Something drew me to a filthy apartment building near he inner city. I parked my cab out front and went up the stoop to the top floor. As I got out, I... realized that I was driving a different cab, or at least it looked different from the one I had gotten in when I was Bob. This one wasn't made by Marathon, like the traditional cabs were, it was a mini-van. It still smelled the same though.I entered the apartment and looked about, the cab was worse, but not by much.I found a journal that. The sudden cold and then the intrusion of his thick cock supplied so many sensations at once. The cold was biting and painful, but his warm cock made it pleasurable.I was also shocked that he managed to stay hard inside of me. He thrust in and out and his cock hadn't softened at all. It seemed hotter and harder than I’d ever felt him and I couldn't believe it when another orgasm started to build. All I could do was wrap my arms around him (my legs were still tangled in a mess of clothing) and. "Almost there."Renee tried to quell the butterflies in her stomach. Her young master had told her to close her eyes, not even realizing he'd given her a command; she hadn't wanted to ruin the little bit of hope that rose against her nerves by telling him how anxious being blind made her.He isn't Claude, she thought to herself. He isn't Claude.And he had not let her stumble.She clasped his hand tightly. The movement of other pedestrians on the walkway sometimes made her flinch, but Sawyer's. " What. Did. You. Do?" I demanded through gritted teeth."Here's the deal. I will give you your answer...and in return you get the fuck out of London. This is MY territory, understood?" she said with lethal sweetness.I thought about it, I understood now, it was definitely a territory thing, I could relate to that."I'm returning to the US next week, that soon enough?" Yes." Well?" You've heard of Werewolves?"I nodded; I must have looked terrified."Don't worry its not quite like that. You don't.