....'What the hell are you? Look at you little.... Well little tart'... shecontinued to shout at me 'W w what are you doing home???' I stuttered while... to close down the pcI felt a slap across my face, and then another... they knocked mesideways 'Get over her' she yelled... before I had chance to think she hit meagain'NOW TART' 'Stand over there' she ordered... 'Is that my Mac you are wearing?' It was a long black trenchcoat, with 2 deep pockets and a great bucklebelt; that she often wore to. He did know that doing thesecretary's job wasn't as stressful as getting the orders and checkingfor new customers. The next day Terri told him her mother was greatly improved and wouldget out of the hospital about Monday. She said that last night thenurses had gotten her up and shown her how to walk with crutches, andhad told her some tips to deal with the cast on her leg.All day, tonight's contest ran through his head. He wondered if heshould really go through with it or not. Then he thought. “Are you sure you want to do this tonight? We can do this some other time, anytime you want.”I was a little surprised he said that. I figured he would be anxious to put his cock inside me. His concern seemed very real though. It made me feel better too.“I don’t want to stop,” I said, feeling more relaxed as we looked at each other. He gently brushed back my hair, moving his hand to touch the side of my face.“Can I kiss you, Marcy?”I nodded as I looked into his eyes. He leaned into me and softly. ..claimed.”He didn't take his eyes off her.“Do you want to be claimed, Angelica?” he asked. Angelica's lip quivered slightly as she made up her mind, and nodded almost imperceptibly.That was all he needed.He lifted her tiny frame holding her around her waist and pushed her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him, feeling him hard against her. He leaned into her neck, his eyes yellow and teeth elongated, pierced her skin, and drew her blood.She felt the prick, and then immense pleasure.