The Bad Guys: Mr Shark Novels & Stories

"So sir, I know how and what I'm doing here and what Mr slut and his bitch are here for, but why are you down here though? It reads keep out on the signs, you know." He chuckles at my question. "I was looking for 'Mr slut', and one of the guys mentioned seeing him come this way, so naturally, I followed and look who I found lurking around." I groan and make a very dramatic face palm. "Please don't ever mention that again, you make me sound like a pervert." "Are you?" I swat at him, making hard contact with his arm and regretting it instantly. How the fuck do these guys train? His muscles are like solid walls.