I needed to feed and to get out of sunlight, but neither seemed possible right then. I would just have to somehow last until lunchtime and see if I co...ld find my sisters to feed off them. They were sophomores, after all, and they seemed willing to let me dine off them so far. Their high-iron lunch would come in rather handy for them at that point, wouldn’t it?“Charles, you look rather faint. Do you need some of my blood?” Maria Mazzini, my first cousin, now offered me.“I offered the same thing. One of them should pass almost directly through this laboratory, since it's on a direct line between Mt.Hood and Mt.Tabor. I've proved that volcanoes are outlets for psychic energy, so it's lucky for me that Portland has a volcanic cone within its city limits. It connects with another line that runs from here at Mt.Tabor to Mt.St. Helens, then across to Mt.Adams and back to Mt.Hood. This forms a complete loop, making the flow of energy that much stronger." He adjusted a hand crank, shifting the. I slowly drove up to her and tooted the horn. She looked over at me and the look on her face was indescribable. I shouted, " Get in the car!!!" She came over and got in and I started on this endless rant about how I trusted her and how I couldn't believe she would do something like this. She sat there, as I continued my dumb-assed babble, looking out of the passenger side window, with tears streaming down her face, not saying anything. As I kept on, I looked over at her and, I don't know where. Eventually we were facing each other, me kneeling and naked from the waist up, her sitting. Our hands were roving all over each other’s body, touching, caressing, pinching scratching and stroking, we were in heaven because we both loved the feel of the others skin. I loved the feel of her breasts and ass, she loved to touch my nipples and stroke my chest. She pulled her hands away from my body, tore off my dressing gown and slid her hands between my legs. We both gasped as she found my cock,.