Already the girl’s imagination is running wild as she begins to imagine a hot guy—the delivery guy—running his hands over her pert ass cheeks. S...he slides her other hand beneath her shirt to begin pinching her nipples and fondling her firm, round breasts.The fantasy is working. The delivery guy is making her cream in her panties. The hand that fondles her ass moves to the front of her panties. She holds her fist against them and grinds against it as if it were a large, hard cock. She feels the. However strong a vampire might be at night, humanity's ability to move about during the day was an insurmountable advantage. She, herself, was a perfect example. During the dark hours she was a veritable goddess, but, during the day, a determined child with a stick could end her existence without fear.The existence of her kind depended on their ability to hide in the shadows; to conceal themselves among their prey. That was the reason why she had created the law. At this point, concealment was. That took time too, and I get ahead of the story here for just a moment, but you need to know that, like creeping lava, that cannot be stopped by anything except solid rock, the parts of the old relationship that had borne them up when their parents were lost, started to bear the weight of this trouble too. In this new life they were both embroiled in, almost nothing was the same as it had been ... except that they only had each other again.In short, Will’s arrival in Erica’s house changed. 'Now bend.'The air is still, only the grandfather clock's ticking disturbs the silence. I bend across the desk, watching the sister in the mirror. Bending over, my skirt rides up my legs. I know how good they look. Still bronzed from the summer holidays, my thighs are slim and supple and browner still against the white socks. I stretch out my arms and clasp my hands together, resting them on the desk. My dark pig tails brush the polished wood. I'm already panting hard – harder than one can ever.