The boy was still breathing, but awkwardly, like he’d forgotten how to. The boy’s pretty face was fouled with blood and red dust, contorted into f...ar; his short, black hair no longer neatly tousled. Jamie’s dagger was still in his chest, leaking its poison through the boy’s body. It smelled something awful.Jamie was happy though. Clearly. This man couldn’t hide his bulging pants. Smirking, his sharp fangs showed clearly in the flickering torchlight. The way he was carrying about, he’d just won. " So will you go?"She thought about for a few seconds and decided some fresh air was exactly what she needed. Hell, on her way back she would go over and talk to her friend Julie. She hadn't seen Julie for a while."OK, I'll go." Thanks darling."He kissed her and she left the room. Hopefully Jim was fast asleep. The guy was a nasty pervert. He sat down in his basement and watched pornos all day. He was perverted and disgusting. Pornos. Yuck. What so entertaining about a bunch of big breasted. "I managed with you didn't I? You were nearly as bad in the beginning.A real chauvinist pig hard case if I remember rightly."The French maid glanced down at her feminine, satin clad body, thengave a slight blush and smiled shyly."Yes ma'am, I suppose I was. Will that be all?" Yes, thank you. Please have a light lunch ready for me at 1 o'clock.I'll take a quick swim before lunch and then see Victoria afterwards.********************It was actually a little after 2 o'clock when Jayne entered the. He had removed the flowers from thevase and had wrapped them and was carrying them and the box ofchocolates and another larger red box.When I saw our reflection in the car windows, I now really did look likesome call girl who got picked up by some successful business man andfucked senseless. He opened my door and closed it for me when I got in,quite the gentleman I thought. He placed all the items in the back seatand then we were on the road going back to my new home, where I wastrapped in a.