"I sat there, stunned. "I don't know whether to believe you. What the hell did Lisa say?" Ted smiled. "She was too fucked out and too fucked up to say...much of anything. I helped her pull on some clothes and got her home and put her to bed. The next day we had a long, long talk -- the gist of which was that she loved me and wanted to get married but she also wanted more of Bob's dick, and I needed to support that." I frowned. "That's a hell of big ask, wasn't it?" I said, rather. Beautiful surroundings. Solar powered everything. A freezer full of gormet meals. I even get to cook, naked under an apron, like the old days." Sold!" There really is no use my arguing with her. Outside of business, she usually gets her way, and generally I love it. Bitch mode leaves no options.The floatplane pilot let me handle the takeoff. Pilots recognise each other, even if one's license has long been lapsed. I'd owned a plane once, another sacrifice to our lifestyle. We circled the island. He made me park near an end road and was already rubbing my pussy.He got very excited and started spitting on my pussy and fingering me vigorously. It didn’t take long for me to reach an orgasm. Luckily, I didn’t squirt!He was kissing me all the while. After that, he asked me to show my tongue and he started sucking my tongue.Then he raised my shirt and unhooked my bra. He started chewing my left nipple while pressing the right breast.I glided my left hand towards his crotch and felt his rock. “Yeah, they knew what they were doing.”“Right? Isn’t it great, when you know the guy is going to actually get you off, multiple times, before he’s done. You can relax, get into it, not fucking worry about getting off like it’s a fucking race. Something so fucking awesome about knowing for sure you won’t be getting out of bed until your legs don’t work.”“Fucking god, Jessy. I’ve met a few Daeva with the same obsession, but never a Gangrel,” Clara said.Jessy half snorted, half laughed, and.