Instead, I accessed funds of my own, drawn from one of the accounts I had set up over the centuries. I, unlike a certain brooding TV vampire, HAD esta...lished an investment portfolio. I bought us each several complete change of clothes and reserved a compartment on the train heading towards Paris. One compartment of course.My plan nearly blew up in my face when Don got a look at what I had bought for him."No, absolutely not. Not even No but HELL NO."I suppose I couldn't blame him. After all, the. As I slide the strap on into your ass you moan so loud I stop ‘Am I hurting you?’ I ask worried. ‘NO! Don’t stop! It’s amazing!’ you say breathlessly. I keep going, pushing deeper and deeper into your virgin ass. Now that I am in, you start grinding your hips, as if you are fucking me, but really it’s your ass that is taking the assault. You reach down to grab your still hard cock to start stroking it. I stop you, ‘Don’t touch yourself” I demand, ‘hands behind your head’… you lay back. I knew what would come next. My stomach dropped as I realized what I was witnessing, what the pranksters had wanted me to see—the rape of my only daughter. A chill overtook my body, and I sprinted towards the kitchen phone intent on calling the police, but moments before I picked up the phone, it rang. I answered. ?Miss Brooks, what were you planning?? ?I?? ?We are deadly serious when we say we are watching you. I see you fidgeting with the hem of your blouse, and that. Her head was slightly bowed and she seemed to be absently playing with her food, stirring it with a fork. ‘That’s an odd thing to ask,’ I said. ‘What’s brought it on?’ Veronica didn’t look up but continued to toy with her plate of food. ‘Nothing in particular.’ Then she looked up, her blue eyes briefly scanning my face, and shrugged her shoulders. ‘I just wondered. Curious, that’s all.’ The subject of sex, or making love, had not been mentioned (or tried) for many years – too many years, really.