Goodbye Artemas Innkeeper of the Inn of the Drunken Hare, March 5, 2008. * The two forest outlaws watched nervously from the edge of Barnesdale Woods.... Well concealed, they took their time to assure themselves that no one along the Nottingham road would see them approach the old inn. The inn and it’s outbuildings stood alone on the road on the fringes of the forest, well past the edge of the nearby peasant’s village with no other structures for many yards in any direction. The weathered sign. Are you sure you can handle this Zoe? I don't want you to be cross with me for eternity for freezing you in time only After driving you mad." P-Please" she begs weakly, "Just d-don't stop" As you wish" says the stranger, fingernails deftly shredding her skirt to the hip, baring her lacy panties.Zoe begins moaning loudly, panting hard as the vampyre softly and slowly runs her strong, delicate fingers down her stomach, down the V of her hips in a slow, shuddering, smoothing motion, and finally. On top, she wore a cut-off top of the same material. It ended several inches above her waist. Her skin was creamy and flawless. Sara's reaction must have been visible."I'm Bev, ' she said. "Sixth-generation American, but not a lot of Caucasian blood. How do you like it? My body, I mean?' Sara took a good look. Bev Suzuki had one of the best bodies Sara had ever seen, and she was certain Bev knew it. She gestured for Bev to turn around, which the smaller woman did, slowly, showing off her lovely. “Wow, it would be fun though!” Came Diane’s voice. She was stood at the bathroom doorway now wet, with a white towel wrapped around her. I could see her erect nipples pushing at the fabric and could feel the blood rushing to my loins.“Looks like you both like the idea!” As she looked from cock to cock. We were both on the up!“Whoa, guys I need to think about this! Give me a night to sleep on it,” I said“Ok,” they agreed. “But we really really hope you’ll perhaps pass this way home tomorrow too.