He was fucked and he knew it. We just kept it up for what felt like forever, draining him of his life force by the gallon until his heartbeat slowed a...nd then just ... stopped. It was done. He was dead.“What now?” Lindsay dared to vocalize her worries.“Now, we wait for him to reanimate as a vampire! And then we stake him! Get a stake ready. And don’t release him ... we don’t want to fight fair here! It won’t take long ... get that stake I used last time, the one made from the baseball bat! I. The tap had been turned on, and my previous encounters were laid bare, if not on paper or parchment, it's digital equivalent. And then I had made my confession, not to a priest or another man of God, not looking to be absolved for my previous sins, but to share with others who'd revelled in such debauchery previously, or those who were still 'in the scene' or those that liked the idea of it all! I have never told another soul what I got up to when I entered a public toilet, or 'cruised' for a. Then we held each other again and I caressed her lovely brown skin and felt her quite large breasts. She had smooth, dark areolas, the width of a coffee mug, and tiny, thin nipples which were so sensitive she squirmed when I sucked them. I pulled her shorts down as far as I could and she did the rest before also wrenching off her pale pink knickers.My hand moved down to her abundant bush and the smell of her rose to meet me. She was sweet and slightly salty, the aroma of fresh sweat and a. .this thing you used, whatever it is?" Er...well, that's just the problem. My girlfriend lost it." Where?" If I knew where she lost it, I'd 've gone there and used it, wouldn't I?Instead of standing here arguing with you in this dump." All right, all right! I'll find that...hypothetical object of yours,since you're too dense to find it yourself." The Old Man...er, YoungGirl...stormed out. In a moment, she was back again. "Don't mess aroundhere while I'm gone. You've done enough harm.