Stepping closer, he see’s her eyes locked on a young dark haired women. Her eyes slowly undressing her one long slow sip at a time. He sets the drin... down right in front of her.He leans in and and lifts her head till their eyes meet. “Open your mouth like a good girl” he growls. A wave of excitement crashes threw her body as goose bumps dance across her soft flesh. Eagerly she opens her mouth, as he places a pill on her tongue, “Now let go and show me your fantasy!”. He takes one as he starts. She felt her throat which was now really sore, burning like a sonofabitch. That said, the wound was shallow, barely a scratch and it had already stopped bleeding.She looked up at the stars, God, the Powers that Be or whoever. "Ok, vamp dusted, innocent protected, sacred duty performed, yadda, yadda, yadda. Now, if you don't mind I'm now going home to spend three days in bed drinking mom's chicken soup and having Dawn rub my feet."She limped off through the graveyard towards the bright lights of. She was breathing hard. Her voluptuous body streaked with oil, cum, leaves and earth. Her arse was a mass of livid red wets. Her makeup was smeared over here face, and her hair was a tangled mess of goo, mud and leaves. “Now,” Anita demanded of her slave, “Tell us, you dirty, dirty whore, what you want this boy to do.” Samantha was so desperate she had slid one hand between her obscenely spread legs, divided her cunt lips and was madly frigging her clit with her fingertips. “Oh Christ,” she. It was the beginning of the daylight sleeping part of the diurnal cycle.“I’m not sure what you mean, Kirim,” I replied.“You have the ear of the Empress, that makes you influential ... and also, a target. So I ask again, what kind of future are you creating?”“One where she can grow to her fullest potential, live happily and find love,” I replied with a slight smile. “But I’m only a man and subject to limited expectations.”“Do you know what you’re doing?”“Hell, no. I just give advice as I see.