"Melissa chuckled along with Dee at that, but surprised Dee by saying, "Honey, I wouldn't count on a ring's presence to be a deterrent. If you knew ho... many times I've been hit on over the years while wearing my wedding ring set--sometimes even by my husband's so-called friends--you would probably be shocked. It's just something a woman has to learn to deal with."Downstairs, as Brooke waited for her father to finish in the communal men's room, Sister Kylie, approached her with a mysterious. He had the hardest time trying to determine what language they were using, let alone what they were saying. Only an occasional word sounded familiar. In frustration he went to see what Alexis was doing, rather than listen to their confusing and esoteric babble. ‘What in the world are those two talking about. I have the hardest time understanding them,’ he said to Alexis thinking she’d understand. ‘They’ve developed their own language. It’s multilingual, ancient vampire with bits and pieces. Breathing hard I can feel my arousal growing. My chest moves up and down as I breathe heavily, making my deliciously plump boobs wobble slightly from the motion. “Who are you?” I breathe trying again to think back to the club. I can remember a bit more now but they are only hazy memories with some guy who’d taken a liking to me. I struggle with my memory, but can’t remember the conversation for the life of me. Feeling so close, yet so far from figuring out what I told him. He chuckles. Oh how I. “Excuse me?” “Oh, nothing, send her up.” I turned back to the screen, not really looking at the words. Behind me, my visitor tapped on the door. “Come in.” The door clicked open and I forced myself to sit still as she crossed the room to me. She dropped her bag down beside the desk, laid a soft hand on my shoulder and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “I thought you might need some cheering up.” I covered her hand with my own, still facing away. “How very sweet of you, Kay. And how were you.