Wore my pink thong with my blue mini shorts and a t-shirt and left to meet him.When I reached the cafe it was nearly empty with hardly any customers, ...he owner knew me so welcomed me and I went and sat at our usual table waiting for my boyfriend. That day, the owner stared at me from his counter for about nearly 10-12 minutes trying to check me out, it creeped me out cause he was looking at me as if he had wrong intentions for me (which eventually came true and that story is for a later time)My. Trust me, I do. But we can’t. I mean, you’re my best friend’s ex-girlfriend. It’d kill him if I made a move on you.’ ‘So, you’re choosing to kill me instead.’ With these words, a single tear fell from her eye, although it was indistinguishable from the other drops of water on her face. But Asher knew. Bridget turned to leave, and Asher felt panic swelling in his chest. If he didn’t seize this moment, it would never come again. He knew what it entailed and what consequences it would bring, but. ', she said with a playful tone and got up. And I went to take a shower like a good boy.Mom was wearing a black bra, black suspenders and black stockings. No panties! She looked and smelled like heaven as she opened the door and Lana walked in. Lana was about five years older than my mom. She was a pampered, rich, beautiful and very classy woman who always wore the latest fashion and took care of herself by regularly going to the gym and spas. Her green eyes and black hair gave her a unique. “You’ve got such a high percentage of zombie cells, you should be undead by now. Any tissue I expose to your blood turns the sample, but in your case you haven’t.”She nodded, stroking her chin. “That might explain why the zombies don’t react to me. My blood doesn’t excite them, though they’ll attack other undead, whose blood doesn’t contain the necessary nutrients.”“You’ve got a higher percentage of undead cells than many of your zombies. I’m eager to determine why you haven’t turned yet. If I.