What an ass I thought.“That sucks, I should just, quit and get the fuck out of here.” I stammered my angry words out.“Well you could do that or�...�” she stopped mid-sentence.The lift door opened and she followed me in. I pushed 7 and she pushed 19 – the floor reserved for the elite of the company.I stood and looked at her. She was small with perfect sizes breasts – just a handful – and I could see her nipples were hardening under her silk dress.“Or?…” I said wanting to know. Her nervous mood had changed her face now radiated with a mixture of pleasure, awe, and satisfaction. She cuddled to me and admitted no one had ever done any of those things to her. I just whispered that we weren't finished yet. She said, “I hope not” as she shifted positions and headed down to my rampant cock.Happily, she knew her way around a cock, obviously she had compensated for her looks by developing oral talents very few guys could resist. She had her share of “dates” and “boyfriends”. But he hadn't even tried to defend himself.Bralan saw the blood. Her first thought was that her claim had been validated. Only when Jorgarn toppled to the ground did that thought vanish. Jorgarn was impervious. She knew he was human but she didn't think he could truly be harmed.She raced forward, her friends in her wake, until she stood with the small crowd that huddled around the fallen figure. She saw Rayna coming toward them, a look of anger on her face. Only the hands of her friends on her. I felt sick and more worried than ever. I drained a few more beers and started on the vodka until it was starting to get late. Taking myself off to bed, I passed out and had a full night's drunken slumber only to wake Saturday morning to a hangover and the realisation that my problem hadn't gone away. When I could face food, I made myself something to eat and decided I should go out and get some fresh air. It would do me good and maybe help me clear my head. Opting to leave the car (probably.