"What do I taste like, really?" I can taste the fluid your skin produces for temperature management, your sweat. It has salt in it and pheromones that...humans use to communicate with each other. I can taste some of the flavorings that were in your past meals. Under that are the proteins and minerals that make up your skin and body fluids." Pheromones I sort of knew about, but I never thought about them much. I can remember how Geoff smelled." Revekah closed her eyes and thought about his pillow,. ‘I’ve got things to do and I’m hungry,’ said Gabby. ‘Have fun.’ As Gabby left for her shower, Becks sat astride Chris’ legs and slowly stroked his cock, encouraging it to grow to its full length, which it did in only a couple of minutes. She then moved up the bed until her cunt entrance was directly over his cock, lifted herself up and sat down hard, impaling herself on its full length. Becks leant forward on Chris, her hard nipples pressed into his chest. ‘That feels soooo good,’ she cooed in. Plus they still owe me a blood oath for restoring their home. I intend to collect on it, unlike the other assassin guilds they NEVER miss!” An evil laugh escaped his throat as his com tech made the necessary connections.It was several hours later when there was an answer to his call. A raspy voice came from the speakers. “Who are you to demand the services of the Ocicat clan? Speak; we are already aware of where you are. You will be dead within a quarter toton if your answer does not satisfy. “I can see you’re cute, and have a nice figure. These guys that come in here really don’t care how you dance anyway. All I care about is that you are over eighteen, and you understand the rules.” He handed me a green sheet of cardboard with “House Rules” at the top, and the following list of bullets: Dancers are paid $6/hr Dancers must be on time for their shift. *Tips must be handed to dancers or placed in garter. *Customers may not touch dancers, except when placing tips in their garters *No.