Myrian, this is Zooey. Even under these circumstances, it felt good to see him, his connection with him – and the rest of the vampires – had faded...in his absence, but it was definitely still there. Myrian turned to Zooey, looking her up and down. Well, arent you adorable, he said almost listlessly. Eric knew how Myrian felt about humans, somewhere along his thirteen-hundred years of existence, he had grown tired of them. He saw them as pets who craved subjugation, as blood bags whose being. I pulled him into me, let him slip out of me, pulled him back again. I angled my head slightly back, looking for the stranger’s blue eyes. They were glued to mine, and I felt a thrill at knowing I held both men captive.I shifted my leg and pulled my skirt up as far as it would go, reaching between my legs. I watched with a wave of pleasure as the stranger’s eyes dropped from mine to the space between my legs where my fingers pressed hard at my wet pussy. I knew he couldn’t see much from his. He, or she, was still in a state of near frenzy, hurling questions and demands at the other agent in an incoherent flurry."You're the chick from the hotel. That's all I know."Lowry grimaced. He decided to sit down, keeping the trench coat closely wrapped around his naked female form. Even so, he caught Swisher looking at his chest and legs."You are Gaylord Swisher. We only met a few days ago. We were on a surveillance mission. We had this Kalliope piece-of-shit. Well, now I'm...this. Got. " Then he said, "I have no disease and the stuff I squirted in you is decaffeinated/unleaded — I had myself fixed years ago." Decaffeinated? Unleaded? What does that mean?" I have been sterilized. Neutered. A vasectomy. They tie the sperm ducts so that nothing dangerous comes out," he told her.With clear anger, she said, "Kevin told me he wouldn't make me pregnant and always used a condom, but you didn't. Why should I believe you?" What would reassure you? If you're pregnant by me, I'll marry.