The next morning I made strong coffee before I did anything else.Even though it was Saturday I rode the bike to Helen's Sit Down. When I walked in I t...ok a look around as I always did. It was an old habit to assess the threats in a room and rank them.There were three middle aged ladies sitting at a picnic table near the rear of the room. Their eyes lit up when I entered. I ranked their threat assessment as high. Not because I thought they were assassins, but because I had a feeling I had seen. That begun the dance contests hahaI wasn’t much of a dancer but boy was Derek. He danced to 4-5 songs in a row with lauren. He kept on grabbing her arms and throwing them around his neck . She let him and would laugh. It was like we had a roommate . Not much of one since his bedroom was big enough for a full bed that was it. Better then being on the street though . I told them I was going to brush my teeth and hit the bed. The egg nog was worse than the rum even though I was super drunk from it. And as she did her thoughts were still working furiously. Together they had plumbed the depths of her own kinky fantasies. They'd discovered her deeply buried interest in lesbianism and dominance. But this was so much. She'd never actually been with another woman, although they'd talked about it often enough. This was totally unexpected. For a brief moment she was undecided. But that quickly passed. She knew she would hate herself in the morning if she let this opportunity go by. She broke off. Hayden wasn’t focusing on his words as she was too busy working herself up to her second orgasm in the last 10 minutes. Again the intensity was greater than any time she had cum in the past due undoubtedly to his immortal powers. She had barely finished her orgasm when she felt a rush of blood to the head and found herself on her hands and knees on the hard tile.“I can’t even imagine how tight your asshole must be,” Dracula whispered in her ear from behind her. “Tell me, are you a virgin back.