We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Chapter 4-2
BJ dropped the ball and whined. Fortunately Bear had left the keys in the lock so Pete was easily able to open the door. Given his earlier sense of urgency, BJ didn’t exactly dash outside. Yes, it was still raining, although fairly gently. “Go on!” Pete pointed, teeth starting to chatter. He rubbed his arms and hugged himself as he watched BJ begin to sniff at a clump of grass. Bear came up behind Pete, who felt soft terry cloth brush against his back. Pete so wanted to lean back into the warmth and security. “BJ, stop buggering about!” Bear said, and glory be, he wrapped his arms around Pete and pulled the man in close. “You should have put something on before coming downstairs.” Pete breathed in Bear’s unique scent. “Thought he was about to piss himself.” “The only pissing he’s doin
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD