Leaving a trail of bloody footprints behind her, she continued towardsthe study where an embattled Damon Perry was rapidly losing his strugglefor life... * * * *Two motionless, black clad bodies attested to his own accuracy with theweapon gripped in his remaining good hand as Perry watched the doorwayfor any more of the assassins. His comp was fried, and his left armrefused to function at all. But the savvy street kid who had made hisfortune in ways that. They were both asleep. They were probably too drunk to have done anything.His company’s house was much too nice for just any employee, which confirmed my hunch that Terry was some hotshot in the area. I woke Terry and Bella and led them into the house. Bella’s dress was askew and her ass cheeks were hanging out; she didn’t notice.“Well, this is my place. Make yourselves at home,” Terry said. His buzz was starting to wear off. Inside, the decor was spartan, with a mismatched dining and living. Carlos and Davy were here.“What the fuck? What are you doing here?” Carlos scowled as the girl in the green apron came over.“What?” the waitress said with shock. Her bright electric blue hair almost covered her eyes. Her skin was very pale and her ears were over-filled with piercings. She frowned her dark purple lips. “Um, didn’t you order a cranberry muffin?”“You’re the snipey little bitch from--”“Lay off, Carlos,” Elizabeth sighed. “Thank you, Roxxi.”“You’re welcome!” Roxxi replied.“If you. She was in the kitchen preparing some food and she turned around when she heard me come in. She asked me if I was comfortable being naked with her family and I said I was. She looked at my cock and said, "I know you will keep my daughter happy with that big cock of yours." I was hard again and she just grabbed me and gave me one stroke and said, 'You will get to know all of us a little better in the future. We are all very open and our lifestyle may or may not be agreeable to you." I said.