He decided Scooter badly needed his ass kicked for abusing such a living doll. XXX First, he wanted to tenderly kiss her, and then he wanted to seriously hurt the wormy bastard who’d been doing such a thorough job of making this living doll so fuckin’ miserable! “Did you smell him?” Rick had closed his eyes and concentrated on his senses and he realized he’d detected the odor of freshly bathed skin and after-shave lotion as their friend had approached. Rick, or Slick Rick, as his Bros often called him, was a tall, sturdy, Vietnam veteran with pale blue eyes, which one of his two current girl friends referred to as his “Lady killers.” He’d worn his hair and beard long ever since mustering out of the military several years before.




















