Right?He licked my neck once making my shiver then bit down, breaking the flesh and into my neck. I felt a tingling sensation among my legs and my nec... at the same time. I felt the blood leave my body. I closed my eyes and put one hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer, edging him on to drink more. He obliged by adding more pressure to my pussy.His hands tugged at the elastic waistline of my panties. He gave another tug making the elastic snap back onto my skin, leaving my thigh. Walking to the armoire, I opened the middle cabinet and looked around. It was empty and smelled of stale dust. Yes, stale dust actually has a small. Opening the drawers, one by one, I decided to start arranging my things inside. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing, kind of like my writing. I decided I liked the armoire and desired to keep it. After working diligently at putting my things in their new place, I straightened up and sighed. My body was beginning to protest and I had to take. Handing it to his lover, Cam held it tight, sniffing in Gabe’s odor. Now he could go to sleep.Shirtless but wearing his tight jeans, Gabe wasn’t sure he was dressed right to run. So before Cam went inside, he pulled off his jeans too. Cam just stood there, in the driveway, Gabe’s shirt in one hand and now his jeans in the other, staring. Gabe was only wearing a tight pair of jockey shorts. They hid nothing. Cam snapped to attention and drooled over his boyfriend. With Gabe running off, Cam was. “It’s empty.”Lisa grinned, then walked over and picked it up. Aiming at some brush, she pressed the firing lever. The sagebrush exploded into a shower of fiery embers.“Now, it’s empty,” she proclaimed, and tossed it aside.Mac looked at her, astonished. Lisa broke into inane laughter.“Ha, ha! Faked you out! Big time!” she chortled.“You blew up the bush yourself!” he accused her, laughing with her. She admitted it. “I had some energy left over, so I just discharged it.”“You’re incredible!” Mac.