“Why are you putting the labels in this?” “Oh I just thought it was funny cause Im a punk so I figured we had a full house type of thing.” I s...id with a nervous chuckle. Vanessa gave me a smile “Don’t be nervous I'm not gunna hurt your or anything.” She said sitting next to me again. “Can I call you anything besides Vampira?” I asked “Queen…Mistress” She suggested. “I’ll call you vampira.” I said with a smile. A small ringing went off and Vampira went into her corset and pulled out a cell. I enjoy swimming and do so when possible. Although I have to admit that swimming in a pool is nothing compared to swimming in the open ocean days beyond the sight of land. That's a bad habit, along with not wearing many if any clothes, I picked up in a three-year relationship with a lover who ferried yachts throughout the world. I don't think I was fully dressed for any consecutive 24-hour period in those three years. But tonight I wanted a hot tub and when I checked in, I threw my clothes. She heard Mohammed scoff. He wanted to seed this woman. "Why, you think we all deseased or something?" N..no", she stammerred, she was appalled that she would be impregnated, "It's just.....my husband.... we are trying for a baby".The men were laughing and saying she could have their baby, and tears rolled from her eyes as she pleaded again and again.Finally Mohammed says "So we wear these protections, you fuck us really nice, yeah? You be nice and we all fuck anyway we want, yeah?" Frida was. ." Patty," he interrupted. "You want to have sex. Don't you."There was a long silence. "Yes," she finally said."Patty, I think you also like, or need... a lot of... reassurance... sometimes... about our relationship. You wish we could be together more."There was another long silence. It made her sound like an insecure ninny, and she started to object. Then she thought of how the daily interaction with Van had slowly turned her head around. "Yes," she finally said softly."You know that won't.