She winked at me, said something, then looked at me again. Her finger was still inside her shorts, and now I was parallel with her. I could see what s...e did. Her thumb stroked one puffy pussy lip. She winked again and pulled the finger out of her shorts. She held her finger up to her lips, urging me to silence, then looked around quickly. A large hedge lined the driveway on one side. She said something, then hung up the phone. She moved to the hedge side of the car, where she was shielded from. ‘Did you like it?’ She asked candidly. ‘Would you like to go a step further?’‘How do you, I mean how can I do that?’I was completely lost for a moment. I didn’t really understand what she was talking about. ‘What do you mean exactly?’‘Would you like to experience the well beings of becoming a Vampire?’‘What! A vampire?’ Now I was really panicking and yet the idea seemed to appeal to me but I wanted to know more. ‘How can I do that?’‘Just bite me, that’s all’. She answered stretching out her arm. It was only the girls. Several female eyes seemed to be on him, either fully staring or sneaking peeks. He didn't know why. He had just looked like himself that morning after his shower. Nothing new, or special. Probably Her doing. The guys were just ignoring him. He was happy about that.For his part, his mind was still trying to comprehend the latest download. That's what it felt like: She was sending him these huge chunks of data, in the hope that some of it had meaning to him. There weren't. That said, the humiliating secret truth is that this is one of the ways I manage my enormous ego: I feed its most deviant sexual needs, and in return it allows me to be less of a bitch the rest of the time. I especially love doing it to someone who’s never experienced it before, just for that moment when their eyes bug out ... though of course that restricts me to just the one position, so I can see it when it happens. And yes, there’s certainly some submissiveness at play. As for how dirty it.