She kissed you, how you were entirely at their disposal… She kissed you long and hard stealing that last breath you desperately needed. She held th...e kiss; locked lips prevented the inhalation. You responded to her kiss rather than struggle, desperately needing the sensation rather than the air. Eventually she released that long passionate kiss and you drew an urgent breath; the sensation sent a thrill through you as another gasp escaped your lips.He had been patient but now stole you from her. 'More equal now then?' 'Not bad either' she says, sounding appreciative of his gym time. 'Round three then' and she motions him in with her gloves. Closing in, the punches have become lighter and more playful. They clinch, heads on each other's shoulder, exchanging light jabs to the sides. He can hear her breathing is harder, her hair tickles the side of his neck. She is hot and beads of sweat are rolling down her body. He tries to step forward to break the clinch but she closes her thighs. The challenge had been offered and the other male was caught by surprise as Blood Fang attacked ferociously whimpering and biting the challenger tried his best to fight, but he was quickly overpowered and he was forced to give up. Laying on his back, he stayed in a submissive position, whimpering at his wounds as Blood Fang growled and bared his fangs.When it was clear that the challenger was done Blood Fang said, "Are there any others?"No one challenged him after that and Blood Fang let the. It was just easier to hide in San Francisco, lonely and miserable.I was eating lunch at my desk when my telephone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and smiled."Hi, Mom." Hello, Baby Girl. How are you today?"I grimaced at my mother's pet name for me. At 24, I was a little old to be called 'Baby Girl' but Mom would never change. I listened with half an ear as I continued to eat my lunch while she rambled about home and caught me up on the local gossip."Mom, I've got to go. My lunch break.