The waiting area had never been finished or set up with ticket gates or anything. Just a big, empty room where Kindred could gather. And as they walke... by it, still on the subway tracks, Julias spotted a few more vampires hanging out in its shadows.Another one stepped out from the black to peer at them, but once she recognized Julias, she gasped and stepped back into the black. He didn’t recognize her; must have been a Carthian. A huge growth covered half of her head and neck, tinted black.. " "So if I told you to...well....please me that way, you would?" "Hei." she says this with a determination that's almost kinda spooky. "Even though you've never done that before?" "Is that what you wish?" she asks with a smile. "Well, I never have with another girl either...I don't really know what I'd ask you to do. Do you masturbate?" "Silly, everyone does." "Then, uh....use your hands to, to, um, please me. Please me that way." Her face lights up with the words and she sits down next to me. It is common knowledge in the company and I don't know why I haven't heard about it before. Anyhow, Calvin and a friend of his, Addison Eberly, are taking vacations at the same time that Cora is." Damn it! I was afraid of something like that. Can you get me any info about those guys other than their names?" Got it already, John. I'll send you a couple of company ID photos over the phone. The guy with the glasses is Bostic." Thanks Bobby. Hey bro, I am sorry about all of this." Don't apologize. Peter sat contemplating this vision of loveliness resting across his lap, such a nice small girl with a tiny waist and a perfect pear shaped bottom that was made to be spanked. Peter was a legend in Amsterdam and was considered an artist when it came to spanking young ladies. He looked at a woman’s bottom as a blank canvas ready for him to apply his paint in a pattern of ridges and hues of red, and he had a feeling this one would be his masterpiece. The colour and texture of her skin was like.