Lion, Tiger, Bear I 75 to… Bewildered, he sat, staring at the carpets loose threads. He tilted up his head and became excited. He neared, and ground his stained lips into Hesss, his chocolate- messy hands ripping apart their shirts in peaked passion. Naked but with socks on, they quietly put the bed to good use, going at it hard, then harder still, the straining bedframe creaking out a barrage of squeaks and groans. Hess whispered: How Ive missed your strong hands, Bernard. And slapped his ass like a thunderclap.