She looks drop dead gorgeous. I caught her eye for a few seconds, and the eye contact we made was intense. It made me a little weak in the knees, and ... couldn’t help but sheepishly look away. God, she is beautiful. Oh! I’m up. As I walk across the stage, I can’t even try to look at all of those faces. I actually think I’ll cry if I do. Holy shit. There must have been something in the pot I smoked this morning.. this isn’t me talking! Well whatever. Speaking of pot, I’m hungry as fuck. Is this. If anything, he would have been my rebound. My old college boyfriend and I broke up at the beginning of my senior year because he couldn't keep his dick out of the girl who lived in the apartment right below us. I kicked him out and tried to ignore them whenever our paths crossed. I did call the police on them a couple of times when the smell of dope came wafting out of an open doorway or window. Pigfuckers.After graduation, my uncle made a couple of calls and got me a job through a friend of a. .." He summoned up what little remained of his courage. "I don't want anyone else to see me like this."Regina rose in one sinuous motion and stood looking down at him. Her red leather boots had three inch heels. He took a step back, already regretting his spontaneous words."So, you have too much to do? We have your idiot son helping you now, don't we? And you never had help before. So how can there be too much work for you? Unless, that is, you've slowed down, you lazy slug."He quivered before. That meant feeding, often, keeping it sated and quiet.He’d come into confidence quickly, to be able to feed so readily; except with women, of course. Something about talking to a woman always threw him off, made him hesitate, doubt himself, all those things women generally found unappealing. The Prince found it endearing. He’d gotten a lot better at it, especially when it came to hunting, but still.He licked his lips as the smell of blood hit his nose again. Sándor’s, and Clara’s, where it.
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