"It's okay," I said. "I just got over a bad breakup. Sharon's been my best friend through it all." Trish is my best friend," Jeff chimed in, squeezing... her hand and smiling at her.She made mushy eyes at him in return. I took a big swig of wine, trying to look elsewhere. He turned to me."We were just friends when we first met because she was engaged to her high school boyfriend," Jeff said.Trish muttered something derogatory under her breath that I didn't catch."We started dating about six months. Goose bumps cover my body and you rub my arm as if attempting to keep me warm, but you know all it does it arouse me more, and make my nipples hard as rocks. You see that I really am cold so you give me your white t-shirt, exposing a gray wife beater, with your hard muscles evidently underneath. I also notice as I look down at your shorts that your cock is growing harder by the second. Your sister Stephanie, who also happens to be my best friend, is on the other side of the party, and we both. Fantasies about me, as will others in your camp. Just accept them as pleasant dreams and don’t worry about them too much. You will make sure that none of your men interfere with my party at all. Are we clear?” I instructed as I glamored him.“As you wish, my lord,” Grey Worm answered me.“Good. Now, Bancey and Claere, service him. Sit on his face. Kiss his flesh. Make him ... very comfortable, girls,” I commanded two of my lady vamps, “and you, captain, just let it happen. You’ll enjoy it, trust. But, she also had a friend with her. "I hope you don't mind, I had to bring my boyfriend along. This is John." I was instantly disappointed. I had imagined all along that Tess was gay, at least bi, but certainly single. That she was available to me if ever I found a way to cross the line, to change fantasy into reality. But now, as I shook his hand, John change my fantasy. My knees were not shaking, my heart was not fluttering. I didn't even feel wet.But Tess' surprises were just beginning..