”“I don’t have an answer for you,” she said. “All I know right now is that you’re not ready for this.”“I may not be ready for the Synd...icate,” I said. “But I can deal with Neil. I have to get Leanne out of there.”“And do what exactly?” Dalton asked. “If you’re right, he’s waiting for you to show up. He’ll be prepared to shoot you, even if out in the open.”“And he expects me to not have access to my Magic,” I said. “Wouldn’t it shock the hell out of him if none of bullets touched me?”Dalton shook. She looked at me. “Finally!” she said. After some thought, she continued, “Oh. Yeah. I remember. Don’t worry. We’ll do it here. Lay down.”We were in the shed! It wasn’t private. What if someone walked by the alley-side windows? What if her mother came out? However, I was too much of a buttface wimp to argue and I was soon on my back on the dusty floor.She pulled her shorts off and revealed thin bikini panties with quarter-sized black polka dots. She squatted over me and. We experiment a lot with lovemaking in various places and various ways, and we both love it. But sometimes I'm just feeling bitchy or frisky and I try to make demands. When I get into these moods, my lover has to take control and put me in my place. Of course, I know where these demands lead me right into tight ropes and pain!It had been a wonderful day at the office. I'd finally finished a project I'd been working on for the last month or so, and for the first time I felt like I could really. Vampire blood cured almost anything.Tristan groaned as the minutes passed. He slowly regained awareness. His body felt weak, as if he’d been hit by a bus. Holland remained by his side, affectionately petting his hair with his head in her lap.“Wha… What happened?” Tristan’s pupils had finally restored to its normal size. He looked up at the vampire and recognized her at last. “Holland, what are you—”“Invite me in and I’ll explain.” |||||||||| The aromatic scent of freshly made coffee wafted.