I don't know Mrs petersWell think back boy and tell meI was thinking of football Mrs petersSo your a liar as well are you boy,No miss I repliedwhere w...s you looking when I called you she questioned and tell the truth boy or you will be in more troubleI was looking up your skirt Mrs peters ! I'm sorryOh your sorry are you? Yes necrosis petersHow dare you do something like that , are you a pervert or something,do you do this oftenNo Mrs peters my face blushingYour a dirty little boy, what are. But, this doesn't mean that the same can be said for him. The only way to keep the spotlight away from us was--well--to keep himself away from us, meaning that he spent less and less time at home. Sure, we didn't have to deal with the consequences of having the world watching our every move, but I’ve always felt like I missed out on something growing up. Like why adopt three children if you wouldn’t even be there to raise them?But I can't complain, he tries his best. With the number of things. And now the two birds were free out of the cage. They fully shaking in jiggle jelly way and I took hold of them and she stopped moving her hips and I hold her boobs like I have got the most costly thing in the world and started to lick them.As I licked she started to moan and then after sometime I started licking them hard and she turned horny and said in very horny voice “oh yeah….Fuck them lick them and bite them fully hard” and as she said this I bit her boobs so hard that she was able to. “Kenya, you no longer care about police work or wish to be a deputy, let alone Sheriff. You want to seduce Sheriff Bud Dearborne and convince him to retire and run away with you. You will quit the force first thing tomorrow and attempt the seduction. But first, drink some of my blood and give me some of yours,” I glamored Kenya next and exchanged blood with her, too.The more residents of Bon Temps shared blood with me, the more I could influence, control, or manipulate. My plan to move Bud.