But tonight, I look at her with disdain and I know that Rin is the cause of this. "Where have you been?" She demands. Ignoring her, I cross the room t... my variety of alcohol and pour myself a glass. I down it all in one shot. It's enough to calm my nerves a little, which is all alcohol is good for for vampires. I turn to Lennox. A wicked scowl is planted on her face. "Go away," I say to her. "I'm not in the mood." This displeases her. In a heartbeat, she is in my face clutching my jaw in her. Two more jumped on and did the same horrid thing, fucking her face and cumming in her throat, slamming her into submission. She was beat. She’d do whatever they wanted now. And they knew it.She was a fuck pig.They flipped her over and she felt them unlock the handcuffs. She also felt them pouring some kind of oil all over her ass. She didn’t care, she was theirs, she was their fuck pig.“Lift your ass up” was the order she heard, and she obeyed. She felt the man grab her hips as he rubbed. Where do you find them?”Sir John laughed then introduced us as BP and SB.“You like them Spyridoula?” Sir John asked the woman. “They are English girls who like their bodies and aren’t afraid to show them.”“Good, good. English girls are so beautiful and liberated. Do they satisfy you John?”Spyridoula turned to me and tweaked one of my nipples.“I like your cute little titties BP, they make you look very young, have you started having periods yet?”My eyes went wide open as I heard the unusual. If you thought the stuff at the funeral was funny, you should've come over to my house right after the funeral. We all got really tanked, and then that made us say some things we couldn't have said in the church. You said you went to my mother's funeral, back in 1992?" Hers, and Billy's mom's too. We missed Mr. Blackwell's, but neither of us had moved back here by then. There are so many people dying now. You didn't go to Frank Tierney's funeral. That was a sad one. He got run over and dragged.