" We both knew I wasn't rubbing her back. I kissed the top of her head, then buried my nose in her hair. She smelled wonderful -- sweaty from danc...ng, but wonderful. Taking encouragement from her sighs, I hiked her short skirt up slightly, and massaged her warm, panty-clad bottom. She tilted her head upward and our eyes met. She was blushing. I realized she was guiding us towards a darker corner. I turned so that I had my back to everyone and slipped my hands into her panties, my thumb. I wasn't worried about Gray Eagle. He would hide the money in a chest, somewhere, and just take out enough to solve problems as they came up. I had complete confidence in Gray Eagle, and I planned to add to the stash as more money came my way.I still was a long way from being ready to settle down, so I was polite to the unmarried girls who courted me, but I refused to spend the night in anyone's hut. It's not that I didn't like girls, I just was not ready to be tied down. I got all of the. He claimed with an absolutely straight face that I was even more beautiful now than when he first met me. Pointing out that he had been about 5 years old when I passed through his life for the first time, when I was still immortal and had enlisted the help of his parents to help me search for a wild vampire that had been terrorizing the East Coast, had proved futile. I inevitably faltered in the face of his logic that biologically we were nearly the same age. His wrapping me in his arms before. He perused through the few stories he had written before settling on an early story of a man who had a fetish for school girl outfits and acted out fantasies with his girlfriend. He figured he would start her out with a mild one in case she was simply just curious what they were like. He also thought it better not to start with any of the stories that involve men cheating on their wives. Even though they are just stories after all, Aaron knew it was better to be safe than sorry. Im going to.