" Karen said as she tried to catch his eyes."Like I'd let you look into my eyes that long. Yes I've seen you do things for the passed week. I'd love..... Karen!!!" Tal was interrupted as Karen curled onto her side."Please, Do what I ask. I need a healer. Go to them, help them, then bring them all back here to me. Please." Karen said through gritted teeth.Tal knew by what he saw he was in no position to argue with Karen and so stood up and for the first time in a long while let his human form go. " I can't look up at him, knowing he's watching me do this. I feel a rush of blood to my face, a flood of embarrassment and vulnerability in my stomach, and a hot wetness building in my panties. My peripheral vision shows me that he's slowly stroking his hard on, watching me run my fingertips over my rapidly swelling and aching nipples."You like that, don't you slut?" Yes" I answer, barely audible even to me. I nod my head, closing my eyes."Now, you can start by licking my balls, and do it. I couldn’t see the door reflected in the mirror, so I paused before continuing, not wishing to exhibit myself to the staff or some innocent passer-by. “Thought you might need a hand,” he said, with the merest trace of devilment in his voice but no schoolboy smirk on his lips. Then he was behind me, hands on my hips, kissing and nuzzling my neck as before. Unable to close my eyes I simply watched our reflection, watched this gorgeous young thing feasting on my neck, kissing my earlobes, tracing. She was only eight when her mother Rebecca, a renowned author, found out the location of their new residence and decided to write a new novel called Murder in a Ghost Town. A story about a woman named Samantha Rodriguez who was being framed for the murder of three people. Many critics claimed that her novel was a blueprint for murder. Even with the bad press it went on to be a best seller and by the time she reached her thirty-fourth birthday she was known by half the world. More novels.