I have this craving that makes me want to grab you, throw you to the ground, and fuck you right here in the yard. My body is yelling that I need you i...nside me. I want you to put your cock in me at this very moment. I don’t want you to make love to me, the craving is too intense. I want you to fuck me!’ What could a guy say to that? No one had ever gotten under my skin like this woman. Kelly had made me tingle, but as Dana had described, I was way beyond tingle. Whatever the feeling was, it was. ..”“Who?”“Oh, for FUCK’S SAKE!” I tightened my grip again.“Hnngghh!” Patty gurgled.Eros held up his hands. “Right, right, the siren. Had to make sure the changeling -- Otie -- was all gone, and killing his girlfriend confirmed that. What can I say? I’m a demon, man! Now would you let her go?”Demie stepped up next to me. “Hate to be the party crasher, but she’s looking kinda blue, Tom.”“Oh, shit.” I gently let the unconscious woman down to the floor and made sure that she was still. Or lower. Liv’s skin felt cool and clammy and her breathing was shallow. Even with the training I had got from Allynna I didn’t consider myself a medical expert, but I knew that there was no time to waste. I wanted to curse myself for failing to read the situation correctly and now I had to pay the price for it.“Please help me and hold her steady when I try to position the bones correctly as soon as I can.”As soon as the other woman was holding Liv, I pulled the leg a bit and used both my. I’m not gonna make a debate about stereotypes versus racism here, that’s a whole other essay entirely, but since it made my friend stop coming to the site it’s worth pointing out. And that speaks to something larger - I understand the fetishization of other races, other schools of thought, trans people, all that jazz, but as soon as you make a good majority (or even as few as multiple) of those people themselves uncomfortable to even be here, you’re doing something wrong, and you’re not.