‘I hate vampires because they took from me the one thing I have ever cared about. The day after that, I dropped from the Orders curriculum and began...studying on my own. Studying things which could be useful to kill vampires because I knew that I would not stop until the ones responsible were dead, or I was. And, so far, I am still alive.’ Freyja leaned even farther over the table, looking at me. ‘What would it take to call a truce between us Tre?’ She smiled invitingly, ‘I have all manner of. She just smiled and put her hand on my groin, gently squeezing my dick. “I’ll take care of this later,” she said giving me a pout with her rosy lips.Next, we went to a designer store to look at crop tops. The paper was clear, off-shoulder or sleeveless tops, with at least one piece showing the waist clearly.The same story repeated, with me holding the door open and her trying different tops. This time, Ayesha was enjoying the exhibition of her own body. She had on a very small bra, barely. Just as it started to feel really fucking good, she wrapped her whole hand around the tip and stroked down to my balls, holding tightly. Her other hand copied the exact process from the thumb sliding to the fisting. Her hands found a rhythm fairly quickly, stroking my length, twisting slightly. I dropped to my elbows and buried my face in her throat. Holy fucking shit, Lily, I grunted. Id always thought handjobs were the poor mans fuck, but this was easily the best handjob Id ever had, topping. I had wondered how a bride was going to wear white at a nude wedding. Boy, would I soon find out! Checking the P.O. Box one day in Houston, just about as that sudden Tropical Storm was starting to hit, I saw a pair of usual letters that quite caught my eye. The first envelope was gold with silver details and bore some sort of crest. Inside was a brief hand-written letter and three appointment cards that would admit the bearers to an extremely exclusive and private ladies salon and spa, where.