Several people here don’t mind bartering goods with Fahra and they even supply her with coin to spend here by buying the goods she has on offer. Man... are hypocrites as they won’t buy her goods but they will sell to her and her people knowing that she only has money to spend because others brought her stolen goods.”“Money talks,” Dusty offered.“Yes, this is true of our society too. We may have magical people but most of the people are not. We also have our share of pirates but they are called by. You winked, as you walked out of the cooler. When you reached the door, you turned around and whispered, ‘You owe me’.HER:And ‘owe me’ he does. As I leave the restaurant I am smirking at the thoughts of him going back to work, serving customers, and knowing that he is completely spent but begging for more. I am sure he will be raging hard all night. I get into my car, still feeling the wetness between my legs. He got his, but I need mine, completely now. I don’t know if I can take it much. Evidently his job hadn't been to hang around or to kill vampires."I've fought them," Kennedy told him. "Once it was a short little guy, a midget, I think. Even though I was pretty sure what it was, it still ambushed me from behind. I got lucky." A little guy?" Pipes said.Kennedy wasn't stupid. She saw his eyes narrow, his whole body tauten, his gaze focus on her."Yeah. He cut my neck with his fangs, but I did a flip and landed midget-side-down. Then, well -- wooden stakes work a lot better than. " No," Carol said. "You just keep eating. I will go make more bread. I am finished anyway." She got up from the table and walked into the house. Her fine ass was swaying very nicely as she walked away. I told Marla that I would go help her since she wasn't familiar with the stove, and I got up and went inside, too.As I rounded the doorway to the kitchen, I saw Carol bending over in front of the stove. Her white skirt was stretched tight around her nice wide ass.I thought to myself, "Damn, what.