Richard Simmons With A Headband Novels & Stories

Simon slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while before turning his head calmly to Asher who happened to walk into the room at that exact minute, the bandage on Asher’s head was now gone and replaced with a small plaster, as was the neck brace on Simon’s neck. "How was it?" He asked and Asher beamed. "It was successful." He replied and Simon sighed heavily, swallowed, and returned his gaze to the spot on the white ceiling that his eyes seemed glued to.

"I just know that I will be getting to the bottom of this." The bottom of what?" Jumping, I found Simon and Kim making their way towards us. Simon was in a collar and had a leash attached to his neck that Kim was holding and occasionally tugging. With each tug, the collar rubbed raw spots on Simon's neck, causing him to groan in pleasure. Grimacing I tried to ignore the sight, knowing that there were bigger problems. "What's going on?" Simon asked as Travis and I quickly turned our attention back to the rogues.

She was thankful that it was a blank shot. "That’s a pity," Simon looked at the gun in his hand. "It isn’t too bad though, take off your clothes.” Hazel looked stiff, and she bit her lip gently. “Is it better to take off your underwear, sweetheart?” Simon smiled with anticipation, Hazel did not have much on, and he was looking forward to her taking her clothes off. He wanted her to surrender to him from the bottom of her heart. Hazel was surprised by him though, she took her bracelet off her wrist.

I want to apologize for everything happening around her because of us, but I think she understood in my gesture how sorry I am. We walk hand in hand into the main room where it is still chaotic. Candice runs over to Simms sitting on the coach holding his right leg. I know he wasn't hurt by a bullet, but Simms has a bad leg from back in the day. He is another old timer that rode along my father. Candice sits down next to him and speaks with him. I can't hear what they are saying but when I see him nod his head she helps take his boot off and examines his leg.

Simon teased, a playful twinkle in his eyes. Jeff chuckled. "Well, I can't let you steal all the spotlight, can I? You look dashing yourself, Simon." Simon's lips curved into a genuine smile. "Thank you, my friend. Let's make sure this day is unforgettable for Abigail and Samuel." Jeff and Simon's presence was a source of comfort and reassurance to everyone around them. Their suits not only looked good on the outside but also symbolized the strength, the support they offered, and the shared journey they had undertaken.