Damien knew it was loaded with rock salt, a tactic he had used many times as a living hunter.With a roar, he threw Abigail to the side. His red-haired...vampiress tumbled across the floor and came up in a crouch. The shotgun roared. Pain exploded across Damien's side. He felt every grain of salt strike his skin. Smoke wisped from his wounds as thousands of crystals dug into his flesh, pricking agony through his body."Bitch!"His shouted thundered through the hall. His right arm fell limp. So much. It would be two months before Thomas turned nineteen. Marlena stuck close to Thomas and waved off servers taking orders for drinks when she could.They had been in New York City for over Two weeks to record the album. Marlena took care of Thomas’ needs. Masturbating and sleeping with him always calmed him after a particularly exciting or grueling day. Marlena knew it was not professional on her part but if it kept him from wandering the streets of the city looking for relief with strangers as. He gave her a reassuring nod as they both entered the building.As they entered the building they saw tools and equipment scattered among heavy construction beams, joints, and rafters for setting a building. He had to watch where he stepped, otherwise he might trip over some of the beams or an empty wielding tank. As they moved through the building his shoes echoed against the barren walls and her heels made an audible click. He wondered if this building really was haunted.A churning roar. "All right, Ari," he ordered. "Show Junior League you still care abouthim. Give him a big deep kiss."She hesitated. Her eyes went wide with shock. But then she smiled aroundthe mouthful of spunk and spit that was making her smooth cheeks swell.Grabbed my head with both hands. Fastened her lips over mine. Jabbed herthumbs into the my jaws to make me open up. And pushed a huge gob ofMax's fresh warm ejaculate, mixed with plenty of her saliva, onto mytongue."Go on, Small Time," Max urged me.