.." Roxy started."Shut-up and drink now," Amy ordered and pressed her wrist to Roxy's open mouth."Drink of me, if you would recover," Amy continued.Ro...y did as told until the blood flow stopped and the cut began to heal. Amy slid down and Roxy jerked a little as she felt Amy's fangs sink into her upper breast. Then the feeling of euphoria took over. Roxy willed herself to be calm and stroked her hand through Amy's hair until Amy at last withdrew, leaving her almost too weak to move. Amy turned. The day before, he had wanted her to walk about in her panties, and she had done so, allowing him to pull them down just below her hips, so her ass and pussy hair showed. He had kept her that way for over an hour, and it felt quite unusual to have her panties half on and half off. Yet it excited her, too. Tony was talking about putting things inside her cunt and ass, keeping them there as she exercised for him. The idea was lewd, and just enough to make her want to do it for him. He talked. So I'm having a wank in the confession box, and I hear some shuffling. A woman's talking, and she's saying "father forgive me for the sins, blah blah blah" don't care, move on, I'm trying to be a gentleman and jack it quietly but the cunt just keeps pacing around the fucking church. "Father forgive me for my sins. Father forgive me for my sins." It's fucking Alyssa Albrite. She's one of those innocent catholic types who are so pure you just know they have a secret. You know the type of a girl. She teases me with her eyes but now I see myself reflected and her own lust has risen and is now burning her with its own intensity. Not a word is said as she walks over to the drawer and takes the leather and chain from my hand, she turns and walks silently into the bathroom that we have shared since we moved in yet has become like a solitary cave as we use it alone. Brief passing of salient ships in the night as we move towards bed and another night of self contemplation and abject.