Across the room from where Molly was seated, a woman and a young man were seated side by side. The young woman moved awkwardly in her chair for a seco...nd and then sat up straight. She handed something to the young man seated beside her. Unable to believe what she had just observed, Ellen asked, “Did that woman just hand her panties to that man over there?”“Probably,” Molly answered. She looked across the room at the young man who was now glowing bright red.Watching the young man looking at the. She bit his ear causing him to gasp in pain and with little mercy in mind threw him to the ground, a drop of blood on her pointed teeth was swept up by her nimble tongue. She moaned in pleasure, looking at the boy laying on the floor, tasting his essence and feeling her wants and needs multiply for the experience. For the first time in the eternity of existence she had a real form and through a stroke of fate and luck, she had a toy to play with.She advanced and he tried to scramble up and. " Just so long as you know."For some reason that didn't worry me.Beverley made me welcome. I wondered what Mark would say if I suggested a little two on one with her; it was a suggestion that would never reach my lips. Fooling around with Adam Pringle's daughter was risky unless you were prospective son-in-law material; even joking that Beverley was a MILF was likely to be a capital offence. I was not stupid.We were home in plenty of time for dinner so it wasn't a case of sitting down at the. Two. It was another bright, sunny afternoon when Morgan Styles finally made time to follow through and place his advertisement in the local Chronicle’s Help Wanted section. Lena was concerned about the placement of the ad, feeling that once again, her skills and talent were being overlooked. While nearly 30 applicants arrived wanting the job, Lena’s inherent cattiness and jealousy took over and many applications became conveniently lost. Morgan Styles was none the wiser, since most days he was.