“Get lost, I am not in the mood.”“Bad mistake.” With two long strides he was next to her, leaned forward, gripped her hair an yanked her off t...e bed.Pain made her gasp, eyes wide open she looked up to him. Anger flared up inside him.Just strands of black hair remained in his fist as the other fist connected with her jaw and her head spun around. “Undress, now.” He tried to stay focused, in control. The urge to kick her was growing. Teach her, who was in charge. If she gave in he would still use. “But you know that you are much more emotional than me about these things. Can you handle the emotions of seeing me fuck that chick? You’re going to have to perform in front of me with Kent and maybe even with Janelle. Are you OK with that? Have you thought about being with a woman?”“The last time I was with a girl was back in high school,” Bridget explained while eating a piece of fruit. “Since I met you I hadn’t even wanted to be with a woman. That was until last night. Going to the club and. Tout en marchant pour aller chez lui, on a échangé joyeusement sur les bons points du match contre le binôme adverse. Arrivé devant son immeuble, on monte quelques étages à pied (j’en profite pour mater son petit Q bien moulé dans son jogging) pour entrer enfin dans un petit studio d’étudiant.Stef me dit installe toi, fais comme chez toi, je vais nous préparer l’apéritif de la victoire !Pendant que Stef préparait 2 whiskies coca ainsi que des cacahuètes et autres biscuits salés, je m’installais. “Julias would prefer we talk about each other, and goof around, and laugh, and ... and be happy, you know? Last thing he’d want is for us to cry over him.”“Well I d-did cry!” she said.Jessy held up her hand. “Me too.”“Yeah, me too.” Sighing, Jack got up, walked around a counter-top, and stepped into his kitchen. A moment later he returned with some glasses and a bottle of blood. “I felt it when he died. Like, not just emotionally, but physically. Felt an ache I couldn’t explain.”“Sire childe.