Grabby…"), and the sight of tender, naked flesh awakened his inhuman hunger. He bared his fangs and growled ("What's that noise he's making? He didn...t get his already, did he?").Latos climbed onto the bed and pinned her down. He was hungry for the warm blood of the living, but this woman's unearthly beauty had awakened an older desire, one he thought forever extinguished. He ripped the rest of her costume off and spread her legs, running his hands over her creamy white thighs. So young, so. " "No," I interrupted her, "I'm Victoria." "Not to me! Victoria seems too formal to me, and besides you look like a Tori." I shook my head, but smiled. I already liked her aura of self-assurance. I was a little pissed at Penny for not waiting for me, and was cold and hated waiting. Jayne's idea seemed reasonable. "So, this club of yours," I asked, "is it far?" "Just a few blocks down," and she pointing in the direction. Exclaiming, "Let's go, Tori!" she grabbed my hand and insistently began. She’d stated her daughter was in the cabin, so there would be no coming in for coffee. Ed was happy with that.As they strolled arm in arm along the softly lit pathway, a slim female wearing jeans and tennis shoes silently passed them by, with a big dog at her heel.“That’s one way of getting home safely without a man.” joked Ed.“Yes, I recon so! And all her brute expects at the door is a pat on the head and a bone to chew!” quipped Val.“Oh, I dunno, she might be grateful and give him a kiss?”. She stared at the ceiling, numb. Her soul felt as filthy as her body. She was used. Violated. Unclean. Ruined.After many minutes of silent despair, she sighed and began the slow work of freeing her immobilized limbs.Scalding water coursed down her chest. She’d long since scrubbed the vile remnants of Wormtongue’s seed from her skin, but no matter how frequently she rasped her flesh with abrasives, no matter how many times she heated basins of bathwater to a boil and rinsed herself with the.