‘Don’t talk.’ Max reprimanded her sternly. ‘You aren’t supposed to talk.’ She closed her eyes, clearly frustrated. Max had an idea. He sea...ched around and found a notepad and pen. He grabbed her hand and put the pen in it and sat the pad in her lap. ‘Write it.’ Megan opened her eyes and shakily attempted to write. It looked like a bunch of squiggles. ‘I’ve seen your kid write better than that.’ He teased. After pondering the wiggly lines, he realized it said Christian. ‘He’s with your Dad.. " We can try it on the next vampire." If they ever is another, those two were the last." I'm sure someone else will do it. Vampires are popular now." But they're all sparkly now and very stalkerish. Where's the fun inthat?" Maybe someone could turn themselves into the True Blood vampires." That would be cool, although they just sort of melt when they die. I'mnot cleaning that up or wanting to be anywhere nearby when it happens.Plus some of them seem to be nice, only a few of them are. Her father always told, from her earliest memory, that her oral skills would be her biggest asset. Her father trained her, teaching her how to deep throat, in all different kinds of positions. He used a stop watch to keep track of how long she could hold her breath with his cock in her mouth. She and her mother practiced with dildos mounted on the wall, all different sizes. She hoped to impress Mr Jackson, who knows where this cock warmer job could lead to.Miss Buxom came out of Mr Jackson’s. It worked yes the rumors were true!!! Holy shit yes!!! Alright then are you under my control, Carla…” I ask her waiting for her response she simply stared ahead.Yes, Master, I am yours my mind and body belong to you; I will obey your every word and command…” She says robotically good… this is going to be fun!. “For your first task, I want you to take your shirt off!” I said with glee.Yes, Master as you wish she said. She took off her shirt all that remained was her bra.“Good very good now get.