.. just after Lafayette Reynolds departed, before Jason Stackhouse and Amy Burley abducted Eddie.“Eddie Fournier?” I asked the gay, heavyset vampi...e.“Yes? How did you know my name?” Eddie wondered.“Trust me, I have no time to explain. I need just a little of your blood to heal me of this wound, and in return, I’ll keep the two drainers coming your way from kidnapping you. Whatever you do, DON’T ANSWER THAT DOOR!” I cautioned Eddie, who was a bit nervous and scared by now.“How much of my blood. I wasn’t really afraid of you, I was afraid of how you made me feel when you looked at me. You’re such a big man, but I’ve decided that I like big men now,” Corinne said. She wasn’t afraid of Smitty anymore, but she knew she was talking like a young girl.“Miss Corinne, I like tall skinny women and you sure are a fine, handsome woman – if I may tell you that.”“Thank you, Smitty. Will you tell me your name, now that we’ve met?”“I’m Harold. Harold Dean Watson. I kinda like Smitty though, since Eli. I don’t know if that’s something she usually wears or if she was just being a flirt. Either way, DJ was drooling over her the minute she walked in the door. The two of them were playing their little game of sexual innuendo chatting, making almost every remark somehow have something to do with sex. From her pulling zucchini and cucumbers from the fridge, to DJ making a smart remark about our master bedroom being our love cave. I just quietly went along with them, following behind as they mixed. He put his fingers back inside her, and thrust them against her G-spot as best he could from his somewhat awkward position, all while licking from the opening of her vagina to her anus, and back again. She gasped and began to play with her nipples, massaging her tits, bringing first one then the other up to her mouth to suck on them and bite the nipples. When she came, she was quiet – she lurched forward, grabbed Bob’s legs, and a seismic shudder ripped through her body. Her thighs clamped.