She imagined them kissing, his hands exploring her body, and as she did so her hands went where she imagined his would, brushing her stomach and then ...he sides of her breasts. Her hands cupped her large tits and squeezed them gently, pinching the hardening nipples through the fabric of her bra and blouse between her thumb and forefinger.Feeling quite randy now, and enjoying this whilst outside, a little breeze cooling her down and speckles of sun falling through the leaves to warm her up rather. Even in that business there has been many changes; the clothes, the style, the kinks. I have done a lot for food and for pleasure; I used the men for my sexual desire and my need for their blood.Although due to the times I have learned to not to kill all of my meals, no matter how evil they are, most of them would still be missed, or worse yet, found. So I have to take just enough to satisfy my thirst but not enough that they would have to be taken in to the hospital, most of the time I feed. She opened the door in several seconds. She was wrapped in a towel.Are you ok? I asked her, smiling yes, I’m, come in and she answered still holding the towel close to her gorgeous body. You’re not going to wash like this right? Let me hold your towel for it not to get wet. She wasn’t looking at me when I was taking her towel.How could she hide her incredible body under any clothing item at all? I was drinking my cocktail looking at her body, admiring it. She was smiling sheepishly. I was. Picking her up he yelled for his GGrandfather as he carried her into the front parlor and laid her down on a couch. Gently he touched her forehead, Miranda saw his eyes go wide and rushed forward." What is it? What's wrong mama?" Laurel took a deep breath and blinked several times trying to keep from fainting. Connor carefully brushed his fingers over her temples easing the fainting spell. "You'll be fine in a minute mama, just lay here don't try and get up, Miranda don't hover over her, give.