“You trying to get me to have sex with one of your friends? Who is she?”She playfully slapped my arm. “Don’t be like that. Not all women are t...he same as your ex.”“Oh, come on, we aren’t going to talk about this again, are we?” I looked up at the ceiling. If I were going to break down and have sex with someone, I would set my sights a little closer to home.She cut me off. “I know, that’s not fair. Look, have I ever asked you to do anything like this before?”“No,” I answered but still didn’t look. Their necks showed the twin dots of gentle sipping which was just enough to refresh the vampire's batteries but not so much as to convert them to eternal life after loss of the mortal soul. It looked like they could use them for several more days in that fashion with doing them any physical harm and return them to their destiny without any memory of their decadent use by the vampire clan.Apparently the singers were members of a religious group which was posting signs all over the parish. I would be putting on quite a bit of mileage it seemed. Thirdly, I was assigned a space in Carl's strip-mall office. It already housed Carl, an accountant, and our head chef, as well as a small kitchen the chef used to work up his recipes.My first task was to contact all the new employees and begin an organized training program. I'd had a month to work out my plan and I wanted to see if it was adequate or whether I'd need to revise it. The turnover at the restaurants was fairly low compared to. A tattoo on her right shoulder was the number 515, a signature symbol of the largest gang in our area. Next to it was the queen of spades, a symbol reflecting that she preferred black men. “Come on fuck me, feel that nigger cum in my pussy, feel it all over your small white cock.” Jamal her bull with a 10-11 inch nigger cock, had just fucked her in front of me for the um-teeth time and filled her pussy full of his nigger cum again and then left. I was getting sloppy seconds and cleaning up.