I was moaning as he began to grind his groin into mine. "Oh, god... Suck me as much as you want... I want you so... Nng!" He bit sharply with his fang..., piercing my neck but avoiding my jugular. He sucked hard, and I screamed from the pain. I pushed his head away from my neck and pressed my hand to the wound until the bleeding slowed. "Fucker!" He wiped at the blood dribbling down his chin. I started to feel cold in my toes and fingers. I would be I looked pale. He stood up and took of his. Morrison! Mrs. Morrison! The garage is on fire! You need to get out!" Back here!" came a bellowed reply from Mr. Morrison. I followed the voice, crawling down the hallway and entered the bedroom to see Mr. M. struggling to get Mrs. M. into her wheelchair. Both of them were coughing. The bedsheets were tangled around Mrs. M's cast, preventing him from getting her off the bed. As quickly and gently as I could, I unwrapped the sheets and freed the cast. Once the cast was loose from the sheets it. He probably shouldn’t have given me such a licence, as I took him at his word. I did enjoy his gasps and reactions as I perfected a few new ways to give him pleasure. His responses heightened mine, so we both benefited.Sarah had chuckled one night and informed me that we Aussies had created a very unusual situation. Having five Detectives from one country in a division, let alone on the Moon, had never happened before. Mark added, “No, it’s worse than that, you are all bloody Cane Toads.”“Ah,. I must have dozed off because suddenly I heard a man's voice on the loud speaker above us."Everyone alright in there?" the voice said, a deep gruff sound."It's very fucking hot in here. Are you going to get us down anytime soon?" Denise yelled back at him."We're working on it. How many people are in the car?" the man said."Just two of us," I replied. "And we are about to die from heat exhaustion. Any idea at all when you will let us out of here?" I said."We have two technicians up at the top of.