“Gina, Gina, Gina,” the football lads started chanting as if they were at match.As soon as she reached his balls, Phil let her go. “Fuck you’r...e amazing, I wish my wife was more like you,” he stated without a care for his wife. Gina suddenly realised she didn’t know if these men were married, had girlfriends are were single. She was letting them cheat on their partners for her satisfaction. What if one of them found out, would she be known as the town slut. Before she could give it any more. Blondie, Brownie and Baldy. One of the first questions I was asked after giving my name was, ‘Why is a pretty girl like you sitting alone in a bar?’ I was starving and this close to three blood puppets, I could feel my fangs extending. It took an act of will to force them to retract before I could answer. I needed to hurry things along before I lost control and drained everyone in the bar. ‘I guess my boyfriend of the night has stood me up. I’m just having a drink before going home.’ ‘Your. We came out of the bar and discovered the last auto to our root had left and eventually we agreed to take a taxi. When we reached her PG it was nearing midnight, and the main gate of her PG had closed. I thought it was my life time opportunity. I insisted her to come to my place as Sunny won’t return till morning and we also have a beer bottle to finish. She had no better option. I quietly passed her through the main gate without the notice of my neighbours. I realised she was feeling. Atkins.Her mind churned, desperately seeking some way out of this.“I ... if you would like to make sure I’m really Jason’s sister and not his brother, that would be OK with me...” She looked at him, trying to make her meaning clear. She succeeded.Mr. Atkins smiled. “Tempting in a way ... But of course I can’t do that!. You suggest yet one more sin on top of the others?”She shrugged. “There are so many. What’s one more?”Mr. Atkins smiled again, then frowned.Julie said, “So I have to leave. I.