Killing is still killing. I may one day have to kill for survival or in order to protect myself. Both you and Moria have hinted at that enough that I ...ot the message loud and clear. But to kill people in order to consume their life energy? No way.”“As with everything else in your life, that is your choice.”“I know.”... “Do I get one of those collar thingies?” Clarissa asked at dinner.“Yes.”“Not a leather one, those are so last century. I want a techy one or a jewelry one.”“Are you sure?”“Not. I just wanted to look and be teased, and say goodbye to the woman who was unzipping my pants, reaching inside to find my aching cock. What was I doing? I felt the adrenalin coursing through my veins, it was fight or flight time and I wasn't running. Why not? Was I crazy, or just stupid? It was O Day, I was going to have all the sex a man could want in another hour or two ... I didn't need this!But I wanted it.All of my male instincts were telling me to mate with this girl. Eve wouldn't have to. She had on her big worn out T-shirt and a pair of panties. She knew that I had been sleeping in the nude for years but that didn’t stop her from tickling me. Whenever she did that I knew that she wanted to wrestle. I wasn’t ticklish but Nichoël sure was. It wasn’t very long at all before her shirt was up to her waist and I could clearly see her panties. Soon her T-shirt was up further and my covers were down further. Just about the time her little tits came into view for me my cock came into. 'A work of art!' He smiled to himself. He was quite proud of his creation. And with good reason, it truly was a work of art.It was a glorious day out, the sun was out and it was nice and warm. Not too hot or too humid. Eric and Franchesca took a long walk around the grounds, holding hands. Then they separated, each going their own way, with so much to do this afternoon. He kissed her goodbye for now. The next time he saw her, she would be his bride.She went upstairs to take a long bubble bath..