Before I finished the first arm, her skin broke out in goose bumps. The room was warm, so it wasn't from the cold.Then I switched to her other arm. In...the process I saw two very large "goose bumps" on her chest. I grazed them with my hand, pretending it was an accident. I noticed the other arm was covered in goose bumps before I even got to her elbow. Pamela's breathing deepened. Before I finished, she pulled her arm out of my grasp, took a deep breath, and grabbed the bottom of her shirt,. I could have called the cops, or a priest maybe. At the very least I should have told her in no uncertain terms to get the hell out of my life, but I didn't do any of that. I just stood there blinking at the woman ... er, vampire, I mean.Except she was posing in a red mini-skirt, the stretchy kind, and Shelly's legs were every bit as perfect as any I'd ever seen. Much like her breasts, which were kind of right there, jutting proud and firm between her slender shoulders and flat tummy. She. There was a faint scar on her forehead from that time Venerable and the Deacons had destroyed her place.She stood straight, held out a calloused hand to shake, “I’m Mrs. Hogg. Plan to reopen my bar.”Just like that.Wasn’t my jurisdiction, wasn’t my call. But prevention ... the bar would be a slap in the face to Holy Redemption and its pious congregation. I didn’t care much about that, but Venerable and those Deacons, eleven now, were another matter.The three of them — Mrs. Hogg and her silent. Dropping my face to your chest, I lick and bite at your nipple, sucking it and the barbell through it into my mouth. I hear quiet moans escaping your lips as I tease your nipple. I can tell you are nearing orgasm from my stimulation and pull the other nipple out to tweak with my hand. You struggle to come quietly as I ravage your nipples simultaneously. I am taking no prisoners, and I want you to know that I will ensure pleasure ripples through your body multiple times tonight. You grip my head.