Gordon played with me and fondled my breasts with carefulness, but when it came to his mouth he showed no mercy. Every riff of the guitar meant a lick... and every lick on the guitar meant a nibble. I pulled away and pushed Gordon to make him lay down in the back seat. I kissed him on the neck and bit his ear lobes and he started to moan himself. His deep voice vibrated though my body. Back then, I had only loved to give oral, but not receive it, so I pulled off Gordons boxers to reveal the. I just shoot him a look in response. “Whatever, lets go to Jose’s for Taco Tuesday.” 2 The five days went by fast. I look up from my laptop when I hear the door open, but it isn’t her. I’ve been here for over an hour, yet she still hasn’t shown up. I can’t blame her considering I got here almost two hours early. I absentmindedly scratch at the roughness on my neck that has grown since my last shave a few days ago. I feel it adds character to my face and thought it’d make a better impression. They wouldn't let me see her. As a matter of fact, I spent the night after our dinner with Lars in a hotel with Eoin, Paul, and about a dozen agents from MI5 while Ambrose supervised the clean-up at the townhouse. From what I overheard before they realized I was listening, Hestia was not just dead, she was mauled. They said something about not being able to find all of her pieces when the coroner showed up. The other two security agents who went with Hestia, Lady Ancen, and Grandmother were in. .. a year out of school. Half a year in a wheelchair. I was wobbly out of the cast but there was a street dance with a live band and I was going. Do you have any idea how horny a teenage girl can get when there’s a cast in the way? A cast that starts at the neck and ends at the toes?Somebody was at least getting stink finger before I went home. Yessir!Wobbly ... I mentioned that ... wobbly added a whole new dimension to my walk ... guys noticed. Hell ... grandfathers noticed.I had been cursed.