I handed her back the empty bottle."Great!" She laughed happily. "Let's see what happens now." She gave me a quick kiss and then packed the rest of...the bottles back into her bag and stood up to go."Where are you going?" I asked."Home. You have my number. Call me to tell me how things are going." With that she turned and left."What about the rest of the cure?" I called after her."You'll get it, all in good time!"The aches didn't kick in until about lunchtime the next day. Don't get me. His hips moved back and forth slightly. I couldn’t see what he was looking at, the laptop was turned away from me, which made me curious. He might be watching just about anything. All I knew was that it made him hard.I was torn between watching Toby masturbate – like any mom, I enjoyed watching my son do just about anything – and leaving him to privately engage with whatever it was. Just as I was about to turn away, Toby ejaculated. He came on my desk, streams of cum pooling together. He turned. You know whatever he suggests you go for."She laughed. "That's sexually, baby, not art."He made a grab for her. "I'm up for anything, lady."She swatted his hand away. An older woman across the room glanced disapprovingly at them."Stop it Dutch," Rosa whispered."What say we find a hiding place somewhere?"She started walking away from him. But he followed on her heels. Rosa tried to look stern, but her dusky face was coloring. "You'll get us thrown out," she said. He could tell she wanted to. My fingers playing in the illumination, I said, "I wish I could just put it aside to think over later, but-." I sighed, giving a little shrug."We each deal with things differently." His lips left a trail of kisses across my shoulder."You're right." I sighed again. "There's just something about the whole incident that doesn't sit right. Cryptic warnings and prophetic threats are things Witches deal in, not Vampires." Vampires dealt in blackmail and political intrigue, for some reason.