Foreword
LEI LOVING HIM, ALL AND COMPLETELY....
But it was too soon, maybe too quick altogether. There was still the stuff waiting in the mast of the Bianca, the moves to be made so it would turn into a suitcase full of money. And there were still the Allisons, the glamorous mother and the beautiful daughters, and they were mixed in with the hermit years, the monk-hood years when the up and coming middleweight had deprived himself and his man's needs.
They were too much for him to turn down, even if Lei was with him, for him, all the time. They were the differences, the candy wrappings of the vaired and intriguing packages of sensuality. Lorna-tiny and golden and knowing of all things sensual. Jan-small and child-like, the constant eager virgin. Cleo-young and worldy and open; what man could turn down such a trio?
Not until they tired of him. Not until the newness and marvels wore off, and it might take a good long time for all of that to erode. He hadn't had the three of them together yet, and he closed his eyes to picture the three in bed together at the same time, all glowingly naked, all joined by the heat of their blood line and their mutual lust for him, for their stud.