Yann felt that he's taking advantage of her, but enjoys it too much to stop. He felt like the worst perv in history. Poor sensitive boy, just because ...he called him with his friend's name; he thought that Viki mistook him for another of her employees, one that she fancied; he thought that she was making out with him under a false assumption that he was Pete, her eyesight being so bad that she could easily make such mistake. He felt terrible, dishonest, angry with himself, remorseful and above. He was convinced she had mesmerized them into thinkingshe fucked them while she was really drinking their blood. Mind control atits best. The ideas of eternal youth ringing in his mind, never getting old,or learning what it was like to wake up with stiff joints, threats of heartdisease, arthritis or Alzheimer's was appealing. Living night to night forthe sake of a fun laugh; even better.This was potentially very wrong. He knew he should not want such a thing,but life was starting to fail, he. ‘I lost the child in the second trimester. A miscarriage. I was almost grateful it happened except that it had ended a new life. I was staying with an old school friend in Calgary who had taken me in. She was a life-saver. I was borderline suicidal for a while. Eventually, I got a job at a women’s clothing store in a mall and that led to getting an apartment for myself.’ ‘I threw myself into the job and that helped fill the days. After a while, I was promoted to assistant manager, then I was. ‘Hey, I love it! And I love what you do to my pussy too!’ Lindsay replied.We snuggled for a bit then went and cleaned up in the shower. We enjoyed a very sensual shower together, both spent from our earlier activities. It was very nice to relax with a beautiful, naked woman.I went back to my room for the night and had no trouble getting to sleep after all the fun we’d had! The next morning we were up early and after a quick breakfast, off to the airport to catch a flight back to HQ.Everything.