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the devious grin only deepened as the boy grew uncomfortable. he let his eyes drift over the beautiful large ears, the lithe musculature. "i mean that they sent me home tired. drained." he was crude and did not care; lust moving to near water his mouth. pharaoh thought not of orientation, only of appetite, and his own for coyotes was well-known and well-whet.
why had he been with savage nyra? pharaoh was disgusted at the implication, but slicked his own lips with tonguetip and stared brazenly at the other, hoping this time his meaning would be taken.