'Get the one back there. Right where the tail and ass meet ... yeah ... that one. More! Like that!'Then I'm getting these word pictures in my head, my...hand follows the pictures and I'm scratching exactly where he wants.'Oops, I'm done ... you can stop now.'He gets down ... no claws. 'Now, let me out. I have a yen for rabbit.'"You know you can't go out ... you piss off the old lady two houses down ... she calls the cops ... you get arrested and it's ME that has to pay the fine."'But, but, but. ? I'm not that enlightened. So sue me. I can say I've never felt shorted by the girls ever, so it works for me.Besides it makes me horny. Keelin's pretty little pussy may have been getting lapped but it was Terry's beautiful ass that got pounded at the same time. Like I said, it works for me.We received numerous messages from Liz but other than the anticipated ration of shit I caught for scoring another bull's-eye she didn't have much to update us. I still had my feelers out locally but there. She wondered where her stake was. She had plenty of back up weapons, James Bond probably had less concealed weapons than Buffy habitually carried in her clothes.But she wasn't dying. She hadn't lost nearly enough blood for that, even if she'd been just a normal human. She realised that this was symbolic, that Dru had fed from her and now wanted to return the favour. She didn't like the idea, didn't even like her steaks rare. But she guessed it was like swallowing after giving oral sex, it was. “What?” I said glancing over at her. She was driving; well it was her car. She wheeled it around and back toward the Hansons’ place.“What are you doing,” I said, even though it was obvious what she was doing.“I left my purse on the couch in the receiving room. Gotta get it,” she said. I sighed.“Okay,” I said. I knew better than to come between a woman and her purse.We pulled into the drive in no more than ten minutes from having left.I waved her off, Anna, and said I would go get it.I headed up.