“Then begin!”I rolled my eyes and clutched the silly little wicker basket we’d been forced to carry. Not that I intended to waste my time gather...ng eggs.“Come on,” I grabbed Allison by the arm. “Let’s go see the roses.”If I had to waste my time coming out here, then at the very least I could use it to enjoy myself with a nice walk through the flowers. After all, it was hardly the Garden’s fault that we had to play this childish game. Besides, it truly was a lovely day out.“Hey look!” Allison. When the young fellow came out of the stable, I called to him from the woods. I had the Springfield pointed at him.He walked to me. I asked about the women. He told me about the eight women they had. None sounded like Spring. I gave him a description of Spring and told him that she had gone missing in February. "He don't like them that young. Too much trouble." How many men in the roadhouse?" Three. The owner, a big fellow who keeps the men in line, and a mean little fellow who keeps the women. But their heads blocked my hands from reaching down and stopping my husband. Besides, I was caught up in the lust of the moment. Chris unsnapped my pants and lowered the zipper.Chris removed my breast from his mouth, and knelt in front of me. He grasped the legs on my pants and began to pull them off me. Initially, I raised my bottom off the couch to allow him to begin to lower my pants and panties together."Chris, what are you doing?" I asked nervously. But I knew precisely what his intention. A tattoo of a bat silhouetted against the full moon on her left breast completed the seductive picture.Sapphire dropped the money on the formidable desk. “Another happy customer,” she smiled. Lilith screwed her face in disinterest, “Did you feed from him.”With a widening smile Sapphire replied, “He always satisfies my hunger, but he did mention my age again.” Lilith stopped counting the money for the third time and looked up.“How long has he been with you?” she enquired.“A few years, I’m not.