He of course said no, but the sex that night had been incredible. In fact it was the most intense love making they had had in quite some time. And eve...y time he would start to slow down some, she would whisper in his ear the things she would do to dissuade the collector from shutting them down. That night her husband had come several times, and she came so many times she could not even keep track. As she thought of that night, she felt herself get wet and her need intensified. Before she knew. What was happening? Part of me screamed that this was wrong, that I was straight and that I was only doing this because I was drunk. But it felt so right that I kept going. Tay started kissing down my neck, suckling at my suddenly erect nipples, smooching her way down my stomach towards my already wet mound. My hands struggled to push the dampened black thong down my legs, and Taylor was only too willing to help me out. Underneath was a bald, neatly shaved, tight little pussy, with small pink. I turned the corner and saw there was one man leaning against the door frame of a booth about halfway down the hall. As I approached, I made sure to pull my shirt open so the white and fluorescent pink cups of my bra were glowing brightly in the gloom.I stared at the gentleman's crotch as I walked closer to him. When I was just about in front of him, I very briefly paused and lifted my eyes up to meet his gaze.He was a little older than me, and dressed in khaki slacks and an oxford button-down. A doctor of some sort? His eyes were visible behind thick technical glasses with telescopes affixed to them. He was making his way closer to her bed, and after she had calmed down he came nearer.He reached into a pocket on his lab coat, took out a small metal case, and put in on a table next to her gurney. He flipped it open and withdrew a syringe filled with a shimmering liquid. Raven’s eyes widened, but she forced herself to stay still, jaw clenched tight.The man ignored her and stabbed her.