It is my soul’s fate to be persecuted, I suppose. Or my body’s, since my soul no longer exists. (If it ever did.) Why did Torquemada choose to spa...e me from death? Was he ‘sparing’ me at all? Or did he think that un-death was the greater punishment for one of my ilk? He certainly was impassioned when he bit me, enflamed. I can still feel his hot breath on my neck, smell the stench of his arousal. (Do I smell like that when I’m aroused?) I’m sure he was as insatiable then, as I am now. Eternal. It had been a beautiful day…a wonderful day to be on vacation with the man she had grown to love more than any other she had ever been with. The trees were at peak autumn brilliance, the air crisp, and the sky a flawless blue. But he had spoken even less than is his wont. She knew him to be a man of few words, but this was different. She was starting to wish that she had not discussed the commitment issue with him the night before. But she had to say it…she just had to get it out in the open.. Please don't make me do this, I don't want to get in trouble again." You won't get in trouble, you'll come to my room, I'll fuck that married cunt of yours and you'll still get home about the time you normally do. How does that sound Janet?" Three or four hours of my hard young cock, fucking you for the next couple of nights should satisfy even you, at least until I come back to town again. This is going to work out real well Janet, real well." Ron Please, listen to me." Be there Janet and. Hands found breasts, lips found lips and they were soon locked in a tight embrace. Slowly, Bev began to push away.Ooh, Cel, baby. I want it too but I need to check Tommy's room while he is out." Come with me." They searched the closet and every drawer for drugs but found nothing. Celeste plopped down on Tommy's bed and pulled up his pillow to lean against. There, beneath the pillow, was a pair of Bev's panties.Celeste picked them up and gave a little sniff. "Yep, they're yours alright. I think.