He kissed her neck, shoulders. He reached behind and unfastened her bra. He pulled it off her shoulders and flung it away. Max often talked with hi... buddies in crude terms about the virtues of big breasts, but he thought Hina's breasts were a vision of sweet loveliness. They were a perfect match for her, smaller but they had a beautiful shape, covered in smooth creamy skin and had small pink nipples. When Max kissed them they melted under his lips. He turned her onto her back. He gently. The blonde must have been in a good mood. DeathBane shipments apparently didn't arrive very often."The name's Lyrica, kid. I happen to like your looks, but don't get any funny ideas. I'm not one of your typical lollies that you can flip on her back at the snap of your fingers. I can best any dom between here and sunset. That's why I'm dictator of this here organization."'Of course. Vampire Lyrica, the scourge of the Death Strip. And, I the fool had just fallen in love with her.FOGEY GANG: Band. "Each of them is worth more than your television set. This suit cost more than three months of your salary, and I have several others. Part of this comes from my salary. The Brothel, as you know, is a believer in offering competitive salaries to its staff, and I can honestly say that my pay is in the top quartile for my grade. Which is quite senior. Some of it has come as a result of astute investment. I have quite a portfolio of share-holdings I can tell you. But most of it has come from. Curious, I opened the menu of videos my daughter had saved. It appeared, from the thumbnails, that we were her favorite performers, since there were several clips saved, a sort of “Greatest Hits” review of her mother’s and my love life. I returned to the video at hand.I restarted it, lost in remembrances. Last year, for my birthday, Kathy had schlepped the kids over to her mother’s house, and we had celebrated at home. The centerpiece, and my very favorite gift, had been her bestowing upon me.