himself. He looks like a forager. A flight of stairs off the kitchen leads up to a second level, but I know the primary bedroom is on this main floor because that’s where Wyatt took off to nearly ten minutes ago...to jack off. To rattle the snake. To wrestle the rooster. To massage the one-eyed ostrich. Or my personal favorite...make the bald man cry. I’m thinking Mountain Man wouldn’t love any of those terms. He’s far too...manly. I
