Sorry for the delay in posting this. Its been a hectic morning as I'm at a Show Choir Competition. But I thought I'd leave all of you with a few lines from Yesterday's Secrets with Evelise Archer. Enjoy and keep hopping.
Keegan's mouth dropped open at the light golden skin covering Merik's chest. Sleek, well defined muscles rippled as the pledge master wadded up his robe and tossed it toward the hamper in the corner. But Keegan's attention was drawn to the tight cobblestoned muscles that gave way to slim tapered hips covered by satin boxers. What college guy wore silk? The urge to run his mouth over the tempting bulge at the apex Marik's thighs was strong.
"Come on, Keegan. Lose the robe. We don't have time for this." Marik held his hand out for the robe- his tone commanding, once more the commanding pledge master.
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