/sneaks in


Damon Gant had been born loving the world. When he was a child, people always remarked on how friendly he was, how he played well with others, how he could make peace on a playground in a few days. (Of course, they never mentioned how he got that peace, but young Damon felt just fine about this. The less the grown ups knew about that incident with the swimming pool and the rocks, the better.) As a young man, he courted many lovely women and a few lovely men, and although nothing ever formally came out of it, most of them parted gracefully. Damon enjoyed the world, despite how many bullies and creeps there were in it, and he did his best to try and make it just as enjoyable for everyone else as it was for him.

Of course, sometimes being a cop shook that up.



...I SHOULD GO REPLAY THINS SOMETIME SO I KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M DOING




also

Greedette licked up Shelly's neck, her hands gently unbuttoning his shirt notch by notch. Her breasts on his back here a combination of softs and hards from the way her armor shifted, but her hands were steady and warm as they played over him, touching his body in ways he hadn't remembered before.



/exits stage left