Not he reaches for his goblet, takes a long swig and approaches me. The pain howls in my head like the jackals sacred to Wepwawet howl at the full moo.... But I ignore it and focus on the eyes of this man before me. Now he pretends to take another sip of wine then tosses the remainder of the cup in my face. I close my eyes in time but cannot avoid smelling the heady sweet aroma as the liquid covers my face and runs in rivulets down between my breasts. I feel drops of it enter my wounds; adding. I already said everything B's done. So what about me? I staked a vamp my first day in Sunny-D and introduced myself. I went on patrol with B a few times, and the only time I tried to take charge of anything, I tried to get B to be a "bad girl" like me, and ended up killing a human. I betrayed you guys, joined the Mayor, helped him become a demon, tried to kill all of you, and then took an eight month long nap. I wake up, try to kill you all again, switch bodies with B, try to get her to take. I got out of my bedding, dressed, and exited my tent. I looked around. I was at a Landkur-Minturi encampment. I still could not believe that we were helping this man who had been a thorn in my side since my return to this land.Hell, it wasn't so long ago that he had cast an excruciating spell at me, forcing me to change from dragon back into a human. I shrugged that thought away, and surveyed my surroundings.Tents. Thousands and thousands of tents were set up on this plain. Fires were burning. "Hi there Mrs. Cane" I said. Mrs. Cane was a woman in her early thirties whose husband ran off a few years back. She had short dark hair, large C cup-looking tits, a nice firm ass and is just a little chubby. Coupled with her funny sense of humor, I always wondered why her dumb-ass ex-husband ran off. Needless to say Mrs. Cane was a big part of my spank-bank. “How many times do I have to tell you, call me Liz.” she said with a mock-frown. “Sorry Mrs. Ca- er, Liz... force of habit” I replied..