He stared at my tits and belly button. I knew my nipples were stiff, since I was excited, but they felt like bullets.“Jack, you’ve seen my breasts...before.”“Not like this!” I laughed at that, but then one of his fingers strayed across a nipple and I gasped. My back arched and I stopped breathing for a second. My nipples were so sensitive I came just from a random touch! Emboldened, Jack gingerly ran his fingertips over my nipples and drove me crazy. “Wow!” he repeated.“Oh, Jack!” I gasped, as he. " She gestured at the seated body whose white britches were blood spattered and now turning dark red at the waist.We walked back into the front room where another bloody body lay twisted on the floor, neck wound gaping. I had already forgotten how I killed him but then I saw his bare buttocks and remembered what he had been doing. The woman shuddered as she walked past him, and I touched her back."That's my husband, was my husband," she said quietly, pointing to the grey-haired body lying. There were still dark rings under her eyes but her beautiful lush mouth was reddish and her green eyes clear.“I am very, very, old and as you know, my name is Sarafina,” her voice was kind.“Old? Shit, you can’t be more than sixteen or seventeen at the most.”She laughed a deep sound that made my heart warm. “My dear, Jake, I am close to five thousand years old.”My jaw dropped. “C’mon, are you high?”She got up and went over to my bookshelf that was crumbling under all the pocketbooks that were. If everything goes well, we'll set up a direct transfusion and see if we can reduce these cravings of yours."I nodded and we both took our seats. Jonathan started with me, drawing about six tubes of blood for testing. Then he did the same with Angela. "You two look about as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs." Jonathan joked as he mixed the tubes of blood and walked over to where his equipment was laid out.Neither of us laughed at his attempted humor, and he quickly.