"Do you like these panties?" he asked, his hands moving up to her waist, gently rubbing her sides."Not really," she replied, looking down at him. "Why...do you ask?"He smiled, showing off his fangs. Moving her back a little, he brought his head up and bit into the side of her underwear. His fangs sliced through the fabric, what was left of them falling off onto his neck. Tossing them aside, Matt pulled her back onto his face and kissed her opening slit, teasing her a little."Wow," she gasped,. It’s a nice stable boat. Not a racing boat, but it has everything we need to get you started, and there’s room enough for two. Time enough for the Laser when you can sail Jeff’s boat.’ It was my turn to stare. Beth’s head came up and she frowned. ‘Well?’ she demanded. I grinned. ‘Aye-aye, ma’am!’ I saluted, and Beth laughed, transforming her usual solemn look for a moment, before it returned. ‘Nine o’clock at the basin. Thanks, Beth, you’re an angel!’ ‘More likely a fool,’ I thought I heard her. A crushed stone path way, through the a small cluster of tropical plants, led up to an amazing Morroccian style door. I knocked, hesitantly, not being totally sure I could do erotic massage for money. The door opened gently and the most beautiful, sensual woman I have ever seen smiled at me."I am Jaslyn, you are here to learn massage, you are welcomed to my home, please come in."She was barely five feet tall. She moved like tall grass in a summer breeze. Dressed, in a black sleeveless top, and. . wait for it ... was fucking Jane. Well not fucking Jane, just Jane actually. The plain Jane I was talking to was actually christened Jane. And Jane had a secret. She was unlucky.‘You have got to be fucking shitting me, karma!’ I thought to myself. Instead of saying something witty or supportive, I just couldn’t help myself. I began laughing at the universe. When I couldn’t stop immediately, that just made me laugh harder. Jane eventually went from smiling, to frowning, to angry. It was only.