Anja, more flexible than Wilma, crouched down and, one at a time, opened the rings and snapped them closed about Veronica’s wrists. The rings did no... have to be locked with a key because Veronica, with one hand on each side of the clock base, had no way to reach and release them once they were latched.She had never been in such a physically vulnerable position in her life.As Anja latched the second steel cuff, she looked at Veronica and whispered, ?You may not feel like it right now, but you’re. . I’m not lying.” He looked down at his chest, and put a hand over the open gashes. The Kindred blood stayed inside his wounds, like a liquid with its own mind determined to stay hidden. With a groan of pain, he looked back up to her. “About either part.”“Either? What fucking either?”“What you’re thinking.” He finally started to pull himself up under his own power.Watching the beaten and sliced open Ventrue get up struck her with a sudden fear. What she was thinking? He didn’t know what she was. I was not sure what to do. She struted back over to me and put her hand on my cock and stroked it a few times. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Jenna then said maybe this will help, and she removed her bikini top. Her large breast swayed as she danced. And I really liked her tan line around her tits. My cock was getting harder and harder. Jenna came over to me and shook her boobs in my face. Then she turned her back to me and pooched out her ass and started to tease me by pulling her. Like a striking snake, he reached down grabbing my hair and hauled me off to the kitchen. I could hear frightful murmurings from the friend and her man in our wake to a room that was out of eyeshot. He backed me up against the kitchen wall, one hand tangling my hair to keep my head back and one hand grasping a switch blade to my throat. I had both hands against his shoulders trying to push him away. “You think your some bravado bitch that’s going to save the day but you are just going to get.