Robert
By Gail Holmes Guys in the town couldn’t for the life of them see as to what the attraction was. If anything he was just a computer boffin. Just how he came to be one heaven only knows because his daytime job was on the roads, resurfacing the freeways okay his body reflected it; he was built like a brick shit house; on the beach, in the pool, the girls couldn’t keep there eyes off him. His huge shoulders and muscular arms, his...