From Fred's dialog I could tell he was very horny already. For years he and I have fantasized about enjoying each other's wives in a very open, everyt...ing permitted, friendly way. He adores Cat and her body, seeming to know every intimate curve and turn. I've explored Sue the same way, and as I am reading the dialog to her, now Cat knows it. Not only does she know it, but embraces it, loving me, loving that she is able to please me by acknowledging my desire for a friend's wife. I feel the same. But then it wouldn't be myproblem.I reached down and picked up the crimson sword...the real one. It feltgood in my hand...like an old friend. There was something about itthat seemed far more real than the summoned impostor I had beenfighting with. Then with a sigh, I silently said farewell to it,knowing that I would never see it again.At that moment, I began to feel dizzy and detached from my senses. Iwas aware of my costume vanishing from my body and transforming intosomething else...into. Vincent: ‘Anyway, I caught Garth just in the nick of time, he was about to go meet his latest victim. He wasn’t much of an opponent, but he was elusive as hell but then again for a Fallen to have survived for over 30 or so years, he had to be.’ Rosie: ‘Garth, no known last name. Estimated to have become a Vampire 30 years ago, but was soon confirmed to be a Fallen and was hence given the green light to terminate by the Night Hunters Guild. A playboy, combined with the nature of a sociopath.. .. Ms. Masons?" she asked, fear in her voice.Suddenly the woman snapped a cold look at Tina. The teenager shuddered. "I shoulda known it was you," Carol suddenly spat. "When I heard Razor talking to Needles about some tight little white-trash girl, some stupid little slut he'd fucked earlier this week. It was you, I should have known it'd be you."Tina gave her a dirty look but struggled not to say anything.Carol went on, hands now on her wide hips. "I helped fucking raise you, you know. When.