"How's it going, Lazarus? Please tell me that you're having better luck than I am," Tom said as he answered.Mark's loud and boisterous voice burst fro...m Tom's earpiece, "Actually, boss, things are going pretty damn well. I thought that I would have a hell of a time convincing anyone that we had a vampire loose in the city. I was wrong. We've all been joking about vampires ever since the first drained body showed up and, even though we all laughed, apparently the jokes left nagging doubts in some. “Hello.” She said. “Can can I help you?” She was stunning; about twenty years-old, slim with long dark hair pulled back, a perfect face with lovely green eyes. She wore a tight black top and even tighter dark blue jeans with an apron tied around her waist. “Just a coffee please and a toasted cheese sandwich.”“Which bread?”“Brown please.”“Please sit and I will bring it.”I sat at the table closest to the counter so I could keep looking at this girl. She went back behind the fridge and I really. Your hands start to wonder over my body as im trying to finish the call as quickly as i can. You reach round and grope my bulge which is growing in your hand as you massage my balls through my jeans. Gazing into your eyes with out saying a word we each know what is going to happen. I drop the phone and before i can say a word your ripping my shirt off, moving your hands over my chest lowering to your knees hungrily undoing my jeans to release my rock hard cock wasting no time in getting it into. Let’s head out to the dry good store and get you some new clothes.”“That might not be a good idea, Boss. Last time I was in the dry goods, the skinflint that runs the place took a switch to me. Told me never to come back.”“And why did he do that?”“Well, I went in to get breakfast. He was busy with one of the hoity-toity ladies. So, I put my nickel on the counter and then started looking for a decent apple in the barrel. You know, the good ones are lower down.”“Next thing I know, this lady.