Come on, please.”They glare at me.“Could I do the washing up?”“Pot washer’s done it.”“Wait tables for you later then.”“I wait tables...” the woman yells, pointing at herself. “Me! Not some cute little tranny whore getting all my tips.”I suddenly remember the cab fares I’ve worked off, saving a fortune and getting my pussy filled. Lifting my chin, I smooth the front of my little blue dress, and toss my sweet bobbed hair.“There must be something I can do,” I pout.The chef and the woman exchange a. She smiles and says sounds like fun. Tina went to room 203 at the Hilton at 6:00 pm, she hoped they would be good and drunk before she got there, and they were. She knocked on the door and Pete answered it, pulled her inside, and yelled out hey Tommy your birthday present is here. This handsome young man stumbled towards her hardly able to walk or see as far as that goes. Pete and the guys say take her back in the bedroom unwrap your present! Tina helps him to the bedroom strips, then strips. "She gave me a look of disgust and said, "You are sick! You can't seriously mean that!" Yep" I said, "I'd eat her even with all that cum on her," and my wife walked out of the room. This conversation or variations of it took place for several months, always with my wife leaving the room in disgust.Perhaps a few words are in order here on my wife. Sarah is a walking contradiction in terms as far as sex goes. She is the most sensual and sexual woman that I have ever known. She isn't anywhere near. Although Leonora had assured her that as time went by she would need to feed less often, Cassi had fed twice more. Both times she had simply overcome young women with her aura, feed from them and then muddled their memory so they could not really remember what had happened, let alone with whom.The first was a twenty-two year old coed at the nearby college on her way back to her dorm from a study session at the library. In a hurry, she had taken a short cut across the commons and then in back of.