"You feel it, huh." He said and all his smiles were gone, all his innuendo forgotten for the moment. It was just him and me looking at each other."Do ...you?" I asked him softly."I thought it was just me." He cleared his throat. "I'm Dave." I'm Kylie." In case uh, an asteroid hits the earth or something and we're all, you know, wiped out..." He smiled. " ... I just want you to know I think I'm in love with you, Kylie." How long until you know for sure, Dave?" I bit my lip the way I do when I'm in. Six hours of blissful, dreamless sleep, and he knew Chernobog was appeased. The blood of the bitch downstairs had indeed kept the nightmares away. He got out of bed, dropped to his knees, spread his arms, and bowed his head. Thank you, black god. Your thirst for blood will never again be denied. He got up, showered, dressed in his usual black, and went downstairs to the kitchen. He made himself bacon and eggs and toast even while preparing porridge for the bitch. It was the same porridge Mother. And that's only because I had a lucky break." You call twenty years as a bimbo lucky?" Definitely. With the average wage for a bimbo in a place like Crystal Heights, I'd have been lucky to earn two hundred thousand dollars in fifty years, yet alone twenty." I don't understand." There's no need to offer a bimbo decent money to do any of the jobs she is capable of. She just wants the cocks, she doesn't care about the wage." So you were priced out of the market?" Exactly. No serious company would. She bluntly said that unless I have some bad intentions I will not give her 1000/-. I said you are acting too smart. You can straight away blame me. I was trying to help you. She said that her master Mr Pankaj gives her extra money only if she lets him kiss her, fondle her, and sometimes blow job. I said che che.. If you think me like that then please you need not come in to my room. You may leave. She cried and said sorry. I gave her Rs 1000/- and asked to money order. Before leaving she said.