I checked out the booths, to see if the GHs still existed - they did! Also very good to see.I entered a booth, dropped my pants, and began viewing vid...os while indulging in some self-pleasure. It's always been my M.O. to stand in a direct line to the GH, so anyone peeking could get a full view. It didn't take long for the first fingers to wiggle in the hole. I stepped on over, and slid my now-erect cock into the hole. Since the fingers looked like those of a pretty young guy, I figured it was a. I worked 11p - 7a going in from Sundays - Thursdays which meant that when I got off that Thursday morning I didn't have to be back at work until 11p Sunday night. We did arrange for to meet Tyrell for brunch the Sunday before and I could tell from her reaction that Dawn wanted him to be her first ever black cock. I thought she was going to cream her fucking panties just sitting there talking with him. We walked out together and after he and I shook hands Dawn gave him a very nice, big hug and. . why do you hate the Kindred so much?”God damn it Jack. If there is one way you’re going to die, it’s pissing off a monster with your big mouth.“Christ you got balls. But, I am being pretty rude here. Not that I’m going to stop, but it warrants explanation. I lost important people to vamps.”“Lost?”“Yeah, lost you little fuckwad. Dead, killed, gone. I was just a little girl, and I lost a lot of important people to Viktor. You know, your grandsire?”Oh shit. Shit shit shit. “I ... I’m s—”“Stow. ‘Nice to meet you.’ She nodded. Bella nickered softly behind me. ‘I’ll have a look at your father.’ The man was breathing steadily, and, though his face was covered with blood, the wound was superficial. If he woke up, he’d probably be fine. I felt like moving on. I knew she would want me to stay. Goddamnit. We moved him to a clearing a short way from the road where I cleaned his head-wound with a measure of liquor and stitched him up with the gut I keep on hand for just this sort of.