I could only guess that the rumor about a Padrone gaining the experience of a Stirpe was true, and it seemed to go beyond Magical knowledge and experi...ence.I had one Stirpe, Emma Barrett, and she was a Cardiologist. I could easily recite any number of medical terms, not to mention a number of heart related issues that she handled for patients. Knowing the location and layout of the hospital was a small part of what I had gained. The real question was, how to convince the nursing staff to let me. Mikki knew she still had lots to learn about sex. She still hadn't gotten a cock inside her pussy, but that was only a matter of time. Don would teach her about it. He had promised. Even if he backed out, she would get her dad's cock or die trying. He wouldn't back out, though. Don was too excited about her body for her to have to worry about him.The young brunette bounced up the steps and ran into the cottage. She hoped her brother might be home so they could get on with her lessons. Mikki. Beside it was a wicked, fourteen inch bowie, made to match. Setting down the remote, he took both blades in hand and moved to the center of the room. The blades snapped up as he dropped into a crouch. His mind spun, swirling down to it’s center core, that same place he had tapped into the Beast and Master’s hidden home, at the beginning of his meditation. Slowly and methodically, his body began to move, almost dancing across the floor, blades moving in patterns that demanded total control.. Wearing a pink apron over the white lace confection of garter, g-string and pink silk corset. Ursa stood in the kitchen of her boyfriend Leo Wolfe’s Oakland Hills house, beaming at the decadence she created. Thumbs hooked in the straps of the apron, she surveyed the sugary overload. She forgot just how much she loved baking. It had been over a year since she cooked anything aside from microwave food in her tiny studio. The normal aches of missing her mother were washed away by sweeter.