“I was on my way home. My apartment is right around the corner.” Rose noticed his erection and bit her lower lip. Ladies are not supposed to bring...random men home, she thought to herself. Rose, you’re a good girl; a girl with class. A girl like you doesn't jump into a stranger's car and carry him home! “I’m a bad girl today” she said aloud. She slid across the vinyl bench seat of the old plymouth and whispered in Michael’s ear, “I’m going to have you today!” She grabbed his balls roughly. ”“You’re cute,” Susan said. “You do as much to sell our stuff by escorting us as we do by wearing it.”“How are you funding this enterprise?” I asked. I saw Lil standing in the doorway with a bemused expression on her face.“None of us have really drawn any pay from what we do,” Susan continued. “I kind of keep the books and the money. We’ve bought three sewing machines, fabric, and notions. Everything else is in a bank account Ross’s dad helped us set up. But we’ve recently received an influx of. Perhaps she will wind up making gadgets for the other Paisley hunters or maybe she will find her hunter niche on Monster Island.Lastly, there is Winnifred Van Helsing. This stuck-up witch is from one of the twisted branches of the family tree. Misstress Swift has refused to teach students as arrogant as Winny, but the girl's lineage and wealthy Londoner parents ensured she could not refuse young Winnifred. Her crimson hair matches her pale-but-blushing skin. She prefers to cinch herself into. “Yesterday sucked huh?” I asked.“Yea” she answered, cowering in the corner of the bed.“Today is not going to be fun either, as a matter of fact it could get painful, but as long as you cooperate, you won't be injured...not too bad any way. If you fight me then... well you become not worth my time.” I opened the wall safe so she could see the 1911 I had left in there. “Do you understand Jamie? I am not a nice guy, but I can be fair. Does that sound fair Jamie? Your cooperation in exchange for me.