It wasn't a man, it was actually a woman and a very pretty one at that. Her bright blues eyes sparkled as she smiled hugely, "Oh thank God! I thoug...ht the whole STATE was going to pass by!" He just nodded, "Yes ma'am it seems they don't quite have the Christmas spirit do they?" "They certainly don't. I've been standing out here for almost 25 minutes I bet you!" He grinned. She sure was a pretty thing. She was wearing a sweater, jeans and holding an umbrella which had been useless against. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing, then slid up to the small tail that protruded from above her rump, his hand gently gripping her stinger, which quivered and twitched. A small bead of white fluid dripped form it – which made Lou break the kiss, panting. He looked back down at the stinger, blinking a few times.“W-What ... does your stinger do?”“Oh!” Beatrice said, her cheeks flushing gold. “I ... well, I ... was asking for advice on how to design the body from Amy. And GF.”“Oh no,” Lou. I've decided that if either of you call it off, I plan to take you back to our room and spend the rest of the night ravishing your sweet body.I'm in a dark business suit, as is the man we are here to meet. He is drinking a Scotch at the bar when you arrive, and he raises his glass to you as you approach, the pre-planned signal. You sit next to him and introduce yourself, as Lexus, confirming your identity. The gentleman introduces himself as Constantine, confirming that he was the man we were. It didn’t matter if it was 3:00 p.m. or 3:00 a.m., conversation might turn to adult topics.One famous night, an unfortunate streetwalker had been so offended by the discussion of female complications and sexually transmitted diseases that she had ranted at the diners before storming out to search for a higher class of degenerate.A long forgotten bad boy had discovered the power of horribly overheated and maniacally prepared coffee when he had overstayed his welcome. Patrons had laughed about.