"She says no. Without a viable artery, there's no way to make the repairs you need." I don't suppose draining energy from her would help slow her blee...ing?" Simon asked, never looking away from his task."Sorry, but it doesn't work like that," Alex replied. "The effect on the blood is secondary, a byproduct, and I don't look forward to draining more energy after what I've already done to her." Damn," he swore again as he continued to work. Jennifer continued to mop the freely flowing blood, but. He started sucking on the nipple until it was hard as a rock. With his other hand, he was rubbing his finger up and down my pussy on the outside of my panties. At the same time, my husband was rubbing the inside of my thigh right next to Bob’s hand. It felt so good having the two of them feeling and playing with my legs, my pussy, and my tits. It was very long before I started to moan and squirm. My husband said to Bob “It looks likes like she’s about ready. I hope I can find a place to park. "Oh, hi, Lissa," he said with a friendly smile. Ever since he had met her, he had thought she was hot. It was too bad his roommate had claimed her."Hi, Billy," she said, flashing him the warmest smile she had ever given him. There was something a little flirtatious in that smile, he thought. Or maybe he was just fantasizing."Is that that ugly girl Matt's been dating?" Walt called out from the couch, not turning to look. That was just Walt's way; he threw around insults the way most people made. I knew from Sean that she was a NIH (National Institutes of Health) student, which meant that she would spend part of her first two years at Hopkins, but do her doctoral work elsewhere. She was also the only girl among the first-years that came. Minor detail. Still, I don't remember paying any attention to her at the lake; I was too busy rowing around on the canoe while she was enjoying the water.Eventually, everyone headed back to the cabin, unpacked, and pitched in to make dinner. When.