to run into his rear end. The other driver and Liam got out at the same time. “You got a problem numbnuts?” the driver yelled at Liam. “No, but you do.” Three other guys got out of the camaro. The driver looked over at his friends, chuckled, and said, “Oh really. What’s that?” “Go help him!” I yelled at Mark. “He’s got this,” Mark replied. “Well, my first thought was you’re an asshole with a little dick for driving that car. Then it occurred to me you’re also an idiot for the way you drive that car.” The guy’s telegraphed right hook was easily blocked by Liam, who’s knee then connected with the driver’s jewels. “Taking a swing at me just confirms my opinions,” Liam added. Then he looked at the others. “You should pick a better class of friends.” When they lunged at him, he made swift work of the three, leaving a pile of four unconscious bodies on the side of the road. “I rather enjoyed that,” Liam said as he got back into the car. “I thought you might,” Mark replied casually. I realized that Mark didn’t help out just so he could test Liam’s skills. He obviously passed. We entered the shop, and Roland smiled when he looked up. “The works?” Mark and I just nodded, and the whirlwind started. I think Roland might be into muscle men because he paid closer attention than he had before. Though I barely noticed, because my attention was drawn to Liam’s attributes too. Once his cammo shirt and pants disappeared, his white boxers soon followed, and we were all treated to the sight of his large endowment. He was caught off guard by the happenings, but not overly so. He went along with everything good naturedly. An hour later, Mark gave Roland instructions as to what he wanted for Liam, and I left my credit card info and we exited. “What just happened?” Liam inquired. “You just spent about ten grand of Willow’s money.” “Will that be taken out of my pay?” “Or out of your ass,” Mark pointed out. Liam didn’t seem to even flinch at that statement. Chapter eleven coming soon Thank you for taking the time to send feedback to the author. Your feedback is the only reward the authors receive. 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