Somehow it too had lost its head in the scramble. For good measure, I threw it at my other opponent. Again it screamed. Apparently, it had never found...itself in a situation where odd wasn’t in its favor. I overwhelmed it and killing it proved easy. Damn thing tried to struggle and get away, but I proved to fast. Locked between talon and jaw, removing its head Did I mention the blood?Just like a shower of it. Sure, I had smelt it in the air, but now I noticed that blood covered me head to toe.. He looked at Pat, who was messaging his cock through his pants, and reached down and felt Aimee's breasts. No response. He then got brazen, lifting the tee shirt up and exposing her chest. Two beautiful tits, pink areoles and hard nipples greeted his eyes. "Shit look at those puppies. Pat, pull down her thong and let's get a good look." Pat sat on the side of the couch, below Aimee's knees and extended his hands to the side of her hips. Looping the thong on his fingers, he slowly slid the thong. "But I'm going with you then." I don't need you to protect me," I said. Did I really just say that?He didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to go. I hadto go. The angel essentially told me to go and have fun. But there wasthis hurt feeling in my gut. I've never fought with Ron like this before.We rode the rest of the way to school in silence. And not our normal jamout to music in the morning silence. This was that bad silence where youknow that both people weren't talking to. It was a Saturday night and I wanted to head into San Francisco to listen to some jazz. It was about 7:30 when I arrived, and there were not many people yet or woman to watch. The band had set up and had been playing for approximately half an hour. I was sitting on a couch and had some room for others to sit next to me. I saw the door open and a tall strawberry blonde walked in, and our eyes connected. I was hoping she would come over and sit, but in the crowd I lost sight of her. I was looking.