”“Sir,” I say as he coughs again. “I can only work on weekends. And you pay me what you feel is fair.”“That’s my boy,” he says coughin... again as I stare at him in confusion. “That is how I got started in business. Make the customer state his price. Come by tomorrow at noon and clean out the pool and next weekend you can start on the rest of the property.” For some reason I’m not getting a mean vibe from him.At dinner, I tell grandma what happened with Mr. Kennedy after I did Peggy’s yard (not. I was not a vampire but still, i had a sensation tingling in me. i bit him gently. he said harder grabbing my crotch. i bit him more and squeezed his ass. he moaned in pain. he said it gave him pleasure. he turned on me and was looking at me with hunger. he started smooching my lips, digging his nails into me. i did not want to be somebody's feast so i held pushed him with one arm gently holding his stomach. he stared and said, i like being a vampire but do not suck blood. he started biting my. I could hardly afford to buy her a burger!”“Yes way,” Louise nodded, “but she said that their school relationship had really been set up from the start by their crazy rich parents. She married Trevor, sure ... but they were more friends than real lovers, even back in school. She couldn’t go against her family, or really his either, but in her heart, if she had been able to make her own choice, she told me that she would have preferred you. You never wanted her for her money or social position,. .. to make love." A good-looking guy like you?" "Thanks," he said, hanging his head shyly, "but you didn't have to say that." "But it's true," I assured him. "If I were married to you, I don't think I could get enough, judging from the size of the bulge in your pants... Are you sure you're only eight inches?" "Well, actually, I've never really measured it with a ruler or anything." "Suppose you take it out of your trousers and let me be the judge," I suggested. "After all, I have the obligation.