Perhaps not about the child,“ he added hastily, “but about your feelings. Perhaps you can explain to her that you did not show your sorrow at firs... because you were in a state of disbelief. But now, you need some more time to recover before you can even contemplate another suitor.”“Yes,” Lucy said slowly, nodding her head in agreement, “I think I’ll be able to find the words to explain things to her, now that I have spoken to you so frankly. Thank you for listening. You must be an awfully good. Only at those times were their needs for sex greater than their need for human blood.Lafitte sighed in uncharacteristic frustration. He had so wanted to impale the bayou tasty treat. His instinct told him that Marie would stake him mortally before he could cum in the tiny virgin's luscious ass.A knock at the basement trapdoor brought Lafitte to his feet. The entire clan went silent and they looked to their leader fearfully.It was Marie's Hep cat, Michael, the "know it all" shaman of her inner. To my surprise, he had done something new to his hair. Where yesterday hehad used bobby pins to secure his hair behind his ears, today, it seems,he had helped himself to my jewelry box and found two small silverbarrettes that he had place inconspicuously behind his ears to hold thehair off his smiling face."How do I look, Mother?" Like you are ready to have the time of your life! I love the hair and Iknow the girls at the salon will love it too. And I am seeing that yourcamy under your polo. I did. He then roamed around me and then spoke. "If you want to stay then you've to give me a guarantee". I looked at him confused. "Do u agree" he asked. All I could do was nod.He went inside and came out with a tattoo machine. I got scared but stayed kneeling. He said that he was going to add a small tattoo so that in future I dont cause pain to him and myself. He asked me whether it was acceptable. I got confused. He removed his underwear and all my confusions were gone. He wrote "Manoj's.