‘It’s a studio,’ she said, finally. I was already beginning to lose steam. ‘I know. It’s suboptimal. It probably doesn’t make any sense.�...� ‘I don’t even know you.’ ‘I know. Like I said. Suboptimal.’ ‘Are you serious though?’ I didn’t really know if I was serious or not. I was mostly just venting. Was it something to actually consider? ‘Let me see your hand,’ she said. She took my palm and studied it intently, like it was a bus schedule and she wanted to be sure she would get where she needed to. "Till 50 years ago we did have some radios. If they worked we didn't hear anything. And they finally all broke down. We don't have parts so..." I get it," I say breaking in. "No contact. But someone is still trying to kill the Kindred," I remind her, as we rejoined the main group."But why would anyone want to do that?" Gwen says in disbelief, that anyone could be so cold."Good question. I can only assume your gifted leader, Melville has an idea as to what to do about that."I look around the. I Put his number into my phone, my heart was pounding about calling I was really nervous as he seemed quite strict and direct in his messages - I rang the number, he answered by saying in his old voice “well when are u coming over” I said how about this Saturday morning? Yes that works for me I’m by %#*+?! Station, stupidly I said ok what’s your address to which he snapped “I’m not fucking giving out my address to someone I don’t even know get train to #%$!??station and call me okay” I was bit. My nightie was already around my hips, and I felt his hands on my ass, rubbing and massaging. I want to try something different. Tell me if its too much! I could hear the excitement in Aarons voice, as he spread my cheeks and started circling my asshole with his thumbs. I had never done anal before, and I wanted to try this with Aaron. I knew I could trust him implicitly. I could feel him spit into my asshole, and then I felt a thumb pop in. It felt different, but not bad. He pushed the whole.