She wore a long flowered evening dress, low cut to promise firm pointed breasts showing a mole on the right one. Her narrow waist gave her figure an h...ur-glass shape with long, shapely legs. The host, Robert, was well-tanned with curly auburn hair and a thin moustache. ‘He does rather look like Clarke Gable,’ Emma thought. The hostess, Julie, was also well-tanned, suggesting that there was a sun-bed in regular use. She looked seductive and sexy in a slinky, copper-coloured, long satin dress to. My soulmate happens to be a falcon and they mate for life, wherever I go, he goes, he’s mine as I’ve said and would never leave me, so as much as he grumbles and used to be a Night World assassin he now fights with us or me actually if you want the blunt truth. So I felt embarrassed for all of us and disgusted on behalf of this poor witch. I could see from the pale, exhausted and heartsick state of him that he was being fed on and fucked probably, just used. I could see a healing bruise or two. “If you were my wife. I’d show you how you should be treated.” I looked into her eyes they her tearing up as one was falling down her cheek. I touched her chin wiping the tear away lifted her mouth to mine and I kissed her lightly on the lips. “I’m sorry,” She said, “That was inappr-“ My lips were on hers again, and I pushed my tongue passed her lips, and hers pushed back.We sat there making out on the couch like a pair of horny teenagers (that’s half right). I recalled that women generally. .. ah, that's the house."Dave followed his pointed finger to a two story house at the upcoming street corner. The well lit driveway and double garage doors faced the street they were on, and he spotted a young man and woman playing with a baby a little over a year old. The young woman was bent over as she called to the child, and the jiggling cleavage told Dave she had to be family.She was no goddess, but she was fairly attractive. Her classic Roman nose was prominent, but fit in well with her.