“Good girl. When you squeeze our hands, all the fear and weakness and shame will leave you. It will flow out of you to us. In its place, strength an... love and courage will flow back. Do you feel that strength and love, that courage?” Jack reinforced his words with positive feelings. The girl’s grip loosened slightly.“Good. Now I want you to open your eyes again but keep holding our hands. The detective will ask you some questions. Any time you feel bad, you squeeze tightly and force the bad. I could feel my cock begin to twitch and thicken again. “You little sissy, are you gay or something, do you think I should dress you as a little girl, and make you wear bra and panties all the time, what do you think your friends would say if I told them?” I couldn’t respond, the mixture of fear and for some reason the growing erection that was stretching the pink satin panties I was wearing, prevented any sane response.Through my barely open eyes, her panties were in my full view, the red. With a snarl Sarah sunk her teeth into the man’s throat. Her canines elongated, piercing his pulsating flesh with razor-sharp points. He shuddered as his skin tore then quickly stilled and brought one hand down to Sarah’s skirt. When he lifted it over her hip there was nothing else in the way of his searching fingers; by now Sarah knew not to wear panties. They only got in the way. Sarah’s eyes fluttered shut as the first drop of the man’s blood hit her tongue and his fingertips skimmed her wet. Over something as stupid as that, can you believe?’ ‘She probably felt that since you really wanted your space then you could have it.’ ‘Bloody Hell, how the fuck did you know that? That’s exactly what she said?’ Matt looked shocked. Because it’s pretty obvious, idiot.’ Mykelos laughed, ‘plus I’m gay. I know stuff like that.’ Matt looked at Mykelos more shocked than before. ‘Are you joking? You don’t look like a pouf, no offence, mate.’ Mykelos laughed heartily at that. This was not the first.